My best guess about this young woman I've been writing about in these posts is that she was never really ever interested in dating me. That covers all periods in which I've written about her, including the most recent periods. She might not even be available now, and I don't think she was ever, or ever will be, interested in dating me. I'm just glad the usual shit never went down in this kind of deal. I have myself to thank for that. Actually, I don't care whether this young woman really had some shenanigans planned for me. It's enough for me to accept this conclusion about her lack of interest in me and for me to move on. That is all.
In other news, I sold all of the comics I brought today to Lone Star Zine Fest. I sold twenty-eight books and used one more for a trade. I sold them for a dollar each. I'm glad that I'm able to bring them down in price to the point where people want to buy them. I really don't want to recycle the vast majority of the books I've printed up. I've sold more books this year than I sold all of last year. It helps to have something going for myself in general, because it really helps me to come to the conclusions I need to come to as in the above paragraphs.