Lies

My Match.com pursuits continue, even in my invalid state. So I got an email from a guy before the surgery and replied once, then not until after the surgery. It was like 2 weeks. I lied, and said I'd been out of town. I should have just not said anything, because he replied right back and asked where I was. God. I have no idea what I'm going to say. And to top it off, he wants to talk on the phone. NOT GOING TO HAPPEN when I'm at my parents' house. This should be fun.

On the other hand, I'm not even sure if I want to talk to this guy. It's not because of the mistake in this sentence from his email: What are you're plans for the weekend? I've learned, I should be a little relaxed when it comes to grammar. And it's not because of the randomly capitalized words throughout the email, or the utter disregard for periods. It's because he answered a question, it seemed, the way he thought he should answer it, rather than a real answer. Well, I'll probably call him, since my 35th birthday is coming up and the door isn't being broken down with all the suitors. In the olden days, I'd be labeled a spinster. Now, it's not a big deal to be 34 and unmarried. It isn't my ideal situation. I'm trying to change it (halfheartedly, I think, because I really don't like online dating). You know who's cute.. the lead singer of Augustana (second pic, second guy from the left). Anyone know anyone who looks like him? In my hometown? Or, within 50 miles of my hometown (my Match preference)? Ok, that's just not possible. I'm avoiding listing my hometown's name because I don't want to show up in the blog roundup in the local weekly paper. Though, not to be snobby, but I think my blog postings are way more interesting than any of the ones they put in their paper.