Monday, June 26, 2006

Day Five

We are entering Day Five with no word from Flyboy.

I figure there are a few different scenarios: 1) He started thinking about our Q&A period Tuesday evening and decided I may be reading more into this thing than he is, so his natural instinct was to RUN AWAY, RUN AWAY; 2) Along the same lines, he did indeed find this blog and was utterly horrified by how neurotic I am; 3) As per usual, he has been gradually losing interest since we first met and this thing met its natural expiration date; 4) He met someone else who he was utterly compelled by, as he was by me when we first began communicating.

Vote for which one you think is most likely!

I can let this go but one hiccup is that he has my freaking watch, my watch with the band made of typewriter keys, as in my favorite possession. He asked me to bring it because he knew a jeweler who he thought could fix it. In fact, he said Tuesday evening that he was going to try to take it there this week (which would have been last week). I'm thinking that if I haven't heard from him by Wednesday, I'll have to call him. Whether I ever see him again or not, I have to get that watch back!

Dating sucks. Rejection bites. He and I have been communicating for something like six or seven weeks now and I guess I thought at this point, if he hadn't lost interest, then maybe he wouldn't? Clearly, I live in a dream world.

Dear son leaves Wednesday and will be gone for almost a freaking week. That will leave me with so much time on my hands to obsess and wonder. And to drink, of course.

Brian called last night and we had a nice chat. He said again that he still wants to meet. He's another eharmony guy, as is Flyboy, as was Ted, as is CyberGuy, who I should say, I've been exchanging some interesting, thought-provoking emails with.

Move on, right?

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