So for anyone who is reading my journals, I am sorry I ever mentioned the coffee shop guy. What a mistake that was. We went out for coffee, we talked for hours - he seemed really nice. So we talked a few times on the phone and then, I came down with a cold on a day we were suppose to go out! He offered, instead, to bring me over some chicken noodle soup and sit and watch tv with me - I thought to myself - wow, this guy is pretty nice, so I said yes, come over!

Well, from the minute the guy was in my house to the minute I kicked his a** out, he was all over me! Literally. Now I am not frigid (do people still use that word) but I am also not one of those girls that will jump right into bed with someone. So when he realised that he wasn't 'getting any' after I asked him to leave, the guy stopped being interested - at all! Seriously, what sort of guy bails when, on the second date, there's no chance of sex. Shows me what type of character he is but still, how depressing is that?

Oh well, it's his loss right?