I reconsidered, though. I understood the whole "friends" talk earlier, and realized that neither that, nor any of my intentions, mattered at all to the fact that I just had to be ME. No reason to feel like shit at all.
It turned out to be a freakin' awesome dinner. We had some good food and conversation, and it was snowing outside. The whole dinner was great. I don't need to say more about it.
She dropped me off, and after some more Smash Bros, I talked with my interview teammates, and we decided that tomorrow's interview is no longer happening because of the weather.
Guess I'm spending tomorrow working on my project. Got a whole week of push before we're out of here for Thanksgiving. And Thanksgiving yields Satellite Mexican Lattes and Flying Dog Porter at Chama River. Holy shit.
-c
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