For those of you keeping score:
The very nice man I was going to meet tonight called to firm up our plans, and had experienced a hellish day at work. He beats computers for a living at a Major Medical Facility that makes Podunk Memorial look like a cemetary. He was so sweet, saying "I really want to take you out, but can we please go tomorrow?" So, I get to spend more time now refiguring out the clothing, jewelry ratio. You think I'm kidding? Ask Celtic Rose, we had a 20 minute phone conversation regarding which of my necklaces went best with my red sweater. Its supposed to be warm tomorrow, and I have the perfect green shirt. . .
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