CyberDate Update
Well.
Okay, he's a nice guy. But the spark just wasn't there. And I never, ever would have recognized him from his picture. We stood in the parking lot of Borders for several minutes and I was just hoping he wouldn't try to kiss me. And he didn't so he either the lack of chemistry was mutual or he picked up on my non-vibe. Either way, though, I'm glad that wasn't awkward.
But good grief, I heard myself saying, Well, we'll have to do this again sometime. The other part of my brain was screaming at me, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? It's that southern be-nice thing that's inbred, I think.
Turns out, this dating fun is not so much fun. Like, at all. Making small talk is a pet peeve of mine. I mean, I can do it. But I don't like it. It feels like work.
(Sigh.)
Onward and upward. I will be back in Jackson this coming up weekend for an organizational meeting of the Miss. Writers Guild. This afternoon - and this was the high spot of the date - I happened upon L.M., one of my best friends from high school! She is glamorous and highly traveled and I haven't seen in her in over 10 years. She and her husband have recently moved back to Jackson and I'm going to spend next Saturday evening with her, which will be so much fun. We'll get all caught up and drink too much wine and probably end up singing bad Cher songs from 1990. Good stuff. (-:
Okay, he's a nice guy. But the spark just wasn't there. And I never, ever would have recognized him from his picture. We stood in the parking lot of Borders for several minutes and I was just hoping he wouldn't try to kiss me. And he didn't so he either the lack of chemistry was mutual or he picked up on my non-vibe. Either way, though, I'm glad that wasn't awkward.
But good grief, I heard myself saying, Well, we'll have to do this again sometime. The other part of my brain was screaming at me, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? It's that southern be-nice thing that's inbred, I think.
Turns out, this dating fun is not so much fun. Like, at all. Making small talk is a pet peeve of mine. I mean, I can do it. But I don't like it. It feels like work.
(Sigh.)
Onward and upward. I will be back in Jackson this coming up weekend for an organizational meeting of the Miss. Writers Guild. This afternoon - and this was the high spot of the date - I happened upon L.M., one of my best friends from high school! She is glamorous and highly traveled and I haven't seen in her in over 10 years. She and her husband have recently moved back to Jackson and I'm going to spend next Saturday evening with her, which will be so much fun. We'll get all caught up and drink too much wine and probably end up singing bad Cher songs from 1990. Good stuff. (-:
posted by KDA at 8:43 PM
1 Comments:
LOL - and you're right, too!
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