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May 26, 2004 - 4:59am

Foreword: In 2004, I kept these posts on a separate blog. I wanted a place to write about my true feelings about Ryan that no one else would read. In 2007, I revisited these posts. and decided to add them to the archives. It's part of my past that is worth remembering especially the honesty with which I wrote these posts.

I got home from the conference and sent Ryan an email. I figured it was a gesture of kindness even if he didn't want to keep in touch. I liked him enough to keep in touch, but I keep in touch with everyone. At that point in time, I had no intentions of having anything significant with Ryan.

He wrote back a very flirty email. I had forgotten that after the conference he went to Seattle to spend the weekend with his brother, Warren. Ryan was thinking about me enough to write and I found out later that he even told Warren about me. (Described me as a cute, short girl from Texas.)

A couple days later, I called him on a night I knew he wouldn't be home. I wanted to hear his answering machine. Mostly just to hear his voice, but not have any ackward moments on the phone. However, I did leave a message. Yeah, I was being passive aggressive - I wanted him to know that I wanted to talk, but I wanted him to have a choice in it too. Ends up he wanted to talk too because he called me a couple days later. We talked for at least two hours.

I realized that there was a lot more to Ryan than I had seen in Vegas. I thought I might actually find myself liking him a lot more than I had thought. (Little did I know at the time.)

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