Guilty as Charged!

Once upon a time. No, I mean. I once dated a guy who was a writer. I wrote about it here, here, and here and probably in many other places.

I admit it. I wasn't the nicest guy. When we broke up I probably handled it wrong and I a still being reminded.

We spoke today for the first time in along time. The conversation went like this:

Writer Guy: Oh, you'll be pleased to know the men here are worth writing about.
Me: That's great. That should give you plenty of writing material.
Writer Guy: I am writing about my trial and errors with lovers and I am calling it "Traded". You should start thinking about who will play you in the film.


I probably deserve those jabs. I can be an ass at times.

Tell me about your worst break up? Where you the bad guy/girl?

Foot in My Mouth

In one of my previous post I mentioned I signed up for Match.com because I was depressed about my current relationship status. I met a guy, we really haven't talked much but we are getting to know each other. We will see where it goes.

Here is an excerpt of our conversation last night:

Him: I am sorry I didn't call you back yesterday. My mom and my aunt started calling me at 5 in the morning and I was tired.
Me: At 5 in the morning? Why? If anyone calls me that early somebody better be dead.
Him: Well...
Me: Oh, I am sorry.

Turns out his granfather died. I think I just lost all chances of getting together with that guy.