Looks like I won't be going back to Binghamton for New Year's; he can't make it back, which is understandable, and yet I'm still a little sad about it.

Maybe I'll go up for a weekend after, or something.  I don't know.  I do want to see him, but I don't want to come off as creepy, or anything.

Bah.  I'm not good at this whole thing.  Not at all.


In good news, my Portal bookends came today.  They're sick looking.