As suspected, my neither here nor there dalliance with LK sputtered to it’s pretty much inevitable death. That the trigger - in her words - was a relationship seminar the day before rather than plain old irritation was more the surprise rather than that it came to that.
In retrospect, I committed way too much, way too soon. If there is a lesson here it is to go slow- let the interest be known but not drop all inhibitions and lose all the mystery. There is a sense of de ja vu here - back to square zero again after five or so months, multiple dates, a start that promised much but ends yet again in the dreaded friend zone.
My friend C thinks I chase the wrong women - given the wretched run I am on, it is becoming increasingly difficult to not agree with her. N and her hubs think I could use a do over, a proper rebranding of my packaging to better showcase my inner qualities. First off is a shopping spree to sort out my wardrobe malfunctions. Let the re-brand begin :)