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So after all the anxiety I had over the Return of Pablo (I slept lousy last night), it was pretty much guaranteed it would be anticlimactic. He spoke all of two words to me--"Hey, Da!"--at literally the last possible moment, as I was leaving for the day. I considered coming up to him earlier and welcoming him back, but I had no reason to. In response to his own expressed wish, I don't supervise him any more so there was nothing I needed to tell him; his new boss took care of that. I know I could've said something collegial like, "Good to see you back" but, honestly, I don't feel that way. I feel like he nuked the relationship we had and if he'd like to rebuild it, well fine, but the onus is on him. It's a bit odd being in such close proximity again and not speaking, but I can tell by the fact that his quirks and ejaculations don't bother me that I'm well into acceptance.
So with that out of the way, I freed up a lot of mental energy to fret about how I feel like I'm saying the wrong thing to everyone online. I want to come off as disarmingly charming, but I think the way I really sound is like the jackass who's trying too hard to impress. Oh well; I suppose my other option is to be the guy who doesn't say anything and so everyone forgets about. Isn't Crazy Brother always saying negative attention beats no attention at all?
Speaking of Crazy Brother, he called unexpectedly (and unexpectedly late). He sounded a bit wound up, so it took a little judo to get him focused on the trip. So far, his "plans" are just a list of restaurants. God help me, he wants to return to Ed Debevic's. But you can't invite the rubes to the big city and not expect to have to suffer a couple of tourist traps. He's at a loss as to where to even begin researching what he wants to do, so I planted a few ideas and gave a few pointers. We'll see what he's come up with by the weekend. At least![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu's idea of taking the water taxi to Chinatown appealed to him. Now we just need to make sure it's still running that late in the year.
So with that out of the way, I freed up a lot of mental energy to fret about how I feel like I'm saying the wrong thing to everyone online. I want to come off as disarmingly charming, but I think the way I really sound is like the jackass who's trying too hard to impress. Oh well; I suppose my other option is to be the guy who doesn't say anything and so everyone forgets about. Isn't Crazy Brother always saying negative attention beats no attention at all?
Speaking of Crazy Brother, he called unexpectedly (and unexpectedly late). He sounded a bit wound up, so it took a little judo to get him focused on the trip. So far, his "plans" are just a list of restaurants. God help me, he wants to return to Ed Debevic's. But you can't invite the rubes to the big city and not expect to have to suffer a couple of tourist traps. He's at a loss as to where to even begin researching what he wants to do, so I planted a few ideas and gave a few pointers. We'll see what he's come up with by the weekend. At least
monshu's idea of taking the water taxi to Chinatown appealed to him. Now we just need to make sure it's still running that late in the year.
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