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.)

P-C, maybe she's sitting at her computer, freaking out about how this cool guy emailed her and she doesn't know what to say. Maybe she's doing laundry. Maybe she's on an internet blackout while the Olympics are airing. Maybe she had to get online to squee to all of her internet friends.

P.-C., it takes me at least a day to compose a reply that doesn't make me feel like I'm either the biggest neediest loser on the planet, or a total nutball. She could be rewriting her reply to make sure she doesn't put you off. Or, maybe she hasn't read her email yet.

No response after three hours. MAYBE SHE HATES ME. (That is my default reaction to no response, don't worry.)

Ha. I had the same reaction to no responding text from Z today. Turns out he took a nap that lasted six hours, because he still has jet lag. I'm waiting again, but I'm guessing now it's because the Saints game is still on. I think.

On a related note, Nora, are you up? He can't make tomorrow, I'm asking about Tuesday... would that work for y'all? How long do fresh shrimp keep? eta he can do Tuesday. Tomorrow he's hanging with Chef Mars from LA Bistro (!!).

Tuesday works, not sure about the shrimp one way or the other... I bet they'll be OK though.

Still Tasty says 1 - 2 days? If it really did come off the boat, I think it should still be good. Or we can proceed as planned tomorrow and y'all can meet Z another time.

Man, I participated in social cooking and eating four times this weekend! Twice at Z's friends' houses, my monthly brunch at a friend's, and once at mine. And will soon again at Nora and Tom's!! I love it so. I don't like cooking alone, really. I'm glad Z likes to cook.

Nora, we did make the frittata and it was delightful, good call. But now I'm out of eggs! I knew I should have bought some yard eggs today.

No response after three hours. MAYBE SHE HATES ME.

Probably her yogurt machine exploded and she's been fighting yogurt monsters all day. That can really take it out of a person.