So I broke up with Ginger.

Then helped her get some post-move stuff home.

Went for a bike ride with Ken, that ended up meeting Slow Slunday, ran into Wendell and Hannah, and then Ken and I went to the 9lb.

I ended up at Squid for a sandwich and a drink admist the usual Sunday night show bullshit before coming home.

And here I am, once again unsure if it’s better to like people you have a lot in common with, or those who have similar personality traits. Mom says a little of both is best. That feels like a fairy tale.

Meh.