What happens when...your most blog-worthy toad of December finds your blog?
Yes, you read that correct.
Everyone, wave hi to Antonio! A new member of our audience, and not by choice.
Mercury in retrograde REALLY wanted to stick it to me this time around so it was only fitting that Antonio stumble across the blog.
Isn't that just stellar?
No, I'm not going back to re-write the story and pretend I didn't care or did care or anything of the sorts. As you know, he was the most promising toad in Decembers bunch but as fate would have it....
Last night (prior to him finding LINARC), we decided to embark on life in the friendzone. Which was fine, if you've been paying attention, I've been pretty vocal about the fact that I don't want to tie myself down to anyone or anything at this moment because I am supremely confused about everything life has to offer these days.
I wasn't upset about the friend zone. Plus, if I am going to date someone, I want them to be really sure they want to be dating me and vice versa.
But who cares about the friend zone when, OMFG Antonio found the blog!
Yeah, I was busy all morning and finally checked my phone to see...
A: "Soooo I just did something bad"
This clown has been battling his condo board for an inflatable hottub (I shit you not) so I figured he sent another sassy email and was going to tell me about it. What comes next, I would've NEVER guessed.
A: "While perusing image results of my search for blue modern art and musing about the misadventures of little a, I remembered that somewhere in the internets, there is a blog in which I make a brief appearance. Exactly one search later, I realized that lifeisnotarom.com. Let me say, Elle, it's fantastic. I found myself rooting against poor little Antonio."
The rest of the conversation is not worthy of retyping, it's basically me screaming FUCK as loud as I can in my office, thinking of what I wrote about most recently, expecting him to tell me to lose his number which at that point I would gladly do, once it's been found there is NO going back, we can toss our friend agreement in the Potomac and agree to just never speak to each other again, I AM MORTIFIED! How in the world did this toad out of ALL the toads find it?
Its definitely my fault for even mentioning it. I've told others before but they are apparently too dumb to piece together a way to find it and thus never have or just didn't care to look. Jake has been trying to crack the blog for over 18 months now, still no luck. (thank God, that hot yoga date post he wouldn't appreciate oh and if you read <- that one, read this one too)
I think this is the universe telling me it's time to put down the macbook and wait it out til 2017. Enough crazy shit has happened this week, I don't think I can handle much more.
So there you have it. Another tinderfella in the friendzone (because who would want to date the crazy girl with the blog), and our first toad to find the blog. What an exciting 24 hours....not.