Happy New Year, or, Things I Sawr in San Francisco

On the street, on New Year's Day, a conversation between two couples of friends, upon a chance meeting:

Male 1: Hey Jamie, I'm surprised to see you!

Jamie: Oh? HELL-ooh! Jim, I like, TOT-ally forGOT you existed? Oh.MY.God.! OH! Yeaah... you emailed me? And I like, NEV-ver replied. Like wow. This is my friend SaraH?

A literal thousand dogs, all cute and cuddly, waiting for me to abscond with one or two of them to take home.... awwww.

Lots of vacant-eye'd people, folks with babies who don't pay them attention and then turn their attention from you when you make faces at the little poppetts and then they laugh with glee.

Everyone wearing a sleeveless, black "Northface (tm)" vest. Remind me to NEV-ver buy one? A-kay, Kim-BER? Cuz I'd, like TOT-ally HATE to look or sound like EVrey one else, a-KAY?

The lady in Gap didn't really appreciate me and LaMar laughing together in the fitting room whilst trying on jeans. Seriously! I was just, like, sitting there on the bench, right? And then Oh.My.GOD! You wouldn't be-LIEVE it? He tried on JEANS! LaMar, in Jeans? Sacrilege! And then, she like, TOT-ally gave us the look of death? when we walked out of the room, right? And then we were just like "a-Kay?", right? And she was like "whatEVer" and we were like "Fine" and then we walked away.

I'm sure she was hella jealous.... :-)

Dorothy the Hard-Case

So I met Red online, we chatted for weeks, and ended up having coffee this past Monday. We hit it off and have many things in common. But he's got mega-major drama, including the fact that he lives 2-hours away, with his ex (he claims he's sleeping on the sofa).

I didn't hear from him all week, so I guessed that he was gone. But he popped back up this morning, acting all coy and goofy and cute.

This is our Text-conversation from moments ago:

Red: Hey cutie
Dorothy: Hey there... haven't seen you around here for a while.... get your phone fixed?
Red: No. Just had a lot going on sweetie. Missed you
Dorothy: Really? Sorry to hear that. Was afraid I totally frightened you at coffee and you ran for the hills Not really :-) Everything ok? I mean I was sorry to hear stuff was going on. (I'm a little flaky today - tired from staying up too late with my guitar!!)
Red: Lol im ok. No i didnt run. Lol i like you
Dorothy: (blushing)

Here's where it got funky....

Red: Kisses
Dorothy: Hey! Easy there, Tex... take it nice&slow. Aren't you still living with your ex?
Red: Yes. But a kiss is harmless right? Lol
Dorothy: Not until you have your own address. I'm not that kind of girl *at all* . I take no b.s.... not even from admirers.
Dorothy: Don't get me wrong - I like you. But I've been there and refuse to get entangled into something I have the ability not to.
Red: Fair nuff
Red: I understand and admire that
Dorothy: Very Good Red. I'm happy to hear that. Take your time, do things right, don't be a stranger, but keep your hands to yourself until it's right.
Red: Deal

I am convinced that I handled this properly, and that it is not too much to expect a man to move out of his ex's house, after they break up (there's a thing with his kids, their schooling, some other crap probably monetary... but I stand firm).

Give me some love people... did I do the right thing?

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