Spent two and a half hours chatting on the phone with J. Very, very funny guy. No meeting for coffee here: it'll be cheesesteaks at Jim's. He's threatened to ply me with a three-litre Pepsi to see if I can actually burp in public. I told him I don't do that on the first date. He's got a decent job. He can spell.
Cons? He's been separated for about a year. He has custody of his 18-month-old son. (I have no problems with kids, but a baby is, rightly, a parent's first priority.) The ex lives with her boyfriend, but spends time at the house often to take care of the baby. Her very ill-tempered cat-- which he doesn't much like-- lives there, and he's threatened to send it to a shelter. Not sure how serious he is about that, but....
I'm pretty sanguine at this point. Que sera, sera. I'm more excited tonight that a customer I'd thought in the "fucked right off" pile told me tonight she's sending a check for the full amount of her corset. Oh, thank G-d. Starting the new year off with an overdrawn bank account does not a happy corsetiere make.
Tomorrow, it's off to Aunt Grace's to help her pack for her impending move. Between the fact that she's almost 80, the Kepra for her seizures (or Depakote, or whatever it is this week) making her tired and dizzy, and just the general work involved in a move for ANYONE, the next few weeks will be fun. Especially since I'm doing a show ten days before. Woo.
Cons? He's been separated for about a year. He has custody of his 18-month-old son. (I have no problems with kids, but a baby is, rightly, a parent's first priority.) The ex lives with her boyfriend, but spends time at the house often to take care of the baby. Her very ill-tempered cat-- which he doesn't much like-- lives there, and he's threatened to send it to a shelter. Not sure how serious he is about that, but....
I'm pretty sanguine at this point. Que sera, sera. I'm more excited tonight that a customer I'd thought in the "fucked right off" pile told me tonight she's sending a check for the full amount of her corset. Oh, thank G-d. Starting the new year off with an overdrawn bank account does not a happy corsetiere make.
Tomorrow, it's off to Aunt Grace's to help her pack for her impending move. Between the fact that she's almost 80, the Kepra for her seizures (or Depakote, or whatever it is this week) making her tired and dizzy, and just the general work involved in a move for ANYONE, the next few weeks will be fun. Especially since I'm doing a show ten days before. Woo.
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Date: 2008-01-03 12:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-04 03:45 am (UTC)eHarmony is just turning out to be a waste of my money. Have you tried Salon.com? Muuuch snarkier, more hip guys. Just not as many of them. I think you might have excellent luck there-- it's also linked through Slate.com and TheOnion.com.
http://www.personals.salon.com
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Date: 2008-01-08 03:35 am (UTC)