No, not ericdabear or punkcub, but a guy I met about a month after I moved to Atlanta.
Made me feel special, hung out with me extensively over the course of about 3 weeks, gave me earth-shattering sex and then proceeded to fade out of my life after I expressed interest in actually dating him.
Well, I was sitting here at work on lunch and he called me to invite me and my roomates to a Halloween party a friend of his named Greg is throwing this Saturday.
Part of me wants to go. Part of me is saying "Are you fucking kidding?" I'm not sure which part I should listen to.
My day has been strange...