I don't recall whether I relayed this story, but I was stood up about one month ago. I believe I mentioned something about it. A professional guy in my area asked me out via the internet and I agreed to the date. I was left standing at the restaurant and I texted him to see if he was running late. He texted me back and said he had texted me earlier that he was ill & unable to make it. I didn't get the original text message until a few minutes after he sent that text message. Never heard from him again...until Friday night. I get a text message from "Bozo" that said "What are you up to tonight?" At first I was unsure who "Bozo" was and then I shrugged realizing it was my date that never showed...who also, I might add, never really apologized for leaving me hanging. What an asshole. Did he think an acceptable amount of time had passed for me to forget what he did?

As a professional woman and a business owner, I try to keep in mind that everyone I meet may be a potential client or may know current clients. So really, it befuddles me that Bozo would cancel a first date with a text message. Does he do that with his clients? How professional and successful is he? I feel he probably handles his professional life very similar to his private life and that probably explains why, at 38, he is still single and never been married. How successful can his business actually be if that is a valid assumption?

Onto other men on Sassy's barf-o-meter. I had lunch with Creepy Ole Guy today. He is in the same line of work that I am. I am not interested in him in a romantic way, but I felt that perhaps he was a potential business contact and agreed to have lunch with him. He is old enough to be my father--did he really think I was having lunch with him because he was a potential date? Do I look like I am desparate for men?????? Anyways, he creeped me out from minute one. I could barely eat and desparately wanted to get away from him and his glances at my lips. I was slightly ill all through the torture session. I am not one to be able to hide my feelings and I am sure he picked up on my distaste, but he got me where it counts...he threw a potential new client my way--damn it! I am going to give him the slip in as nice a way as possible, but am prepared to completely shut him out if necessary. Ewwww...can't stand the thought of him anywhere in my personal space.


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Adorable is suppose to be coming over tonight to take me to dinner. We shall see if we actually make it out of my front door. The intention is usually there, but our clothes seem to fly off within minutes of his arrival. I told him if he wasn't so damn good in bed he would have been outta my life a long time ago. He seems to be making an effort to actually be constant...or is he turning into a stalker? Only Sassy could turn an emotionally distant man into a stalker-by-the-minute kind of guy.

There is a god and he has a sense of humor (or something)...Adorable--true to his past actions--did not show up tonight & no phone call. I am so done with this situation.

The one guy I was really interested in? Well, unfortunately for him, today I googled his email address because I was bored. He is signed up on a swinger's site!

Okay, checking into a nunnery for a while!

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Utenzi--Barely had the two seconds it took to snap this (probably blurry) DCF just for you!

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So Cabana Boy is officially getting the boot. I can't stand whiny men or rude behavior and he has both in spades this visit. Adios Cabana Boy.

50-Something Metro guy is moving to Las Vegas. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...at least I have a place to stay now.

Adorable is still hanging in there despite my best efforts to dislodge him.

Asian Delight is being very patient and waiting on me.

Dancing Dude Dickhead sent me an IM from overseas. WTF? Does he think I am sitting on my ass hoping he asks me out again? I have a few choice words for him...something to the effect "Go To Hell".

#2 50-Something is begging to take me on vacay. He is not new, but I have not mentioned him before. Seems sweet but OLD.

Hottie Z--Hot guy, 30-something, lives reasonably close by (1.5 hours). He reads my blog so I am just sending out a "Hello! Have not been ignoring you...been busy...we will talk soon or better yet--meet up!"

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The ex-hub called me today and asked me out on a date...I was rather confused and I believe I said no. I am almost positive I said, "I am sure you will find someone to go with you."

That was the one area of our marriage that we actually got along and enjoyed each other's company...movies. We love the same kinds of movies and we would have a blast making fun of people at the movies, or the movie itself. Damn shame!

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I know I have missed two DCFs....what can I say but that I am mainly eating/sleeping/dreaming/doing taxes and sneaking a few men in now & again when I feel as if I haven't been tortured enough.

The current lineup:

50-Something--Nice metro guy. He cooked me dinner. Great kisser. Probably won't be seeing him again...just a feeling I have...when a man goes from talking/chatting/im'ing multiple times a day to zip...not a good sign. He smoked anyway and I can't abide that. YUCK!

Adorable--Mr. disappearing act has been a constant for TWO whole weeks now. He wants to date rather than just be a booty call. Hmmmm...well, given his penchant for just losing contact for months on end...I told him I was quite happy with the current arrangement: he shows up on the doorstep & I let him in if I am in the mood (I usuallly am...he is that good). He is not liking the fact that other men may be in my life (I don't kiss & tell in real life).

Cabana Boy--he will be in town for the coming week and is most eager to see me. He says he misses my silliness & way I have of making him laugh.

Asian Delight--he came to the dance studio in Charlotte, NC to meet me & watch me dance Friday night. He is not a dancer. Shy. Smart. Funny. 35. I don't know that we really have much in the way of common interests. He did though...said he was amazed at my dancing and the "girls". They hypnotized him or something. Now he wants to come up & visit me. We shall see. Not too sure about this. Not sure that I feel that "zing".

I really really want the zing. My heart was broken recently when my pirate-poet resurfaced. I was eager to see him and see him I did, but alas, he is married. I just don't go there for all my wild ways that is not for me. I miss him. Miss his romantic words. Damn it! When will I get it right???? His poems make me soar, melt, tingle, go soft in the heart all at once.

I am officially Sassyleigh Purplepants now. I legally changed my last name in tandem with the divorce. I have had a delightful week of visits to the DMV, Social Security Administration & banks to get the last name changed on everything. I actually shortened my maiden name from Purplepantsglitter to just Purplepants...the teasing I got over the last name...well, I am done with that. I wanted nice n simple. And let me tell ya....should your favorite Sassyleigh decide to get married again...this girl is NOT changing her name again.

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Apparently, my dear bloggy friends, my personal ads have a freaky-deaky vibe about them and I have been chatting with some real interesting people. Take the guy who shares his girls with his bi-sexual mother (I may have mentioned him weeks ago) or the youngster who has been courting me for a week. I flat out turned him down right off the bat, but he is persistent. Last nite he revealed he was bi-sexual. Is this the new seduction line in the 20-something crowd? Was I suppose to be instantly bowled over by this admission? I was thinking "YIKES"! To each his own, but that is most definitely not for me.

Then there is the S&M guy. He has an interesting profile, sounds intelligent, and he is in the age range I am looking for. So I jokingly sent an email asking if he was looking for a submissive or had I mis-read his profile....apparently I had mis-read his profile...my joke backfired...he is indeed looking for a submissive. *sigh*

My old friend, Adorable, from last year showed up on my doorstep Friday night. We chatted, watched a movie, had some fun, and I sent him home--much to his disappointment.

Why do I continue to torture myself?

I confess: I am a Food Network junkie! I try really hard to avoid the food channel because it has the same sort of power that infomercials have over me. I become lost in the wonder of it all. With the Foodtv.com/Food Network combo at hand, I start downloading recipes. "Ooohh, that would be a great one to make for a dinner party" "I think I will invite ______________ to dinner and make that". Completely ridiculous thoughts during tax season--hell, I barely have time to zap-fry a Lean Cuisine right now.

Damn! I just noticed--I didn't push the clock ahead last night and I am running late for...doing taxes. There goes my relaxing morning downloading recipes and drooling insensibly on the couch for another hour with Tyler, Giada, Rachael.....

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Just an addendum to DCF...it appears my divorce was final yesterday afternoon...can you hear the ecstatic shouts of joy? I celebrated by meeting with a client and being hired by a heavy metal band to be their accountant. Woohoo! Girl is on fire!

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Sassyleigh was having a blast on Friday! First of all, I met Carlos (from Chile) who became fascinated with my name "Sassyleigh" and kept repeating it like a mantra in his soft sultry foreign accent. I breezily moved on, leaving only my name in his possession (remember--Sassy is just saying no to men).

I then went to a cool club, 202 Market, to watch Afromotive play. This band is the bomb! I got up and did some dancing (yeah!) and even met a few of the band members. Visit their Myspace page to get a sample! Very funky and fun!

Finally, during the course of the evening I downed two wonderful drinks called Caipirinhas. This drink is the cousin to my current favorite, the mojito. It is very freshing. Here is the recipe:

2 tsp granulated sugar
8 limes wedges
2 1/2 oz cachaca

Muddle the sugar into the lime wedges in an old-fashioned glass. Fill the glass with ice cubes. Pour the cachaca into the glass. Stir well.

If you are curious about cachaca, click the link and it will take you to Wikipedia where you can read more than you care to about it.


Vive la fun during tax season!!!!

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