Tales of the Fedora

She didn’t like the gloves. So I’m single again. Sheesh.

Christmas is fast approaching. My girlfriend was dropping hints about what she wanted this year. She kept saying that she wanted something she could wear on her hand … Don’t tell her, but I’ve gotten her a nice pair of gloves. I hope she likes them.

The future hasn’t seemed quite as uncertain as it does now. I’m not sure just what that means, but decisions are going to have to be made. Decisions which will have lasting effects for good or ill. I’m also not quite sure what that means, either.