Update-2.27.08

Mark and I finally talked last night. And the guarded side of me and the excited side of me are having seriously conflicting responses. The guarded side is saying: Dammit… it went REALLY well. The guarded side is saying: Wooo Hooo!!! IT WENT REALLY WELL!!

He called at 940 and we talked until 1115! We had so much to talk about – he did a lot of the talking, but asked thoughtful questions of me when appropriate. I was also tired, buzzed (I'd had some girlfriends over earlier in the evening for wine and appetizers) and not feeling overly talkative at that point in the evening. And Mark has a lot of interesting stories from his world travels the last few years.

At 1115, he ended the conversation, saying something along the lines of “It’s probably past both of our bed times and I think we both know what could happen if we stay on the phone," alluding to our 5 hour phone conversation the very first time we spoke back in 2004. He’s just so easy to talk to, and it was like no time had passed – it reminded me of when I talk to this one, certain friend from college. She lives in Colorado and we talk maybe once a year and we can just pick up where we left off. That’s how it was with Mark last night – no awkwardness (I think he may have been a bit nervous in the beginning) and just lots of banter and talking.

So we’re on for Thursday night at 730. That way, he and I can both work out.

He said one thing that made me particularly nervous though – in reference to his job and how he’s unhappy there and how he gets a monthly call from two very popular, West coast technology companies to come work for them… out West. It leaves me hesitant to even consider anything with him – would he pull that same BS disappearing act?? When I found myself getting in my head over that question last night after the call ended, I reminded myself that Thursday is only DRINKS (and maybe dinner) and that I may not even feel the same spark/chemistry in person – one day at a time.