Dear Amanda,
You definitely fall in to the category of Kzoo folks that I have zero excuses for not knowing better. It really is inexcusable. You are friends with a bunch of my friends, you frequent (or frequented) the same places as I do (have). Not to mention the various interests/habits/proclivities that I am sure we share. Yup, I am just that much of social paranoid, that even someone who is more or less being slammed into my face repeatedly still manages to elude any kind of substantial contact from me.
Although, all hope is not entirely lost. You appear to be still in Kalamazoo, you have not joined a cult, started breeding, gotten married, or started reading a lot of bukowski, so there is a fairly good chance our will paths cross again, and if for no other reason than I made this post, we will be able to talk. One of the lessons I am slowly learning about this little project is that it kind of gives me some social encouragement to be a better (or atleast louder) person in public.
You always struck me as a pragmatist, and obviously the kind of person of which mess around, one would not. Given that my actual interactions with you have hovered on the periphery of cafes and bars, who am I to say what you are like. I can say that you have never peeved me in the slightest, or even so much has thrown a glance my way that didn’t seem friendly. So again, no excuses for my lack of interaction. I guess I am just a shit, and need to quit.
I will see you around town for sure, and I will make an effort, red faced and all that, to make your acquaintance or further it.
Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,
Curt
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