Well, Scratch has been scratched.
It's the right thing, but the hard thing. Faith just isn't something I will compromise on and we were just too far apart in that area to make anything work. I would rather be alone for all the right reasons than with someone for all the wrong ones (at least most days).
This news will be perhaps most devastating to TB (you remember TB?) who was quite convinced from my previous blog posts that Scratch and I were soon to wed. (?!?!?) Sorry to disappoint, TB. You're the only one who is soon to wed. Feel free to stop reading my blog at any point. I'm sure your fiancee would appreciate it. I know I would.
On a related note, (to dating, NOT to TB) I think I'm going to take dating lessons from Flash. So far, he has wowed his girl with...sock puppets and now he is constructing an alien-blocking tin foil cap for the class he shares with this girl. I'm not sure which scares me more, the fact that he is unabashedly creating these things without any fear of embarrassment in front of the object of his affection or the fact that after having seen (and perhaps smelled) his sock puppets (and soon his conspiracy-theory hat), she still digs my boy.
I'll have to get back to you on which one it is. I'm a little busy tonight making a hat and puppets to impress my next suitor...