After I posted this morning, I thought, I can’t do this. I knew SMG/Houston Guy (sorry, I must be using both names for him lol) is going to be a recipe for disaster. Or he may not, but hello, my ex was dating 25 year olds with names like Tiana after we broke up. Miss Obstinate O is NOT a “Tiana,” tyvm! So, I deleted SMG from my Facebook friends.

It took him until 2 p.m. to notice LOL.

I sent him the following e-mail:

I really enjoyed talking with you, really. But I know myself … and if we weren’t going to meet up until August, that’s plenty of time for me to get emotionally involved and that doesn’t make for the best outcome to a more casual encounter. Plus there’s the point of you still being married, which rules out a casual encounter, at least for me, regardless of whether the marriage is over in your eyes.

You’re someone that I could see myself liking a lot … and because of the factors I mentioned above, I felt like I needed to protect myself and take a step back …

Of course, he was all like, we can forget about that and be friends. Because as we all know, men and women who have expressed an interest in having sex with each can SO be platonic friends. Several e-mails went back and forth, ending with me writing:

Bottom line, I’m divorced. I know how I was during that process and I also know how my ex-husband was. Basically I just wanted to get laid and forget about the trainwreck that was my life. Not saying that’s how you are, that’s just my experience.

I don’t know what you had in mind when we started talking (lo so many days ago lol) but I guess what I am saying is, if you were flying into town tonight, sure, I’d be all for it. But 2 months out? That’s what makes me nervous.

and him replying with:

I didn’t really have anything in mind… but if it makes you feel better, forget about 2 months out and we can just chat and be goofy online.

So eh I don’t know. He sent me a friend request on Facebook as soon as he read my initial email but I haven’t accepted it yet. We’ll see.

Me: Exhibit A as to why I am fucking fabulous: I’m driving 80, windows down, singing along to Holly Holy by Neil Diamond.

SMG: I want you now. That *is* fucking fabulous.

Me: LOL

Yes, I replied with “LOL” to diminish his “I want you now,” because hello, that’s how it goes. But it still made me laugh with glee.