And then!

THEN you respond to my "Where did that come from?" with "Ok" to which my internal response was "What the fuck does that mean?" but my actual response was just "?".... and you follow with "Wish you would come to see me this weekend."

*staring into the camera*

I've known you a week. In that week, we have discussed SEVERAL times how I will not be going all the way to fucken Poughkeepsie to see you ANY time soon, for very simple reasons. 1, I don't know you like that yet. 2, I know ZERO about Poughkeepsie and since you've only recently moved there, neither do you. You couldn't even direct me if I got lost. And 3, you drive, I don't. It just makes more sense that if someone was going to make a trip, it should be the person with the car. Not to mention, you're the man, and I personally feel as though a man should be less eager to put a woman in such a situation as to make a 2 hour + trip on a train to somewhere she isn't familiar because you're scared to drive in or through the city and you "don't use GPS".

We've been over this. We JUST talked about this the night before and I was clear. So after assuming that I had lost interest because I was busy doing other shit yesterday, you think the cool thing to do would be to underscore your Rochester nature with yet another example of you not getting it, suggesting I should do something I have already stated in no uncertain terms that I was not going to do. Mm.

I'm gonna go on ahead and STILL not reply that text OR the follow up that I'm sure is coming, stating once again that you guess I'm not interested. Good guess.