radio silent

i don't mean to be radio silent on this here blog, but i currently have a wee bit of fear about, what you might call, being bit in the arse by this, here, blog.

you see, ever since we (and by we, i mean me and by me, i mean accidentally) decided that this blog would be a recap of my disasterous (is that even how you spell that word?) dating life, strange things have happened.

a suitor (mentioned in earlier posts) unexpectedly disappeared on me (again! another one) and suddenly i had the horror o' horrors that maybe he had somehow discovered this thing (although i seriously have no idea why or how he would've) and read my recaps about him and my other dates and that somehow explains his disappearance.

then, after a marathon phone call with one of my current interests, i had a dream that he had blogged about all of my faults in this same type of public forum and i found it and that was the end of that.

so, out of respect for my two current interests (one summer, one longer termish - did i really just say that?), i've been avoiding posting on this blog.

and, since apparently the only thing interesting that happens to me involves dating or not dating or waiting to be dating or potential dating the only other thing i could possibly report on would be the fact that i just somehow managed to dump my cup of coffee down my face and shirt this morning while taking a sip out of the cup. well that and the fact that an ancient suitor showed up via text over the weekend and my date non-date almost asked me to be his date to his brother's wedding until he realized i was going to be out of town so then awkwardly asked if he could be my intern instead. yep, so those things happened. maybe i am looking for a love slave - i should probably take his offer seriously.

oh, and apparently i love the parantheses today so that's also fun.

anyway, tune in next week when maybe i'll have something of merit to discuss. until then, enjoy the sun or rain or snow depending on your locale.