Damn my sixth sense.
Nov. 24th, 2008 09:05 pmI went back and read the email again, and some lights went off in my brain. Sure enough, his profile now says:
"Possibly evidencing an inadvisable willingness to embrace complexity, I'm nevertheless smitten (if not yet owned) and off the market."
I sent him a "Best of luck!" email.
And that is that.
"Possibly evidencing an inadvisable willingness to embrace complexity, I'm nevertheless smitten (if not yet owned) and off the market."
I sent him a "Best of luck!" email.
And that is that.
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:10 am (UTC)Good luck to him but I still wouldnt mind if he sat on a tack.
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:24 am (UTC)Well...I will tomorrow.
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-25 02:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-25 02:13 am (UTC)Unless of course he meant you ;)
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:23 am (UTC)What annoys me is looking back now, I think he knew the last time I saw him. In other words, the second date was just to make sure he really didn't like me as much as he liked someone else. That just makes me feel SO spiffy.
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-25 02:30 am (UTC)Shudder.
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:30 am (UTC)I'm kinda sick of feeling like a puppy in a litter of puppies. Pick me! The one with the waggly tail? Or how about you go fuck yourself and I'll go find a vibrator that will satisfy me and I don't have to make breakfast in the morning.
Men. Humbug.
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:42 am (UTC)Fuck that shit, y'know?
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:51 am (UTC)Or so I keep telling myself..
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Date: 2008-11-25 03:01 am (UTC)Right now, though? All I really want is a punching bag and the strength to go about four days with it.
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Date: 2008-11-25 03:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-25 05:00 am (UTC)I love you.
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Date: 2008-11-26 02:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-25 01:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-26 02:56 am (UTC)