I'm going to add my update here, even though it has nothing to do with iDating, because it came out in the context of this thread anyway. A reminder: I don't want to date anyone, but then met this seemingly perfect guy last Wednesday night. In classic Otisian fashion, we exchanged many, many text messages (in his defense, this is because I told him that I do not talk on the phone, which is true).We carried this on for a while (I had plans every evening but Thursday, when I was nursing a hangover), and then on Sunday he sent me this text:"When do we have time to hang out? U work during the day, i have my daughter at night, weekends i work at night and u try to stay busy. What time does that leave"So I texted back that that sounded really pessimistic, but we could figure something out.Then Sunday night I was at dinner in my neighborhood, steps from where he was working, and after dinner I texted to see if he was there, and he said yes, and I asked if I should stop by, and here's what went down from there:FPG (Formerly Perfect Guy): "what time? I have a friend stopping by for a while and wouldn't want u to feel ignored."Me: "That's OK. I just had dinner at bin 36 and thought maybe I'd stop by since I was right here."FPG: "Please, not the drama queen act. I dont think i can handle a breakdown." [Krista Note:

]FPG: "I would love to see u, but if honesty and reality isnt something your [sic] into, i'll pass."Me: "I hope you're not serious about that ####."FPG: "Let's talk another day."Me: "I've a better idea...let's not."FPG: "Perfect!"FPG (five minutes later): "For a Lawyer, u really are sensitive...What's the best day for me to buy u dinner next week?"I haven't responded. WTF? The guy freaked out and seems to be bipolar. I will no longer listen to any "chicks are crazy" talk here any more.