Today was more productive. I went for a walk around noon for excercise, sunshine, and fresh air. Then I went to the doc's office to get some paperwork taken care of. Went to the library and read some Gaiman Sandman graphic novels. The receptionist at the doc's I had flirted with last time I was there and had been politely shot down called me to tell me they had done my paperwork and also gave me her phone number. She was like 'Do you remember me?' and I said, 'Yes, I flirted with you a bit last time but you gave me the 'not interested' polite blowoff." to which she replied something about just getting out of a relationship last time and then she said she'd be up for being friends and gave me her phone number. Odd conversation. I wouldn't find it terribly odd if I were handsome, but that's the first time somebody I flirted with in a 'professional' capacity called me up to chat.
Got a bit broody and depressed this evening so chatted Eve up a bit and let her cheer me up by telling me 'funny' stories. Most of them end up with her wounded in some way.
We had an interesting discussion on how much interaction we needed with a SO in a relationship. I really don't need that much being used to being on my own, but other people have much higher mininum levels.
I tend to recriprocate but not initiate conversations. I explained Prisoner's Dillemma to her and tied it in to my theory of how often I call somebody to talk or whatnot. Am I odd to base my interpersonal contact levels off of game theory? Perhaps.