I met this guy. It's a good story; one that I would gladly retell in person, but may be too loaded to share on this ever exposing interweb upon which I write.
So I'll just tell you that we met while both exploring; finding ourselves in a similar predicament.
We had fun; it was rad to meet someone who was seemingly as adventurous as I, that was interesting and easy to talk to. The banter was delicious.
But then you know what's not fun? Being bombarded afterward. Dude, dont hound me. I dont want to hear what you had for lunch, what you think about crop circles, or that you could be on a flight over in an hour. creeper.
where was the slight elusiveness and mystery?! Geez, I know girls complain about players who mess with your mind....but this girl needs you to play the game at least a little. No one likes a guy who has to drag a huge cool card around, but just keep a small one in your wallet?
oh the love game. si difficile. pic source
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