daygloeyes2
Blue Crack Addict
Also, sorry about the crush VP
Ack, I lost my ideal flight because I took time to call Budget to ask about driving the car to Canada!
MTE I know how that feels. Seeing my ex-boss' very pregnant wife a few weeks ago just re-opened old wounds. And it didn't help that he sent me a facebook message saying that his wife saw me and said I looked happy and that he hoped I was happy. Oh yeah, I was happy as a fucking clam to receive that message.
In happier news, today's cock headline may eclipse yesterday's headline.
Ack, I lost my ideal flight because I took time to call Budget to ask about driving the car to Canada!
Oops, never mind. I was in the wrong tab.
Whew!
Thanks Deeg. It's not that big of a deal, like I said, it wasn't him, it was the feeling. Alas.
Holy shit, I'm going to Moncton.
Holy shit, I'm going to Moncton.
Moral of this thread: Men suck, but Bono's cock keeps us amused.
Seriously though, where do you meet people?? And can I do it in my jammies with my hair all up untidily and cats crawling all over me?? But not online dating sites. I hate those, and can't be arsed to type out an amusing profile that makes me seem like a unique, special snowflake.
Holy shit, I'm going to Moncton.
Holy shit, I'm going to Moncton.
WOOT!
I normally don't go for younger guys either. I did date a younger guy once, and that ended REALLY awkwardly. I was 19, he was 16. Learned my lesson with that one. Never again. Gotta be my age or older.
Yes, we shall meet!
MTE, feel free to send me the pic via PM.
VP, about the flirting:
he's the son of one of my co-workers, and he was helping out with our event this weekend. He helped me move some bulky signs, and we were chatting about hockey, because he saw my security pass, which has a Canucks sticker on it. I flirted a little, he flirted back, but then I had to go take care of some other stuff. I didn't see him again until later, when he called my co-worker Mom. I'd heard lots about him from his mom since we're friends, but didn't put two and two together that he was her son until I saw them interacting. I backed away quickly right after that.
HUZZAH!
Flying direct on a red-eye into Boston. Land Friday morning. Will rent a car and drive maybe about half way, if not further. Stay at cheap, crappy hotel, likely somewhere in Maine.
Drive the few remaining hours on Saturday morning, which allows for delays at the border and any traffic hassles I was afraid of if I'd planned on getting there in the afternoon.
Camp out in car, then drive back on Sunday, as my flight is in the morning on Monday. Which is great, as I'll be back in Seattle before noon (with the time change), so I can relax the rest of the day.
OH MY GOD.
The last date I went on, he was quite a bit younger. I'd met him at a party, and he was nice, so we got together. I hadn't realized quite how young he was. Probably early 20s, but in school, and we were just in completely different places in our lives. It felt weird.