Well what do you know. Fanny Pack, the guy who canceled on me Saturday? Because he met someone who he had managed to go out with several times in a 5 day span (clingy much?) and that he had a ‘connection’ with, so he opted to cancel on me, sent me a message today. Letting me know that he ‘chose the wrong one’ as his beloved turned out to be a flake and he wanted to know if I was still interested in going out. Uh, right. Am I interested in being 2nd choice/runner-up/consolation prize? Yeah, the answer to that would be a resounding NO.
What the hell is wrong with these guys?!
In early onset senility news, I apparently made plans to meet Red Onesie tonight? News to me. I’ll have to look back and see, as I could swear we didn’t make any firm plans and he was going to let me know after he cancelled on me for Friday. He just sent me a text asking if we were still on for tonight…… my expression when reading it was something like this :-O …….. so now I have to race home, shower, change, adjust my attitude, pick out something cute to wear (including my new favorite 4″ platform sandals) and be across town by 5:30. Sure, it’s only 2:30 here now, but I had no clue I was meeting him tonight ………. shit. I’m going to have to refer back to past blogs to figure this out. Maybe I’m overscheduling myself. Ya’ think?