I could have sent her back...

Dear Diary,

I'd rather not talk about it. Suffice it to say I missed my shot. I'll never forget that dress she wore when she rejected me. That stunning green dress with a little window for cleavage. She was easily a C, or maybe even a D cup, and for one night, she was all mine. But I blew it, and now Jenny wants nothing to do with me.

I went into work the next day, and apparently some kind of UFO meme had blown up on the internet overnight. The whole day, all anyone would talk about was how the latest alien spaceship hoax apparently flew over the city last night, spooked some really sleepy drivers caught in a traffic jam on 9th, and then landed somewhere in the projects to refuel. I will never get why people find this malarkey so interesting.

And to end the day, I got Dashie her Star Wars book on the way home from work. She seems to be enjoying it. I might have to get her another one soon, since she looked really excited while she was reading it. Good to see one of us had a good day at least.

I need to take a walk tomorrow.