Okay, so it's Wednesday night, but the general idea remains the same. I shouldn't have made that phone call on Sunday. It wasn't worth the amount of time I've spent dwelling on the subject since I made the call.
The good thing is that in the intervening days, I've realized that I have to wash my hands of the whole shebang. It is a very good thing that I'm busy because I do not need to see him before he goes. It'll only make me crazy.
GOD, I HATE KOBE BRYANT SO MUCH.
Anyway, I'm ready for him to leave the country. I'm ready to be over him and move on with my life.