"The Date"
Okay, so the most highly anticipated date of the year is over. I arrived home at 11:30 with a bit too much wine in my system.
For me to go into great detail about the date would consume way too much livejournal time. However, I will give you the jest...and the clues that led me to believe that this man was not for me.
Okay, upon arrival to my house (i was nervous), I got into his car. I looked down because he picked up this huge wad of money...then he put it back down, then he picked it up again, then he put it back down, then he picked it up again. Should I have said, "yes, I DO notice that you are holding a huge wad of money...and NO that does not impress me." He was also playing very loud rap (eek).
We go eat. It was good, he was nice, he paid. He also informed me of his religous beliefs...which were I don't really know. I think he was just kind of new age. Then I felt like he was trying to make me feel like I didn't want to go to church. I'm like...well, I do want to go to church.
He liked to talk alot about tennis, and how the pool mom mafia loves him. Although, he did not refer to them as such.
Each time I tried to respond, or say anything he would interupt me! I don't think he was too interested in what I had to say.
He informed me 24 times that he was moving to vinings in a HUGE two bedroom apartment. He also informed me that Bannana Republic was shut down at Town Center because no one would shop there...but that in VININGS they just can't keep the clothes in stock. ( he also informed me that this was his favorite place to shop....gag me with anything please).
He asked me where I like to buy my clothes...I told him Target. Heehee. After I said that he said , oh yea...but i only buy my clothes on sale. yea right richy rich.
Okay, don't get me wrong. I'm all about having money and being able to live. I just don't like someone flaunting it or using it to impress me. It just doesn't impress me. Money is money. Okay....I'm lookin for love...not money.
For a detailed recap of my entire date you can reach me at 678-665-1265. I'm also known to be at starbucks...starbucks Dallas Hwy. Stop by anytime. Wait a minute....all my friends DOOO work at starbucks. Put on your headset..we'll be talkin.
Tomorrow is a new day. School, and construction site. God help us all. Group prayer for the people now....
For me to go into great detail about the date would consume way too much livejournal time. However, I will give you the jest...and the clues that led me to believe that this man was not for me.
Okay, upon arrival to my house (i was nervous), I got into his car. I looked down because he picked up this huge wad of money...then he put it back down, then he picked it up again, then he put it back down, then he picked it up again. Should I have said, "yes, I DO notice that you are holding a huge wad of money...and NO that does not impress me." He was also playing very loud rap (eek).
We go eat. It was good, he was nice, he paid. He also informed me of his religous beliefs...which were I don't really know. I think he was just kind of new age. Then I felt like he was trying to make me feel like I didn't want to go to church. I'm like...well, I do want to go to church.
He liked to talk alot about tennis, and how the pool mom mafia loves him. Although, he did not refer to them as such.
Each time I tried to respond, or say anything he would interupt me! I don't think he was too interested in what I had to say.
He informed me 24 times that he was moving to vinings in a HUGE two bedroom apartment. He also informed me that Bannana Republic was shut down at Town Center because no one would shop there...but that in VININGS they just can't keep the clothes in stock. ( he also informed me that this was his favorite place to shop....gag me with anything please).
He asked me where I like to buy my clothes...I told him Target. Heehee. After I said that he said , oh yea...but i only buy my clothes on sale. yea right richy rich.
Okay, don't get me wrong. I'm all about having money and being able to live. I just don't like someone flaunting it or using it to impress me. It just doesn't impress me. Money is money. Okay....I'm lookin for love...not money.
For a detailed recap of my entire date you can reach me at 678-665-1265. I'm also known to be at starbucks...starbucks Dallas Hwy. Stop by anytime. Wait a minute....all my friends DOOO work at starbucks. Put on your headset..we'll be talkin.
Tomorrow is a new day. School, and construction site. God help us all. Group prayer for the people now....