A Swedish grad student with Olympic-level paddling skills? Are you sure this isn't just a letter to Penthouse?
If I were laughing at that, I wouldn't admit it.
I really do think you can coast through a couple more weeks on just your personal life.
Sometimes I'm jealous of your anonymity and want to start from scratch as a blogger, but comment-whoring and trackback baiting is actually not very much fun.
But what's her opinion of 43-Man Squamish?
I have a friend who likes living in other countries because everyone chalks his eccentricities up to his being foreign. At home everyone just knows he's weird.
Which is all to say that sometimes that "language thing" is just a convenient way to avoid being the conduit for complicated and sensitive messages. I know I'd put it back on you if I had any reasonable excuse.
I'm waiting for the moment she starts commenting.
Which college is this that has cute, athletic, female philosophy grad students? Those are three good traits by themselves, but to combine them bursts the sexiness meter, provided there are no major negatives to detract.
... and yet Ogged just wants to be friends.
What startling personal revelation awaits us in the next few months? Stay tuned.
I did that once, accidentally seemed to invite myself to go visit a total stranger while I was parallel-chatting with my boyfriend. Oops.
Let me guess, you were afraid that Frank would think that you were going to buy something, when in fact you just wanted to talk about his philosophy of salesmanship?
"I don't want to lead you on"
Oh please oh please don't begin the e-mail to GS that way. I can just see this thing turning from "amusing story" to "crushing Bobby Brady-level comeuppance." Just ask her to meet up; if she is interested (and I don't think women are as impressed by the ability to dunk as men are), she'll sort out your disinterest as long as you can keep youself from making a pass at her.
Tim (some called), give a guy a little credit. Of course that's not how I'm starting. And it wasn't really an accident; in fact, I left the email to Frank that way, because, as aj says, I didn't want Frank to think I actually wanted to buy from him (see how much I hate disappointing people?), I just needed to get a price from him so that I could tell other folks here that what we're doing now is still the best option.
Ogged, I think you've now spent so much time in prep for contacting her that we'll all be terribly upset if you don't end up with at least 3 dates and a little action.
Have you begun composing the email yet? Perhaps a light game of ping pong (she'll let you win) followed by a refreshing beverage?
Wait ... I see that "email sent" but is that email sent to Frank or to GS?
If to GS, what did you end up saying?
If ogged put up an update just to let us know that he sent Frank an email, then yeah, he does need a therapist.
Email sent to GS. I told her we never finished discussing [her dissertation topic] and that if she wants to have, and I quote, "a friendly get-together" after the holidays, she should drop me a line.
Will you be satisfied with a raucous game of squash?
So, p-grrrrl, have you thought about dating charming co-blogger Fontana Labs? He's smart, and very funny. He seems to be a young man of good character; tall, good-looking, gay-friendly, in search of a woman who's "freaky, but not too freaky." He might even get tenure someday.
I figured I'd ask in comments before I make it a crusade and start posting about it regularly.
Maybe I'd know if I went to profgrrrrl's site more, but, why is gay-friendly listed as among the qualifications to be considered for dating?
Screw Fontana; he can fend for himself. Plus, he's a gun nut.
He seems to remember that his non-academic interests include music, golf, firearms, and a perverse fascination with Stover at Yale.
Not that that makes him a bona fide gun nut, or anything.
I suspect "gay-friendly" is relevant b/c men who aren't gay friendly are assholes.
Unfogged: political commentary, daily chit-chat, Ogged's neurosis, and now with new matchmaking capabilities.
Or, if you prefer: Unfogged: the longest pickup line ever.
I bet ogged secretly is Fontana, and this is all just a way for him to get with profgrrrrl.
Of course, he doesn't realize it (the way Frank Black never realized he was Kim Deal).
Well, he is neurotic. I guess schizophrenic isn't that far off. And I already said something about being Anthony Perkins-ish...
hm.
Gay-friendly was not on my list of criteria. Shit. Do I need to add that to my list?
And how do you know that I'm "freaky, but not too freaky"? What the hell is "freaky" anyway?
Ogged, don't you have your own love life to be worrying about?
If you're saying you'd rather date me, profgrrrrl, I'm game. You can cook, I can eat; you like to dress up, I like to tell women they're too dressed up; this has "Bliss" written all over it.
(A nice Jewish woman I know is married to a Palestinian. He tried to needle her about his god-given right to take four wives. She said, "But Mohammed, I love you as much as four wives, and I only eat as much as two.")
"Freaky" is for Fontana to explain (though he's going to get all shy now), but you know, freaky (but not too freaky). I have no idea if you're freaky, but you seem like a sexually liberated, nose be-ringed gal, and the guy's a philosophy prof, for god's sake, he's not looking to date Alisha Klass. (You're not, are you Labs?)
Ha! Whoever said Fontana was shy?
Well, I do need a new sofa and Ethan Allan has some nice ones.
I'd certainly choose to hang out with you, Fontana, over Alicia Klass. She just isn't my type (and I had no idea who she was either).
Well damn Fontana, the world considered me engaged on a less positive response than that. I trust you can find profgrrrrl's email address on your own.
So???? Did she write back yet?
Are you holding out on us, Ogged?
You think I wouldn't tell you? Yeesh. She did say something about going to Sweden for a couple of weeks, so I might not hear back for a long time. And remember, this is just for friendly. God help us when I try to date.
Oh yeah, that old, "I'm going to Sweden" excuse.
Better luck next time, buddy.