The end

I will continue the Death Cab theme. The lyric that is helping to quell my anger right now is "No, you can't find nothing at all, if there was nothing there all along."

Since posting a little while ago, I have officially ended things with SAB for the last time. He never got back to me after his email a few days ago, and then he emailed me again Tuesday morning to try to set something up again, and then tonight decided that he just can't meet. When I responded with a few choice words and blocked him, he emailed me again. For some deluded reason, he thinks I somehow share the blame for us not meeting. Instead of responding to that email, I am briefly unleashing that frustration here, so that I can be done with it.

My lord. The drama. I will laugh about this soon enough.

Goodnight.