Next, Please
I'm cutting Ted loose. The last contact he bothered making was last Wednesday when he assured me that he'd email me the next day. And I haven't heard from him since. Now, that's just rude. And I don't need that shit. I mean, he once called me during the day because he went out to his car to get something and had a minute. So I don't buy any business about wanting to yet being too busy to call/text/email.
Last week we made tentative plans to get together next Saturday, the 20th, but actually, I already have plans that I had forgotten about; a friend is taking some pictures of me to use as my author's photograph for a book I have coming out late this summer. The plans are already written on my calendar and everything. So I'll just email him Tuesday or so and make a half-hearted effort at sounding regretful that I'm going to miss our getting together.
In the meantime, Tyler Durden grows ever more intriguing. I may grow some balls and ask him out for next weekend.
Then there's also Tim, who I talked to on the phone last night. I like the way he thinks. It's independent and kind. Maybe I'll ask HIM out for next weekend.
That way, I can go ahead at meet at least one of these guys, have him pretend he's interested, and then never contact me again and just go on and get it over with.
Or maybe, I'll stay in and paint my fingernails and drink wine and write and plan fantastic things. We'll see.
Also, Flyboy. You know, I also talked to him last night on the phone, and I think I may have at least partly figured out what it is...he just ain't all that fun to talk to. It was a little, well, almost boring.
Last week we made tentative plans to get together next Saturday, the 20th, but actually, I already have plans that I had forgotten about; a friend is taking some pictures of me to use as my author's photograph for a book I have coming out late this summer. The plans are already written on my calendar and everything. So I'll just email him Tuesday or so and make a half-hearted effort at sounding regretful that I'm going to miss our getting together.
In the meantime, Tyler Durden grows ever more intriguing. I may grow some balls and ask him out for next weekend.
Then there's also Tim, who I talked to on the phone last night. I like the way he thinks. It's independent and kind. Maybe I'll ask HIM out for next weekend.
That way, I can go ahead at meet at least one of these guys, have him pretend he's interested, and then never contact me again and just go on and get it over with.
Or maybe, I'll stay in and paint my fingernails and drink wine and write and plan fantastic things. We'll see.
Also, Flyboy. You know, I also talked to him last night on the phone, and I think I may have at least partly figured out what it is...he just ain't all that fun to talk to. It was a little, well, almost boring.
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