Perhaps if he'll keep taking me out for a dinner once in a while, the whiny child in me gets to feel somewhat validated.
When I don't whinge, I like the 'arrangement'. In other words, having him on top of me for the most part!
I am looking forward to hanging out with people I don't necessarily want to sleep with this weekend.
I found a really sassy soul-sister in Rochelle, and I can't wait what inspiring and crazy ideas will come out of this new friendship!
Rowena is coming from NSW to faithfully meet up with me. I love that we keep in touch even though her pain-in-the-ass boss is Him, my ex.
Carl called me today and I was happy seeing his name on the display as if a long-time missed friend phoned me, not someone I went on a couple of dates with. Sadly, his manner of narrating hasn't gotten any more comprehensible.
He invited me for Sunday's lamb roast. To his place. He insisted I absolutely needed to experience this Australian tradition. Apparently, it is a custom to savor the roast with a bottle of red wine, too.
So, the guy either hopes for an entertaining, friendly company (mine)... or he's not giving up!
Will I give in? That's a provocative question.
He is very interesting, but I prefer not to complicate my life at the moment. Am I looking too much into it? Again?!