Philly

 Doug and Jen invited me to go to Philly for the weekend.  The last time we went we were in search of the worlds best pork sandwich.  It was closed. 

So we are trying it again in a few weeks.  Only this time, we invited Eddie to come with us.

I smell a set up.

Here's the thing.  I adore Eddie.  We are very easy with each other, like we've been a couple for decades.  But we aren't.  We  talk to each other once in a while, text each other disgusting jokes occasionally, and always gravitate towards each other when the whole group is together.

Eddie is easy.

So away we four (not our usual 3) will go for a long weekend.  And then we come back to our normal lives.

There's no one to piss off.  He's single, i'm single.  So for now, it works. 

He knows me.  He's seen and heard about the guys i date and how it ends up.  He probably thinks i'm insane.  He is probably also entertained by my stories. 

Anyways - Mr. FB never contacted me again after our telephone conversation Tuesday night.  I don't expect to, because if he was still interested he would have reached out regarding details for todays lunch date. 

What makes a man reach out to a stranger, ask her out, and then flake out?  Shrug.  

I have to wonder what kind of energy i'm putting out to attract flakey men.  Oh well.  More time for me.