Now comes the waiting game. Wait. Wait. Wait. God, is anyone bored yet?



Must not be the pursuer this time. MUST. NOT. PURSUE.



I'm not in a rush anyway! I mean, I'm only 35 (almost 36!) It's not like I want to have kids or anything like that, no sir! It's not like Cutest Boy in the World and I would be the cutest couple on Earth or anything, and have kids that would be so darling you could hardly look at them. No way.



He's just a guy, I'm just a girl and I've got PLENTY of TIME to sit around and wait for his a*s to call me.



(Make carefree whistling sound here).



And if he doesn't? Well, if history is any indication there will be someone new in about...oh, five minutes now.