What happened with the soulmate?
Kalle
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She ended up regretting the drunken five-some.
Maybe he’s just conserving his chi.
She “doesn’t have time to date right now”. Haven’t heard that one before.
That sucks. What the hell was she doing on a dating site?
My sympathies, ElG. It’s always a bummer when someone brushes you off (assuming that’s the case) with platitudes as though you aren’t worth the effort. :(
“Soulmate” is the female equivalent to men’s “I’ll call you”: utter bullshit and lip-service. It is a word without meaning.
And yet, ElGuapo knew who I was talking about, so the word achieved its purpose.
Which is to say: read more, post less.
Wow, I think Shadarr just “lurk moar”'d someone… and I approved. Well done, sir.
I have had a hard time figuring out how to contribute to this wondrous thread, and I think I have a good one. Here goes.
Sunday night, I sent the following text message to the chica:
“Our association is at its end.”
I then turned my phone off for the next four hours. I turned it on to immediately receive 3 text messages and two voicemails, all of which I deemed insufficient cause for an immediate resumption of communication.
Fast forward 3 days with no further contact. I send the following text message today at 16:30:
“You may speak to me tonight from seven thirty until ten. You make the call.”
So. I already know the result, as it’s a quarter to midnight where I am. At 7pm, I had set up a betting pool with my friends as to when (or if) chica would respond.
I’d love to actually let you Internet people make your bets as well, but that would clearly be impractical at this point! (And of course it goes without saying, not very interesting to many of you still reading this post.) So this would just be for fun if any of you care to make any guesses, or any other comments at this point. I would welcome any and all.
I’ll tell more of the story later, but it too will be heavily redacted and not very coherent to anyone who doesn’t know critical details, but this being the Internet, and another person involved, I can’t really say too much, because that would be quite rude.
I apologize to any who feel I’m not welcome in this thread.
What in the goddamn fucking hell are you shitheads talking about?
I’m putting you down for “did not call.” Is that right?
Well, we have a side bet on who’s the biggest dick in this thread, and I think you’ve pulled ahead with your story. Are you Dwight Schrute?
That’s two more for “did not call,” am I getting this right? I want to be precise.
I don’t care. I just think you’re a jackass, assuming there’s any truth to what you’re saying. Coming in and going on about how you want to contribute to this thread, telling a story practically in code about how awesome you are and how you’re communicating like you’re about to go to a board meeting, and making things as dense as possible. I’m with Jerri and Kong on this one. No one cares.
Can we change his name to Jackhole already? That’s what it is in my mind every time I read one of his posts, anyway.
Jackdaw’s story is much better if you imagine each line punctuated by Eddie Izzard saying “…in my mind”
Well, it was my intention to not share any details that are not mine to share. I wanted to tell as much of the story as is mine to tell; sadly it’s not that much.
I had thought that there was enough there to hold some interest, but it certainly doesn’t look that way.
Does it put it in better context to mention that I met this person through the use of the Internet? In spite of your objections to my content, I am on topic.
