Apparently he's been really busy and has strep throat, so he's been sick recently and he lost track of whether we were going to lunch or dinner. He texted me around four the other afternoon asking if I was ready for dinner. I texted back, "You mean lunch?"
He wanted to know why I didn't call him. I pointed out that he'd said he was going to call me, so I assumed he was too busy to talk, much less have lunch. Anyhoo, we resolved it and ate dinner together and I went on my eight o'clock date and the dude was boring and talked like this girl I knew in college who always reminded me of a rabbit.
He got a handshake at the end of the date.
2:56 p.m. - 2007-02-16
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