(I'm talking to the recipe, not to you, just so we're clear.)
But, dude, where you ever gonna update us on what happened after you sent the Dear John e-mail that you confessed you'd be sending in the recent FFFC?!?! Dying to know!
But, dude, where you ever gonna update us on what happened after you sent the Dear John e-mail that you confessed you'd be sending in the recent FFFC?!?! Dying to know!
Ah, yes. I emailed the fella, he who I'd nicknamed "No Tongue," on Saturday. I told him I thought he was a great guy, I always had fun on our dates, but that I thought we needed to discontinue our dating relationship due to the lack of feelings of a romantic connection on my part. I added that I understood if he never wanted to see or talk to me again, but that I was hoping we could be friends.
He responded the next day with a super nice email. He wasn't surprised by the turn of events, said nice things about me, and agreed that it would be good to remain friends. We might have brunch or happy hour sometime.
I think it worked out for the best! No hard feelings, no confusion about where we stand, and no more awkward tongue-free kisses.
Well, the mature side of me is very, very glad for the mellow conclusion. The impish side wishes you had drunkenly asked him, "What's your trauma? Why no tongue?"
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Come to mama!
(I'm talking to the recipe, not to you, just so we're clear.)
But, dude, where you ever gonna update us on what happened after you sent the Dear John e-mail that you confessed you'd be sending in the recent FFFC?!?! Dying to know!
Ah, yes. I emailed the fella, he who I'd nicknamed "No Tongue," on Saturday. I told him I thought he was a great guy, I always had fun on our dates, but that I thought we needed to discontinue our dating relationship due to the lack of feelings of a romantic connection on my part. I added that I understood if he never wanted to see or talk to me again, but that I was hoping we could be friends.
He responded the next day with a super nice email. He wasn't surprised by the turn of events, said nice things about me, and agreed that it would be good to remain friends. We might have brunch or happy hour sometime.
I think it worked out for the best! No hard feelings, no confusion about where we stand, and no more awkward tongue-free kisses.
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Well, the mature side of me is very, very glad for the mellow conclusion. The impish side wishes you had drunkenly asked him, "What's your trauma? Why no tongue?"
But good! Glad it worked out!
I was approximately one drink away from this exact situation on New Year's.
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