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hello, is it me you're looking for?

 I forgot what i nicknamed this guy when i went on a few dates with him over the summer....I know I thought he was flakey, and that there was a lot going on in the background.  He could never make an actual date, everything was very last minute and contingent on a lot of things......I lost interest quickly.

Blonde hair, nice bike, house....all the trappings.  He's back, insistantly back.  I'm talking with him, but not expecting much by way of actually dating.  He said his medication made him inconsistent while he was seeing me and he didn't want to say that.  

Everyone is on medication for depression and anxiety.  What does that tell you?

I hit him with some direct questions, one of them being "whats changed that you think it will work this time?"  and that was the answer i got.  

I get the sneaking suspicion he is looking for someone to share the mortgage with.  Am i cynical?  perhaps.  But it's on my radar.

So lets see how that develops.  

Tonight i have dinner with Mr. Jersey.  I'm looking forward to meeting him in person, finally.  He is staying at a hotel in town so there's no rush.  It will be nice to go out and have good conversation with a good looking and pulled together male.  

Don't get me wrong, i date good looking guys all the time.  Mr. Jersey just has a nice sense of fashion and exudes sexuality without being too much.  This is going to be fun.

Friday i go to see Mr. Muscian play acoustic ...he invited me to go and i am.  Lets see if i get the same attention i got Saturday night when i was with a bunch of hot ladies.  I don't know why i'm going, other than to get out of the house.  His situation is not dateable.  

Not bad for an old lady.  Three men lined up and only one is actually dateable, and even that is questionable.  I'm keeping an open mind.  At our age we've been through stuff.  

One is the lonliest number that you'll ever see. 


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