Oh, all right, all right. From the multitude of comments on yesterday’s post urging me to give the Drip guy another chance, I can see that some people won’t be satisfied until they get the whole story.
Which is that there’s another guy I really like, who might actually like me.
I’ve refrained from mentioning him so far in these pages, because he first encountered me by reading my blog, and we all know what happened last time I tried that. He e-mailed me to ask me out after seeing the picture of me in a cucumber and mud mask. After an abortive first attempt to meet, we finally had dinner on Tuesday.
And he was charming, and handsome, and funny, and totally hot. And he wants to get together again.
Which is why I am less than totally enthusiastic about Mr. Drip. Nonetheless, I will take all the advice to heart.
I’m sure that, if I put in the least bit of effort, I can make a horrible mess of the whole situation.
You know, it took me over a year before my blog finally got me laid, and it hasn’t served that purpose NEARLY enough, if you ask me.
Ok, how about getting to know two people at the same time? That way you can compare and contrast! We’ll have our own mini-version of “The Bachelor” (or something). After ten episodes, you can have a rose ceremony!
Again, this is that quaint old “dating” custom.
Even in Jane Austen, many heroines have more than one suitor at a time, you know.
I feel that we, as a society, have lost a rich tradition. Sigh.
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