So, if anyone remembers my total freak-out on the guy from last November… well, I ran into him last night at the Pub and again there was crazy amounts chemistry there. We each told our side of the story and decided it was just a major misunderstanding which crescendoed with me calling him 5 bazillion times over the course of 3 days. I don’t think I’ve ever been that nutty over a guy. Long story short: we made up (and out!) and agreed to give it another shot.
It’s kinda nice to be in a good mood for a change, hopefully I won’t fuck it up again. lol
So good in fact, it’s time for gratuitous heavy metal. Crank it.
well, good luck and have fun!
You can’t fight the chemistry I guess.
So what was his excuse for not calling you back–for six months?
Well, I’m not counting my chickens yet.
But basically I totally freaked him out when I called him like a psycho for 3 days. I understand that. He was probably being polite in his follow up e-mails. Honestly, I don’t know. I probably shouldn’t get my hopes up, but we’ll see.
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