That is so over -- this isn't the ex we were talking about before, is it?
My life is a horror story. This person has now texted me telling me he is going to be catching a train to Virginia on Monday...just like me! He wants to know when my train is scheduled so we can ride together. I have not spoken to him since Monday when I told him I was not sending him mixed signals by ignoring his invitations to come over on Sunday night, and also that I would see him this upcoming weekend when he could give me my things and I would give him a piece of my mind. Immediately before that I told him I was two inches away from blocking his number. Immediately before that I was yelling at him. I will now be taking the train that requires me to wake up at 4 AM because I don't care, I'm not sitting next to or near this motherfucker for five hours. Clearly he expects our conversation this weekend to go completely the opposite way that it will. It makes me wonder what his last relationship was like that he so completely disregards my anger and emotions. It makes me wonder how the hell it lasted two years.
Nope, I managed to find someone ever crazier. I've decided to temporarily retire. I'm going to kick this guy's butt to the curb, block his number, and then actively refuse all advances for a while. I feel like I'm on a dating tailspin and I really don't want to find out what's worse, or more obnoxious, than this one.
Now hold on a minute. Clearly your dating makes for some very interesting stories. Maybe you should just keep going and have a blog for seeing just how ridiculous these Delaware men can be. It's like the old parable of walking in to seeing the dog shaping your baby's head on the pottery wheel. You should stop him... but let's see where he's going with this.