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February 21st, 2006

telephone call

While waiting for Violet to finish her physics lab this past Friday I received a phone call from Wendy as she was on her way back to Seattle. I was on the sixth floor of Orton Hall at the time and our connection was dropped six times in quick succession, which led Wendy to accuse me of hanging up on her repeatedly. We're constantly teasing each other about the 'mean' things we do so it's not something to be taken very seriously. In fact, as long as she still has one of my movies at her apartment it's an argument I can always win.

Wendy eventually asked about my plans for the weekend, and when she heard that I was staying in town her next question was what Violet was doing for our three days off from class. Except she didn't actually ask like that. Despite only spending one night together Wendy can remember Katie's name without any problems, but she still refers to Violet as "the Hong Kong girl" - which might be from forgetfulness or perhaps something more; it's hard to say. I told Wendy that Violet was visiting friends in Ellensburg and she wanted to know why Violet hadn't invited me to go with her. There were any number of good reasons behind her decision, but following my explanation of that fact Wendy suggested that Violet must like me quite a bit and asked ... "Do you like her?"

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another night at home

I spoke with Victoria during her break from work not too long ago. From what she said during our conversation I get the impression that Violet would prefer to have some time to herself - which means the next few days will most likely feel like very lonely ones indeed. In a way it reminds me of what Violet was worried about when Victoria and Wendell first started flirting - if she wasn't around them that meant not being around any of her other friends from the same apartment. Of course this would happen the same day Derek made a remark on how he never saw me over the weekend.

One interesting thing about our talk was hearing Victoria describe how she felt seeing us together. At one point she mentioned how any time she sees Violet and me cooking in the kitchen it makes her wish that she could be as happy as we look. That when she hears the low murmur of us talking late at night she can sometimes make out words or sentences, and we sound not only interesting but interested in one another. It's a little strange to realize that this is someone else describing things - and someone who knows that we're not together.

I have no idea what to think anymore. It was only a week ago that Violet brought over her chess set on Valentine's Day and we spent more than three hours playing two matches of chess over tea.
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"Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you."

-- Nathanial Hawthorne