I shall hopefully, however, have tales to tell on Thursday, as tomorrow night, I have my date with The Marine. Which I'm not expecting much of - as I've said, I don't think I fancy him that much - but with any luck, I shall just have a pleasant evening and, perchance, a free dinner - what? I'm skint!
Speaking of freebies I don't have to pay back, I have thrown The Frenchman once and for all back in the pond. I wasn't particularly gagging to see him again - at least not on any actual interest-in-him-as-a-person level. I confess, it was mostly the accent and the body. Bad K. But anyway, after leaving it a while after the last message he sent me, I sent a breezy reply, just asking if he'd had a nice trip with work. Didn't even suggest meeting up. This was over a week ago. And I heard .... nothing. And we all know how much I enjoy men who can't even grow a pair of balls big enough to help them give a girl a polite 'thanks but no thanks'. Yes, yes, I know it's only a week, but I have no patience to mess around. Tant pis.
Anyway, I'm sure I had a point....oh yes, the freebies. Well, since I was broke on my date with The Frenchman too (I seriously need to start scheduling my dates closer after payday), he paid for dinner. I thanked him profusely and promised to repay the favour. And now I don't have to. Woohoo!!
...........although, conversely, this does mean he couldn't bear the thought of seeing me again, even if it meant getting a free meal...
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