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Another Day, Another Date Redux

Last night was my with the Tall man and I was just so not into it. I wanted to be. Really, I tried.  OK, truth is I didn’t try that hard.  He’s just kind of dull.  There are so many interesting things about him on paper (so many contradictions: grad degree in literature, in tech, military background, knows more about scotch, whiskey and bourbon than anyone I’ve ever met) but to sit and talk with him is a real snooze.  Oh well.  I can’t make myself like the guy, even if he did text me first thing this morning to see if I’d slept well (I’d begged off early last night, saying how tired I was which was the truth).

I have a in about an hour with someone I was excited to meet a couple of weeks ago and now I can’t remember why.  Honestly.  I’d rather not go.  I should be getting dressed now and running out the door.  Instead I’m blogging.
Bachelor #2 replied to my email with a standard, the pleasure was all his reply, but didn’t inquire about my plans for the weekend.  I don’t see that going anywhere.  I guess right now I just don’t see any of the dating I’ve done lately going anywhere.
Dammit.

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  1. Michael Jordan Lifestyle says:

    “Grad degree in literature, career in tech, military background, knows more about scotch, whiskey and bourbon than anyone I’ve ever met”

    That description alone, sounds like snooze-ville. If you know, that he knows that much about scotch and whiskey, that’s a problem. Sounds a little full of himself. Thumbs down from tall man!

    Love the Banner!!! I was pumped when I saw it.

    -MJL

  2. lisaq says:

    Ugh…it’s frustrating isn’t it? Don’t you just hate trying to make conversation with someone who really has nothing to say?