20-Mar-2006

So all this huffing and puffing about being off the market, and then there was this great date on Friday, and I've already been asked out (by the same guy, nonetheless - imagaine that!) again for tonight and this coming Friday.  I really don't have enough clothes for such a hectic dating schedule - I will have to re-wear some Diesel at least once.  And look, if you're gonna give me shit for putting myself back on the market after one decent date, just know that I tried and tried to deter him.  He asked me where I wanted to go on Friday, I said the hospital where our children would be born (this is a great line to use if you are wondering about the guy's intentions - or if you're a psychotic crazy girl beast).  Anyway, it's been awhile since I've had a guy actively pursuing me, as in he has a suggestion of where to go and when before he calls me, he's made reservations, he solidifies weekend plans early in the week, and he fucking comes to my door to pick me up.  And I don't care how much girls say they don't need to be treated like girls, guys, beware, that is a vicious, passive aggressive lie.  Read our minds, bring us flowers, and know that you should be very afraid.