Sunday, January 06, 2008

Wish me luck... again. Current mood: nervous

Okay. Call me crazy. Twice.

I said yes to one final Match left-over who started emailing me again. What I can say for him is that he's persistent. I said no to meeting him more than once, but there's a degree of intelligence he possesses that, at least in email conversation, is attractive.

There's sort of a prob. See, I want to look up. And I actually do like wearing heels.

He's 5'8".

While I find him witty, I'm afraid my brain won't be able to convince my eyes to overlook the height factor. I'd have to slump on a regular basis. (And many of you know my new year's resolution is to work on better posture.)

OMG. Do I sound completely shallow or what? I go back and read that paragraph and think, "What a little beeatch." Could be a great guy.

He's a writer for Disney and his birthday is the day after mine! Conicidink.

A bit more about him... He loves themed parties, his favorite Disney ride is Dumbo, he never misuses semi-colons and he stated once that he was jealous of a friend who found adult-sized feety pajamas.

Wait - do you think he might be gay?

Wish me luck... again.