Mr. Bangor is officially the biggest dick in the world (and he doesn't even have that big of a. . well, nevermind). Didn't offer to help me move (no problem, I'm into Rosie The Riveter type female thinking). Didn't offer to drop me off or pick me up at the airport. When I asked if I could make him dinner for his birthday, responded with yes, and then cancelled last minute. For some reason I'm still interested in him. I was talking to my ex about this yesterday, he told me that for no apparent reason women like assholes. And it is true. For some reason I put up with this shit. No longer. Deleted his number from my phone. Deleted that shit. Thinking of unfriending him on facebook. I know, that sounds harsh. But, well, he deserves it.
Mr. St. Louis texted me the other day. Nothing to write home about. I'll just let him wait.
Mr. Brooklyn is busy working, but hopefully we'll have dinner soon. He really is a funny guy, and that hair! Here's hoping he has some asshole tendencies to keep me interested ;-)
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