Welcome to the madness of my 43things. lol. If you read previous entries you get the detailed version, but heres the short of it. I see a cute girl, to nervous to say anything I alternatively introduce myself to her with note. Texts me the next day. Text back. Four hour phone call that night. Weird “date next day. Seems totally disinterested in me. Reluctant to call, I text her that night. She call, to me sounds annoyed. Dosconnect after about 2min. nothing for 4 days. lol. and it took me 3 or 4 previous enties just to say that. you’re now caught up.

Even though it wasn’t the “pleasure” it certainly wasn’t agony. I think excitement and uncertainty are better terms. I never felt an ounce of pain over this girl. (actually I rarely ever feel true pain anymore) The fog of fumbling over her was joyful. lol, I liken it to driving recently. I was on my way to pick my brother up from work at about 12:30AM and the fog is thick. I was on the interstate going about 70mph. Just for the experience, I turned off my lights and drove in the dense fog with no illumination for about 20 seconds. That may not seem like a long time, but try it, it was an eternity. But it was also very fun, terrifying, but fun. That similar to things with this girl, I have no illumination through her fog. However, I care no longer. I made the last attempt. I did eventually call her, left her a message. If she wants to talk I’ll be here, but I’m not holding my breath. It was fun being excited over her. Now I’ll be excited over someone new. Maybe the next person will be a darker night or a denser fog.