Wally report. I've emailed the actuarial student, and she's read it. I figure I have the inside running; she has an exam coming up, and so the only dates she can manage are study dates. Her exam is in stochastic modelling; guess what I was doing in Philadelphia for four years?
I like her profile, she demanded of anyone who contacted her that they give at least one good reason for doing so (her looks don't count as a good reason). I did note that I thought this was a great way of getting compliments, but actually I'm reasonably impressed that she has a strong sense of self-worth. (Of course, I'm not chopped liver, so I asked her for the same in return. Helping her with her exam isn't a good reason. Nor is "You started it", though it'd make me laugh.)
In addition, I got back to a woman who emailed me last week, suggested we meet up sometime. It'll have to be after this weekend though, because of my nephew's birthday. I also have to send a reply to one grooveytoosh, the quality of whose toosh I have as yet been unable to confirm, as she doesn't have a picture up. And there's another woman who's been trying to call me for a few days, I sent her an email suggesting she give me her number instead. Though really, it's actuarial student about whom I have the best feeling right now.
Aside from contacts already on the go, I think I'll leave things until I'm back from Canberra. Oh, except I've signed up for another speed dating event on the 24th (this one's free, because I participated in one of their surveys). But that's it. I swear.
Oh, by the way, I got an email from a woman who's just moved down from Sydney, and is looking for a booty call within her area code. It's pretty clearly a mass email (it starts off 'Hey guy'), but was still not at all what I expected to find in my inbox.