OK, so yesterday I mentioned that in one week I got three e-mails, from three different gentlemen who seemed to be expressing some interest in lil' ole me (and me lil' ole vagina). Metaphorically speaking, of course, the three e-mails make up a thunderstorm which is drenching my otherwise dry spell. Of course, the refrain, "when it rains it pours" doesn't really work. It's more like "when it rains, there are three drops of rain. But when you're living in a desert, three drops feel like pouring rain." The second rain drop was someone I had met at a party a few weeks ago (yeah, I should have told you about him when I met him. I'm sorry readers.) Anyhoo, he wrote me an e-mail which revealed that he had done some research about me. That's always flattering and promising. He made slightly less vague suggestions of hanging out than Rain Drop #1. So I've written #2 back as well. I'm not going to make any overtures towards concretizing plans. A Rules Girl never takes the initiative. I mean, I joke, but I'm also serious. I've taken the initiative too many times. It's time to ditz-out a little. Again, kinda joking, kinda serious. I'm pretty un-ditzy so when I ditz-out it's fine. I just gotta protect myself. You know, mang? I will keep yous guys posted.
For now, enjoy this amazing rain scene in Four Weddings and A Funeral, which includes the best rain-related diologue ever.
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