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I keep swearing I'm going to get to the Texas State Fair. It's one of the last of the great state fairs and I love state fairs.
Should i be slightly wierded out if i'm planning to meet someone from match.com and he suggests meeting at a Cold Stone Creamery?
Perhaps he's come up with a compatibility test based on type and number of mix-ins.
I don't think there's anything remotely weird about Cold Stone Creamery. His thought you might find it weird is weird, but it's pretty much like meeting at Starbuck's, isn't it?
it's pretty much like meeting at Starbuck's
With jimmies!
Something about Cold Stone Creamery Man made the *Caution* lights come on in my brain. I don't know why.
With jimmies!
Don't party without a party hat?
It's only this bit that makes me raise my eyebrows:
I am guessing you haven't been to one.
Like, really? Aren't they kind of everywhere?
But if he seems cool otherwise, I don't see anything wrong with saying "Unfortunately I'm lactose intolerant and can't enjoy ice cream! How about [place erin actually wants to go] instead?"
Something about Cold Stone Creamery Man made the *Caution* lights come on in my brain. I don't know why.
I can see his explanation of the place setting off some bells. I feel like it would be like someone telling me, "Let's meet at Whole Foods, it's an organic grocery store, but many of them have cafes in them where you can get prepared foods or hit the salad bar." Like I'd never have heard of this offbeat place if they hadn't described it to me.
I don't think that it's weird, he was probably trying to think of an interesting place for a date that wasn't coffee. Of course, your being lactose intolerant makes is a bad place for a date, and you should tell him that. If he says "oh, you could have a smoothie", then he's using you to get ice cream.
I are not deaded. Although the two-day migraine is making me feel like I am. This is not unrelated to the three-days-and-counting of torrential rain we're having. We go off to the Greenbelt festival tomorrow. We've got a campervan to sleep in. It still needs to stop raining.
Hello, Bitches!
Have a Day, Barb. Hope it's a good 'un!