Well, so much for that.
It's been 5 days not hearing from Mr. Twitter. From 5 text messages a day asking me how I was and how things were going, to nothing. After calls on my part, no return calls...
AND he's been hunting around on the online site that we met on. So obviously there's something up.
Meh.
Pfft.
Whatever.
Life goes on.
All I know is that it's not me. I'm a catch. And that's not me being conceited. It's the truth. I'm a good guy.
Okay, now, I wonder who'll be next? Scott Kleeb? Jake G? Skeet Ulrich?
