single drama

okay. so. yeah. uh huh.

sorry, just getting warmed up.

in the last few months, for the most part, i have avoided reporting on my love life for various reasons, but lately, i find myself so entertained that i simply can't not share.

a couple of weeks ago, i received a 'friend request' from a guy on one of my mormon sites. this particular site is not solely a dating site, but theoretically serves the purpose of reconnecting with old friends. e.g., you can search by schools, wards, etc. however, a large majority of its members do use the site for dating purposes (though 95% of the time, that description does not include me).

it took me about .1 second to realize that i had never spoken with this guy before. believe me, i would have remembered. the guy is, to make a gross understatement, gorgeous. he's 6' 7", dark curly hair, great eyes, great teeth, has pics up of him holding babies, blah, blah, blah.

in looking at his profile, the first thing that really irritated me was that he had 193 'friends'. personally, i take great pride in the fact that while i may only have 87 friends, the 87 i do have, are actually people i know. i do not request, nor accept requests from people i don't know.

in addition, of his 193 friends roughly 190 of them are single females. whereas, of my 87, there are men, women, single, married, in relationships, etc. which, frankly, is how i think it should be.

his request must have come at a particularly sarcastic time for me, or at the very least, sparked my saltiness, and the following dialogue ensued via email:


me: I must admit to wondering why an attractive guy who says he really wants to get married would invite a girl to be his 'friend' before saying hello to her, and why that same attractive guy has so many girl 'friends' but no girlfriend...

qf: i don't know 99% of those people. i just add random people cuz they seem interesting, cute, inteeligent, spiritual, and/or sexy. i'll let you pick which ones you want to be :) i would say all of the above though. and thanks for the compliment. i never wanted to get married before, now my accountant says i need to!!! kidding... my day has come i think. we'll see.

(note: oh how i love it when someone misspells intelligent. i realize my spelling--or rather my typing--is sometimes imperfect, but intelligent? come on! the irony is too rich!)

me: I think you made my point.

qf: really, i'm not trouble. so, have you ever been to elk grove, and when are you coming back?

me: (no response)


imagine my surprise when today, i received the following email:


qf: guess who's gonna be in d.c. this weekend?! yep, me!!!

me: Uh Oh! Trouble is comin' to my town!

qf: maybe after i come and go without burning the place down you'll finally be my friend!

me: i think we have different definitions of 'friend'... i've met all mine

qf: maybe we'll meet this weekend

me: (no response)


i have two major complaints:

1) are you kidding me with this? and
2) are you kidding me with this?

okay really, they are:

1) i am so sick of men wanting what they can't have. or maybe i need to practice being a bigger b%*c#. but then again, then they'd want me even more? i think i'm screwed. and,

2) um hello passive aggressive, aka, number 1 pet peeve. at least if you are diggin' the b%*c# routine, which in his case is not a 'routine', have the cajones to actually try and schedule a meeting. don't play like you just dropped me a note about your being in town because you thought it would make for intellectually stimulating conversation.

at any rate, bottom line is, i WON'T be in town this weekend, and even if i was. are you kidding me with this?