I'm a big-ol' bitch

This girl I was friends with years ago, who I knew moved here but who didn't know I moved here, has found me. I knew that would happen eventually, but just assumed it would be on the street or in a bar or something and I would claim I was in town visiting my sister. But the Web tells all: she was in B-more and decided to look me up and in the process discovered Colliculus's very local place of employment.

It's not like she did anything to merit my avoidance. But a few years ago she came to visit and I realized pretty clearly, "This isn't what I'm looking for" and a few occasional experiences over the years have confirmed that opinion. Further, my money's on the impossibility of having dinner and then sliding on into casual acquaintanceship, which would be OK. I fear there's a good chance we'd have to mount a long-term campaign of call-screening sprinkled with occasional excuses, all of which would amount to the same rejection and be more painful for us.

So instead, when she emailed Colliculus, saying how exciting it was and inviting us to dinner, I advised C. to reply, "Wow, that's funny that you live here too. Glad to hear you're doing well. Thanks for the invite, but we're really busy with work right now." End of message.

Which he did, and which is so damn cold I feel kind of queasy about it. But I couldn't think of anything better to do. Does anyone else have any thoughts on this? 

¶ 11:26 PM