mr. onion called yesterday and left a message. he said that he hoped my week was productive and asked if i had plans this weekend. i haven't called him back. he did say, "give me a call when you get a chance." the question is, will i give him a chance?

i've been dreading this follow-up phone call following our first real but technically second date last saturday to "see dead people." i didn't get to know him that much more on that particular date since we spent most of the time directing our attention to lifeless human tissue displays. how were we to talk life if we were surrounded by death?

that was a bit too cliche and unnecessarily dramatic.

really, we were surrounded by clinical death. everything was clean. the dead body sculptures of that freaky gunther von hagens were nice and tidy. i even held a human lung; it felt like a nerf ball.

if i'm dreading his calls, is it because i'm not feeling too attracted to him, or is it because i may not be ready to date right now? how do i know how attracted i could be to him unless i go out on more dates?

this is ridiculous. why the hell is my profile up if i don't want to date anybody or get to know anybody new? i need to snap out of it. maybe i'm just too lazy. maybe i'm getting too used to being single. maybe i just don't like him. maybe i'm just too picky. definitely, this is too much of a neurotic inner monologue for me, right now.

stop. hammer time.