Things That Make You Go Hmmm...
Now, where was I…
Flyboy called Wednesday night. He called Thursday night. He texted a couple of times Friday. He called Friday afternoon. He called Friday evening.
I’m thinking maybe I did overreact to his asshole email. Perhaps it was work stress and nothing more. It’s possible.
As I learned Friday evening that I’d be driving through his fair city the next day, he asked me to stop by. So I did and met his daughter, who is adorable and very poised. It was a nice visit. I talked to him that evening. And last night, too, as far as that goes.
It threw me a little bit, though, when he mentioned in passing that he didn’t know when we’d see each other again. His father, who is married, is having surgery Thursday and Flyboy said he’d be at the hospital all weekend. Which makes sense – I mean, I’m not *that* self absorbed, I just didn’t expect it, that’s all. My dad had the same surgery done a few years ago and I went to see him in the hospital, but I didn’t stay there with him. I don’t know. It’s good he’s close to his dad and wants to be there.
Of course, he could also have a date with somebody else. Anything is possible, I’ve learned. Unfortunately.
CyberGuy and I are keeping up a nice email correspondence. He is interesting to talk to. Or write to, whatever.
Then there’s Brian. He’s a new one – the guy who invited me to Jackson Saturday, which, of course, I didn’t go. I talked to him on the phone Thursday evening. He seems smart although awfully serious. Or maybe just a little shy or feeling awkward. He did mention that he wasn’t good at the dating game. He emailed Friday and said he’d call me over the weekend. He was about to lose points but he did phone last night around 9:00. However, I was IMing with Flyboy and another guy (who I’ve assured I can only be friends b/c I fucking am incapable of doing the dating thing it seems) so I didn’t answer. I guess I’ll call him back tonight.
Remember Tim, from Hattiesburg? He sent me a text last night, suggesting that if we got together again, we make it a trip to New Orleans. Whoa.
I responded with, Well, that’s something to think about. I mean, WTF? I didn’t really know what to say. Haven’t heard back from him.
Flyboy called Wednesday night. He called Thursday night. He texted a couple of times Friday. He called Friday afternoon. He called Friday evening.
I’m thinking maybe I did overreact to his asshole email. Perhaps it was work stress and nothing more. It’s possible.
As I learned Friday evening that I’d be driving through his fair city the next day, he asked me to stop by. So I did and met his daughter, who is adorable and very poised. It was a nice visit. I talked to him that evening. And last night, too, as far as that goes.
It threw me a little bit, though, when he mentioned in passing that he didn’t know when we’d see each other again. His father, who is married, is having surgery Thursday and Flyboy said he’d be at the hospital all weekend. Which makes sense – I mean, I’m not *that* self absorbed, I just didn’t expect it, that’s all. My dad had the same surgery done a few years ago and I went to see him in the hospital, but I didn’t stay there with him. I don’t know. It’s good he’s close to his dad and wants to be there.
Of course, he could also have a date with somebody else. Anything is possible, I’ve learned. Unfortunately.
CyberGuy and I are keeping up a nice email correspondence. He is interesting to talk to. Or write to, whatever.
Then there’s Brian. He’s a new one – the guy who invited me to Jackson Saturday, which, of course, I didn’t go. I talked to him on the phone Thursday evening. He seems smart although awfully serious. Or maybe just a little shy or feeling awkward. He did mention that he wasn’t good at the dating game. He emailed Friday and said he’d call me over the weekend. He was about to lose points but he did phone last night around 9:00. However, I was IMing with Flyboy and another guy (who I’ve assured I can only be friends b/c I fucking am incapable of doing the dating thing it seems) so I didn’t answer. I guess I’ll call him back tonight.
Remember Tim, from Hattiesburg? He sent me a text last night, suggesting that if we got together again, we make it a trip to New Orleans. Whoa.
I responded with, Well, that’s something to think about. I mean, WTF? I didn’t really know what to say. Haven’t heard back from him.
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