Thursday, July 18, 2002
Had dinner with Kelly. Turns out she's started seeing this guy John, who we were at school with. I can vaguely remember him — she thinks we took a French Lit course together. She seems really hopeful, and I didn't know whether to encourage her or tell her to curb her enthusiasm. It's a tough one. There's no guarantee things'll go wrong, even though they always do with her (who am I to talk?) They haven't even slept together yet, so there's all kinds of things that can happen. She loves his English accent. That's the worst thing to fall for. At least if you fall in love with a guy for his looks, you just have to look at a photo to feel all warm and fuzzy. But an accent… What can you do? — walk around with a tape recording of him? I suppose she can save his phone messages. Anyway, maybe he is great after all, but I'm slightly suspicious because he didn't try to sleep with her yet after three dates.
Nothing from B— yet. I still have this strange feeling of unreality about the whole thing. I couldn't tell Kelly about the baby. I'm supposed to be the reliable one.
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