I thought that chapter was closed until about a month ago, when he sends me a message asking me to refresh his memory. I forget that HE doesn't have a name yet. We'll call him Phoneless Joe. Phoneless Joe doesn't seem to remember what the exact reason was that caused me to give up; was it our schedule differences? I told him that this was a factor, but the lack of a phone was insurmountable.
Low and behold the next message contains.... Ta da... a phone number!! Somehow he managed to get a phone. Now, I'm not sure if he was broke or maybe just a non-conformist but that seems kinda fishy to me. Kinda Catfishy. So I dismissed that message.
About a week ago, I get a message that says, "I'm sorry I dropped the ball on this one ;)"
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I'll give him another chance. I'm a sucker, I know. Not now, because my hair needs servicing. Can't make the man beg and show up with a bird's nest on my head. Lol. But at least you might get another story to laugh at. I told him we could try again in a little while. He says, "That might be nice. You just let me know. You seem sweet." Awww... I mean, if he pays for the pizza, he's leaps and bounds ahead of the last guy I dated from an online site. Truthfully, if he shows up in something other than pajamas and holey socks, he's the best date I've had in years. If your wondering what date I'm referring to, click here.
First order of business, make an appointment at the hairdresser to remove me from my winter hibernation... at least partially.
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