Oy. The drama. After a five-hour conversation, the woman and I are going to try to work things out.
It was odd in that kissing her afterwards last night felt like I was on a first date, but then we immediately fell back into old patterns.
In other news,
someone else died while watching
The Passion of the Christ. But I have to admit, I saw the best headline ever about that film -- it was last Friday when
Dawn of the Dead was opening, and the headline said "Jesus Battles Zombies at the Box Office." Can it get any better than that?