So, I went out with Greg over a month ago, right? We played Boggle. I didn't write much about it because I thought he might be lurking somewhere out there in Inter-space (like outer space, but with more porn), reading my blog. But I wasn't sure. Two weeks went by without a word. Then one day he struck up a casual gmail chat conversation. Pleasantries were exchanged. Then two more weeks went by. Then another gmail chat. And, well, it appears he may be trying to tell me something. But again, I'm not sure. What do you think?
Gregory: hey ray way
me: heya. what's up?
Gregory: just got home. engineering sucks. how are you today?
me: i'm doing ok
Gregory: uh oh, phone call
Gregory: i'm back
Gregory: so anyway, my verbalistic friend
me: how's that?
Gregory: you like words
(Wait, you know I like words because we played Boggle, or because you're reading my blog?)
Gregory: you're very expressive
(Oh my god, he's totally onto me!)
Gregory: facial expressions. am i right?
(Ok, so maybe he's not onto me?)
me: i am? i wouldn't know
Gregory: i think that you have a lovely presence
(Also, hitting on me?)
me: well thanks. you do too
Gregory: we both do. i think that your slim figure and height add to it
Gregory: yes. ahh
So, is he onto me? Am I just paranoid? (But it's not paranoia if they really are out to get me!) And what possesses a guy to by turns ignore you, hit on you, and still not ask you out on a proper date?
Speak now or forever hold your peace!!!!!!
*Totally just kidding. We all know I'm much too lazy for that.