Heh.
Hey, she just sent out the contact list!
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Heh.
Hey, she just sent out the contact list!
Hey, she just sent out the contact list!
Cool! Ask her if she wants to get Bi-Rite, or something next weekend.
Don't tell her she's Princess Dobbycry. Not yet anyway.
Girls. Apparently it's still on the guy, even in 2012.
Oh, for fuck's sake. Woman up, chicks. @@
Oh, for fuck's sake. Woman up, chicks. @@
Seconded.
Don't tell her she's Princess Dobbycry. Not yet anyway.
Now I have this image of P-C presenting her with a sock with a note attached saying "If you love someone, set them free".
Oh, for fuck's sake. Woman up, chicks. @@
Seconded. I think I've mentioned before, Biyi was the one who approached me when we were online dating.
Of course, now you have her number anyway. So that's nice.
Actually, she didn't send out numbers, just e-mail addresses. But I will drop her a re-introductory line and test the waters before jumping to asking things.
Now I have this image of P-C presenting her with a sock with a note attached saying "If you love someone, set them free".
Ahahaha.
I sent Z (current guy) the first message. I message guys first all. the. time.
Yeah, I was the one who messaged M first. Plenty of women don't mind making the first move. And good on you, P-C! I'm glad you went, and you got to spend some time talking with someone. Maybe you made a friend, maybe more, maybe nothing will come of it, but it's all good practice. ...Which I realize I hated people saying to me when I was single and despairing of my love life, but what do you know, it turned out to be true. Anyway, I hope you go to the next one (it'll be free, after all!).
Hey, she just sent out the contact list!
Look at that! Definitely e-mail her back, low-key, reintroduce yourself, mention the games or whatnot, see what transpires.
Anyway, I hope you go to the next one (it'll be free, after all!).
Also this. Unless you marry Princess Dobbycry in the interim. Which could happen. And I'd like an invitation.
Look at that! Definitely e-mail her back, low-key, reintroduce yourself, mention the games or whatnot, see what transpires.
I e-mailed back (the science/history thing is a reference to the Nerd Bingo):
Hey, [Princess Dobbycry]! It was great to meet you last night, and I enjoyed the (too) little time we had together. I hope you didn’t come home to a kitchen full of exploding yogurt or something. I’m still not quite sure how a yogurt machine works, but I am sure it involves a science- or history-related field.
What have you been up to today? Anything exciting? (I haven’t been doing anything particularly interesting besides doing the dishes, folding laundry, reading and writing about comics, and waiting for Breaking Bad, so you have a low bar to beat.)
No response after three hours. MAYBE SHE HATES ME. (That is my default reaction to no response, don't worry.)