Internet dating. That first flush of excitement when you start exchanging e-mails with someone who sounds like they might be fun. You live close to each other, you like their picture, they like yours. You realise your interests are similar, you want similar things out of life, and you make each other laugh. So you suggest, tentatively, maybe meeting up for real, at some point over the weekend.
And you race home from work, hoping that their next e-mail is right there in your inbox, that they have been thinking about you all day the same way you have been thinking about how they might have replied ...
and nothing. Nil, nada. Not even an update on facebook. Bah.
And you race home from work, hoping that their next e-mail is right there in your inbox, that they have been thinking about you all day the same way you have been thinking about how they might have replied ...
and nothing. Nil, nada. Not even an update on facebook. Bah.
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