Got my Foodie-buddy back!

Well, I got him for tonight, anyway. Remember a few months back, I was hanging almost every Friday with one of my riding buddies? Well, he's usually got Friday nights off, but not tonight. We were going to ride and get some dinner after work, but since he works later, it'll be just dinner.

That's fine with me. Been wanting to hang with him again, and it's nice that we get to do that tonight.

The rest of the gang is planning some kind of after-work activity somewhere in town. I guess, depending where we end up for dinner tonight, we may or may not join up with them. Though ... I selfishly want to have him all to myself. 

Yes, I still like him ... just a little bit. He's great company, always lots of fun ... playing around and joking like we've been friends forever. He likes me, too, but there's that one factor that we ride together. Kind of makes anything more than friends "off limits." No biggie ... I still enjoy his company, and flirting is always fun. Not to mention, he's still seeing someone. YIKES! 

Anyway ... work is almost done. I absolutely can't wait until I can all it quits for today! But, before I go, I want to share a little story that just popped into my head ...

Last night, just after I got home, I get a text from Asshat-penis guy. You know, the one that sent me a picture of his junk after knowing each other for less than 20 minutes?? Yeah, him. 
So, his text reads "wine under the full moon on the beach?" Sounds nice, right? So, that's the reply I sent. Apparently, dude thought we had made plans for the night, and was wondering when I would show up. I text my apologies since I wasn't going to make it. No sitter since I wasn't planning on going out with him in the first place.

Don't get me wrong, dude is HOT and he's got a really nice voice, but I CAN'T STAND him. He's got this winner of a PUSHY personality and it makes me want to strangle him. He's impatient and persistent as hell. After getting upset with me because I didn't tell him earlier that I couldn't make it for the night, he calls me. I mean, WTF?? I don't want to talk to this guy, yet he calls several times in a row. Then leaves a looooong-winded message about how he was trying to figure out what happened to make our night a bust, AND about how he knows he's the "asshole" in the situation. Well, to me, if you know you're being the asshole, STOP calling me! 

I was SO close to blocking his number. 

So, I get to work this morning, and guess who calls ... then texts?? Yup, Asshat-penis guy! If we ever do meet, it will be interesting to see if he can turn my bad impression of him into a good one. Good luck with that! 

Now, I'm off! Dinner and some good company. Later ... xoxo