Yesterday I wrote one last time to my old college roommate. As you may remember, out of nowhere she wrote me. We exchanged some emails and then I asked to meet her at Oktoberfest. She never responded. Not one to give up, I wrote her a few days before Oktoberfest and asked again. Still no response. Yesterday I sent her an email saying: “I had a great time at Oktoberfest, it’s a shame you weren’t able to come. If you would like to get together give me a call.” I feel as if I have done what I could do. It is now up to her. And quite frankly, I don’t care, I was just being nice.

Last night I had a dream she called me. I had a hard time understanding her because she sounded like a Valley Girl. She kept saying, “Gag me with a spoon!” I finally hung up on her because I just didn’t know what to say or how to respond.