Go see her and have a great time (hopefully) but DO NOT agree to give her any money no matter what her story is. This reads to me like someone trying to take advantage of you. Just be careful.
This should be obvious but you have no idea what, if anything, she has told her about her life is true. You are spending way too much mental energy and time on this woman.
no, yeah, cause…
she’s just weird…she told me that if i’m not interested i should stop being mopey and find another girl. i dunno, it’s all silly anyway.
if anything interesting happens, i’ll tell you lot (not that it’s technically interesting - just a bald man’s sex life). i’ll be quiet from now on.
THANKS!!!
OK… I feel like you are not telling us the whole truth about this. Clearly you are intrigued by her, or you wouldn’t be even close to considering meeting her. But you have to get buzzed to speak to her over the phone? I’m missing something. So here’s my suggestion for you.
Make sure you get her age documented from her in an email or instant message or skype. Then go see her. However, if you start walking from your car to her door, and she sticks her head out of the door with a towel on her head, a basket of laundry under her arm, and invites you in for some “sweet tea”, run like hell. Because if you decide to go in, don’t be surprised to see a boom mike swinging into your face with a skinny guy with a big head saying “I’m Chris Hanson”.
well, yeah, maybe…
we speak a lot now, but last night she seemed very hyper and ended up telling me that reason she’s coming on all strong is because she’s lonely, stressed about her unfinished thesis, has an ill mother, all her friends have left the country…
i can deal with all that, but i really don’t know what she wants. One minute she’s suggesting we both move to Korea, the next she’s hinting that she wants to settle down and have kids. she also tells me that I’m the only man who talks to her in a predator-ish kind of way - which can’t be true - and, really, what am i supposed to do? i like her, but i cant suggest she move up here, can i? i mean, wtf? is that what she wants? …is it even something that happens?
After about a month of intense banter, i have feelings for her…but this is stupidly impractical.
i’m a sucker for it.
Son, heed these sage words from a man with experience: Never stick your dick in the crazy.
nice one, duude
non-predator-ish, i meant. raaa
Cut it off before you make the biggest mistake of your life. Don’t even think of moving her in.
idiot idiot lemon idiot. i’ll shut up about her…i’m taking my mind off it by looking at the bad bad racism being spouted in The Pit. -This place sure is interesting!
Hey now, I said don’t stick it in crazy – I wouldn’t cut it off just yet.
Out of grad school, unbelievably in debt with no good work prospects.
Run!
okokokokok. OK.
look. no good work prospects…i dont want a sugar mummy, but lots of folk are out of grad school, in debt, and strggling. she doesnt blame the economy for it, she isnt a member of occupy, she just keeps on applying…and that’s better than the alt. what else shall we do with them? kill them all?! force them into work houses? -that’s going a bit far, i’m thinking about having sex with one! also, it’s a huge population of people.
she’s been honest about it from the start. she gets interviews, but no parents, and has lived independently since 17. she gets her money by working frrelance as a teacher and ahem writer…and by working in pubs and cafes.
she is geographically neb, and a little no fixed abode. HMMMMmmm
BOOBS
and, thankies, i wont cut off my penis just yet…
What are you on, dude?
i have a deadline. two articles due in in 1 hour…
i’m high on my disorganization.
I had the same thought. Followed by, “how old is this guy really?”
29, why? how old are you lot?
Just go and meet her. You’re going to anyway. If you weren’t you would have stopped this a while ago.
What country is she on the other end of? It’s it’s Lichtenstein, the stroll over would be a nice break. If it’s America, just forget it.
Testosterone. It’s rolling through his veins like a thousand railroad trains. (thanks, John Prine)