Bang Bang.

Motherfucker stood me up.

Mr. One-Night-Stand asked me today if I wanted to skype video chat and of course I said "yes" -- just another way for me to keep busy until Mr. Date decides that he remembers I exist.

Showered with yogurt in hand, I was ready to chat away and after he tells me we'll chat it up in a few, he gets offline without so much as a peep.

I read & heard that if someone is really into you, they'll do whatever they have to, to make sure you know they are thinking about you. I think Mr. Date often forgets this and the One-Night-Stand Man just isn't into me: the personality, just me: ass & titties.

Off to bed. Nothing like a workout and a little sweat to cure the thinking.

Adieu.

xoxo

Le Petit Coquette