I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried.

No preface needed...just read.

Background: this isn't the first exchange like this. This happened earlier this evening. My commentary is in parenthesis and italics.

L: "Hope your day is blessed. L" (Normal. And nice. Thus I decide to respond)

Me: "Thanks! I've been running all day - just now settling into my couch for a little down time. So much for a relaxing Sunday right? LOL. Anyhoo I was in [location we met] earlier and thought of you. How are you?"

L: "Trying some "inception" on me at the meeting point. LOL I bet you took the same route through the store and was like he shows up right about now. (he *obviously* doesn't know me. a) i don't watch movies and 2) that's the stuff I write about on my blog lol). I wanted to get you some flowers but you were in that area of the store after we met. My day has consisted of football and football. LOL. Both of my teams losing of course. On a bright note, I had a vision of us." (Oh boy)


Me: [editors note to include humdrum responses to first comments] "...Anyhoo, does this vision include a first date by chance? LOL" (ya'll, seriously, he talks once. a. day. about visions & future & all kinds of eyebrow raising stuff but NEVER about an actual first date)


L: "It was the first date but we were at a [Well Known] garden." (.................... why is this a hypothetical date again?)


Me: "Ahh" (because I obviously didn't know what to say)


L: "You looked fantastic, I couldn't imagine a better scene." (Seriously, we've met ONCE for all of 5 minutes when I was in sweats and NO makeup. I'm sure I could imagine tons of better scenes if that's his only image of me, but okay. I'm slightly amused now)

Me: "How about one rooted in reality? LOL"

L: "Im rushing too much mentally, foreshadowing, but you're special and I'm treating it as such. The perfect moonlight has to be in order when we meet again." (insert blank face & hysterical laughter here)

Me: Uhhh...sure. (in my head, laughing hysterically)


[End convo.]

Maybe people don't see this as funny as I do, but seriously? Seriously? I'm cracking up right now, because I started this very blog because I. Can't. Make. This. Stuff. Up.

If I ever by chance make it to a date with this guy (outside of the obvious mental disparity, we really do have quite a few things in common), I'll be sure to let the FBI know so that I don't end up in a river missing for days before anyone notices.

Back to my real Sunday evening, watching good shows like Pretty Little Liars & Revenge. :)

PS: tomorrow on deck: the beginning of school again (ugh) & the fact that I'm fat and not happy about it. Nite all!