Radiogurl a la Carte

Saturday, Jul. 02, 2005
Who Wrote The Book Of Love

Quick and easy ways to impress a woman, part 2:

  1. Instant message woman you spoke to last weekend and let her know you've already lost her phone number, and ask for it again. That'll let her know right off the bat how important she is to you, pardner.

  2. After you've gotten said phone number for the second time (and presumably written it down this time,) ask what her name is again. Bonus points if her real name actually appears on the instant messenger program where you're asking her.

  3. Space out at least two or three times and forget who you are talking to. Be sure to ask her who she is at least a few times before asking her out again. (All on the same messenger progtam with her name, naturally.)

  4. After having several minutes of stop-start, hello-who-are-you? conversation, ask to meet somewhere. Change the time and location a few times, since we already know how great your memory is. Act surprised and desperate if she ends up saying she thinks this is a really bad idea and probably shouldn't happen.

  5. Once you've achieved all of the above, ask her if she has a picture of herself, and let her show you the same one you saw last weekend when you first started hitting on her online.

  6. Be sure to use plenty of net-speak (how r u?) since that will leave her with a nice, strong impression of you.

You know, I really shouldn't pick on this guy. He's probably perfectly nice. I simply have a hard time taking him seriously after all of that.

This is also the same man who's from the midwest and whose accent and name are my dad's, which already prejudiced me against him. Add the rest of these things into the mix and I'm pretty darned sure this ain't gonna happen. After he futzed around on where to meet, I finally agreed to meet him at a church up here and let him know for anything more than that it's going to be a wait-and-see proposition.

At the opposite end of the spectrum, T emailed me again today - very succinct and appropriate contact. He's kept in touch subtly, something brief every couple of days or so, striking a good balance between showing interest and crossing into stalker territory. He's nice looking and age-appropriate, educated, has a very pleasant voice, and so on. He's one of few guys whose comments have consistently been sweet without becoming saccharine.

Nothing more from Kris today (thank goodness!) Hopefully my slamming the VR door in his face got the message across.

I honestly think I should just give up the whole dating again thing. Bleh. This isn't my cuppa. If things work out with T, great. If not, that's fine, too. I dunno what momentary lapse of sanity made me think I could do an instant reversal of all of these years of voluntary solitude. I happen to enjoy my peace and quiet. I like being able to come and go as I please, and not have to answer to anyone except with regard to my job.

Oh well. Got a lot accomplished today and as a result don't have much of anything to do tomorrow. I even got my laundry finished.

Also finally saw Bewitched. Not the best movie I ever saw, but it was cute, warm-fuzzies and all that jazz. I caught a matinee and thought it was worth the trip. I don't know yet whether or not I want to see War of the Worlds. Normally I'm a huge sci-fi fan, but I don't really like Tom Cruise, so...

Anywho, I'm working on a serious case of keyboard-face tonight, falling asleep even though it's only 7pm. That's fine with me - I'm hoping to make up for the rest of the week. I can wake up early tomorrow and finish up what little cleaning there is to do here at the house and have the day for myself. I might even get time to write something to add to my portfolio!

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )