Well, I take it back.

I figure if dating those who are just as much a loud-mouth extrovert as I am hasn’t worked, I might as well give this a chance. After a few tries, I’m both interested and intrigued with how things have developed.

After hanging in there and having several evenings out, complete with flirty eyes and some nervous anticipation, I finally got my goodnight kiss last Thursday.

I’m gonna continue to have no expectations and see how things go.

As for the guy with the girlfriend I found on MySpace, I finally got to bust him. He and his work buddies had a break while driving around, so they stopped by my building. I met them downstairs for about twenty minutes. No big deal.

A couple weeks before, I mailed him a picture through the MySpace messaging system, and said that his girlfriend must be proud. In front of his friends, he asked me when I was going to mention that I’d come across him on MySpace page. I took that opportunity to handle myself with humor and grace and question him when he was going to mention that he had a girlfriend.

His buddies laughed. He laughed. And I continued about how I found out, and that I even saw pictures of them on vacation together. From the peanut gallery:

“She writes computer manuals for a living. You’re lucky you can read! Of course you got busted on the Internet!”

Gotta love that.

I’m still getting phone calls, but I expect them to end soon, when it’s abundantly clear that he really and truly is never gonna get it.

After all, I have someone else in my thoughts these days...

Happy Wednesday, all. May you each get a little flutter in your belly.