Ok. I think it has come to the point where I'm asking the internet about my dating woes. I've been trying to keep cool, but now I've gotten all up in my head about it and I'm not seeing my pals until Sunday. So here it is: Last week I had a lovely first date with a really great guy. He seems to actually be a Nice Guy, he was funny, smart, cute etc and I generally enjoyed the night. He said he'd like to see me again, so I was hopeful. He went away for Labor Day weekend to a family wedding, so I didn't care that I hadn't heard from him. On Wednesday, I texted him with vague suggestions for weekend plans, just to test the waters. And I didn't hear back from him. I was pretty shocked and kind of upset. Then, tonight/three days later, I get a text from him saying he was really sorry and that was rude of him, and to tell me that he's in the middle of a crazy period with finishing summer classes and starting fall ones (he's getting an MBA at NYU la dee da) and that he hoped I had a good weekend. I texted back, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't make any suggestions for when he'd be free to hang out again. So now I'm all confused. I feel like if he wasn't planning on seeing me again at some point, he wouldn't have bothered with the text. But the three day delay and lack of offer has me a bit hesitant. I've been on a lot of dates in this city, and he is in the very rare category of seeming decent without being boring, so I'm caring about it more than usual. Right now the plan is just to wait to see if he asks me out again next week, but I hate doing that. Thoughts? Will I come off as not receiving a blatant hint if I suggest something first next weekend?
Let's just pretend that milk is not now irrevocably associated with lactation. Than you very much, Mr. Johnson. What is so erotic about milk? I drink it with dinner. I drink it with breakfast. I drink at least a gallon a week of the skim variety, but I have never once wanted to pour it over Mrs. Noland. Someone kinkier than me please explain.
Good plan. Stick with that. You have this info: and this: I think it's worth giving him the benefit of the doubt right now. Just wait. If he's not serious, you'll know soon. Very soon.
It's also possible that there's something wrong with you - you should post naked pictures of yourself in the boobie thread so the internet can advise you on that, too.
I was asked about the Lobster Boy picture I posted earlier. This might be worth throwing up. <a class="postlink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grady_Stiles" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grady_Stiles</a> Let it be known, Gibsonton is a town famous for one thing: retired circus performers. Imagine a town of midgets and soothesayers and psychics and assorted freaks. RIGHT out of the X-Files. In fact they did a show there I think. Then it gets weird. Imagine those gnarly pincers attacking you while you slept. Hey, DevilAdvocate... he's wearing a Hawaiian shirt.
Nike just released the Mag - Marty McFly's shoes from BttF2. All I need now is the DeLorean time machine...