Jesus H. Seems like every time I meet a nice guy, it is like ... GAH. I better not even SAY it here. I am rather tired of interference, suffice it to say.

And that will have to do for now. I am trying to act like an adult about it all, unlike the nutty gal who called me out the other night.

I don't fight over men, nor do I make them CHOOSE. That is straight out of my high school memoirs. and while I sort of appreciated remotely, the trip down Memory Lane, I am glad it was a very very quick trip.