So, we've not met in the flesh yet, but have had some really long phone calls etc - get on like a house on fire, very in tune, etc.
Last week he had a horrendous time; his car was stolen and later found gutted and burned out, his brother broke up with the missus and turned up on his doorstep requiring emotional support and somewhere to stay, a couple of projects went awry at work messing up several deadlines, and to top it all off his mother couldn't look after his dogs so he couldn't come over to see me last Friday.
So since then he's been rather busy and really hard to get hold of. Understandable, yes?...................
Basically guys the point is I KNOW I should just chill.
And I KNOW there's no issue here at all really.
Just too many panic-synapses are firing and it's doing my head in. Grrrr.
Oh shurrup you, that's just cruel!Work drama = He's "with" his secretary!
Well thank **** for that, just got a text message, written in a really hurried way, saying there's massive drama at work, he's been in a constant meeting all day, and will ring as soon as possible.
Phew.
Sara relaxes.
Well thank **** for that, just got a text message, written in a really hurried way, saying there's massive drama at work, he's been in a constant meeting all day, and will ring as soon as possible.
Phew.
Sara relaxes.
Elliot: I can't take it, Carla! I cannot hide the crazy a minute longer! And the worst part is, Paul is this sweet, perfect guy who actually wants to take things slow with me, and I'm just this big mountain of cuckoo who's about to erupt and spew molten crazy all over him, and he's gonna die like this.
Carla: Calm down, Elliot. Do what I used to do - find people who don't even know Paul, and then just let it out in little bursts.
Dr. Kelso: Good afternoon, ladies!
Elliot: You know, when I was a kid, I got a sunburn like that and just peeled all the skin off, put it in a pile, and ate it.
Dr. Kelso: Good Lord!
Teehee!Oh god, imagine if you two get together and he says he wants to go out for a drink with the lads...![]()
Well thank **** for that, just got a text message, written in a really hurried way, saying there's massive drama at work, he's been in a constant meeting all day, and will ring as soon as possible.
Phew.
Sara relaxes.
Still doesn't mean he'll turn up though.
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Keep phoning until he picks up, he probably can't hear the phone.Then if he doesn't pick up loiter outside his house and graffiti i love you on his doors and windows![]()