on to the next one…
Met an Indian girl online who I’ve been out with a couple of times. Last time we had dinner, I told her about how I’ve only been to India once for three weeks, how I didn’t like it, and how I don’t really speak the language at all. She responded with a lecture about how “there’s nothing sadder” than an Indian person who’s lost touch with their culture. (I politely did not point out that it would have been sadder for her ass to walk home in the middle of the snowstorm that was raging outside)
Today she texted me to ask if I wanted to see the Maharaja exhibit at the AGO. I declined because I’m going snowboarding instead.
Kinda sums it up perfectly, doesn’t it?
