Sorry, Jo. No good news. I got stood up. Sort of.
Pitbull and I were supposed to get a drink Sunday night. He'd asked me, so I figured I'd wait for him to let be know the when and where. 5:00 -- nothing. 6:30 -- still nothing. 7:00, I put on my jammies and started an episode of Sherlock. 7:54, I got a text from Pitbull, and he acted as if we hadn't decided to see each other that very night. It was weird. I'm over it. Even if he's interested, it seems clear that we're totally incompatible.
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Jo
7/1/2014 10:23:57 am
Well he sucks!
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