lesson learned

Note to self: no more number-giving at bars. Ever. Silly boys who want to get laid call you weeks after at random times like 2-freaking-am. How impolite! Probably my fault, but can you blame a girl for her honest mistake? After the whole, "I hate giving out my number to people who never call..." Is it really wrong to daydream about finding Mr. Right at a bar? In this day and age, maybe so. But people find love on the Internet all the time, and I think at least in a real life setting it's somehow more realistic to believe in "love at first sight" as opposed to "love at first type," when you are never really sure just *who* is typing to you on the other side of cyberspace. For all you know, it's an ax murderer.