Ok, I'm being a bit melodramatic but this was definitely not a situation where I was hanging on every word. Because there were no words. This guy was not only nervous but also soul crushingly boring. Damn ... he is also really nice, reasonably healthy, and smelled decent. And he told me all about the adventure he had buying a new comforter yesterday and how he'd been looking forever and finally found one that matched. This makes me sad. A man who cares whether or not his comforter matches the rest of his possessions should be a keeper. But sometimes the desire to coordinate bed linens is just not enough to overcome the boring.
Moving on ... to breaking news!! I mentioned the Doctor very briefly in my first post. He's also a holdover from 2008. We had two dates, both of which were great. They were in fact really great. They happened when it was still warm enough to roam the streets in short sleeves, if you catch my drift. Anyway, he's smart, funny, a little hipster with cute glasses, and totally flaky. The last one I don't like so much but I tolerate it because at this point there's no attachment. He can come, go, come, go, pop up, pop in, disappear, reappear and I don't really care. Well, after a couple of months of Sahara-esque communication, I just received a text asking me for drinks tomorrow. I'm going, of course.
Why, you ask? Because I'm curious as hell about where he's been and why, after all of these months being incommunicado, he still retains my number and feels the desire to see me. It's like a little experiment ... results to follow. I will make one and only one prediction: 50% chance this does not happen for one medically-related reason or another.
Stay tuned for details. Date Seven with the Doctor? We'll see ...
There's a reason why they did not write Indiana Jones and the search for the Holy Comforter. If this persons biggest adventure is such, you did right. Also, I am totally enjoying your plus and minus system. Hope you had fun with the doc.
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