Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Post Date

I'm over at a friends after falling in front of my date. Keep reading to find out how!!

We decide that he will pick me up at the metro and we will head to dinner. He calls me when he is on his way and suggests a different restaurant. I am thrilled..he is taking initiative but making a suggestion, and also, it's a place that I love. It's also a BYOW. So y'all that know me know how that makes me feel. We stop at the wine store and pick up a bottle, then head to the resto. It's closed!!!! Luckily, there is a great, albeit not a BYOW, right next door.
We have decent conversation over dinner, but I make the sad mistake of ordering something with spinach in it, so I literally spend the entire night trying to see if I had anything in my teeth. I didn't. We go for a drink at a dive bar next door, and it's going ok. While I don't think he is the man of my dreams, I still feel like I want to know him. He asks me to go to the movies next week, and I enthusiastically agree!
He drives me home, and let's me out in front of my house. I get out of the car, and begin to walk across my front lawn. And proceed to trip, fall and otherwise embarrass myself as he tries to get out of the car to save me. The only thing hurt was my pride. This is the text I got from him later" Hey. hope you had a good time til you nearly killed yourself walking to your door :)"
And that, my friends, means that bad phone date has turned into someone who is for sure worthy of another date.

Here is another gem of a man:
He: I think you're super cute, and you seem like a really great girl. I'd like to get to know you, but I am a vegan. Can you respect that?
Me: I think you're super cute! I don't mind at all that you're a vegan! Do you respect that I eat meat?
He: No.

There you have it!

Date Day

In 2 hours, I will be face to face with the bad phone date! If this works out in any way, I'll have to stop calling him that. But for now, it's bad phone date. And bad date arranger, I might add. It was all done by text. Don't tell me it's humanly possible to be a bad phone person, and a bad texter? The face to face conversation had better be something worthwhile! At least I get to eat at one of my favorite restaurants! (I picked the place. And the time. And basically everything)

I've been speaking to a few other guys online, but nothing much has come out of it yet. There seem to be a lot of men out there that like the Shawshank Redemption. Which is totally cool, because I love it too. Kinda strange that they all seriously love this movie though. A quick check right now proves that the 15 profiles I just looked at, it's the #1 choice. Just an observation.

I've given up on one dating site...I didn't speak to a single decent person since I joined. And 2 sites are much more manageable anyways. I'm started to feel a bit overwhelmed with's hard to keep track of who is who and what they said previously. I'm going to have to start taking notes, which is kinda stupid, but I don't think I have a choice! And sometimes, I literally do not know what to say to some of these guys. I read their profile and it seems as though we have ZERO in common. What the hell do I talk about, the weather? Luckily being on vacation this week has been the perfect answer to those guys...I'm on vacation, so life is great!

Before I go, let me leave you with a message I got late last week. It actually made me smile.
"What's wrong with a busty, shoe addicted smoker? Nothing"

Monday, July 26, 2010

Monday morning- a look back at the weekend!

The weekend has come and gone, sadly. But it wasn't without merit-here is a sampling of the messages I got!

The Threesome: I got asked to join a threesome. Yes, I did. I got a message from a couple saying they loved the way I looked and would I like to join them in bed. I didn't have to think about it for long (my answer is no) but I did take the time to think that: 1- I would be going into that in the optimal position- the stranger. And 2- I guess it's nice to be asked? I don't know- it's weird, but I was oddly flattered!

I was also bombarded with messages about my anatomy, which I know sorta comes with the course. Delete!

I don't get why some of these guys don't have a picture on their profile. Let's me get real here, people...looks are important! You should have to post your picture on an online dating site- not some cartoon or shadow figure of what could be any man on the planet. Man up, put your picture there, then message me. I have more than one photo of myself, and they are true, honest pics!

I did hear from Steve, the bad phone date, on Sunday night. He wrote to me on the site we met on, asking if I had a nice weekend. And then this morning, he texted me. He said he remembered that I was on vacation this week, and that my pc is busted, so maybe I wouldn't get his online messages. Ok, I admit, I was a bit flattered with that too. It's nice when people remember things you tell them! I decided that I am for sure giving him another shot. We're going out for dinner on Wednesday. Hopefully, he can direct all his focus towards me this time. We'll see how it goes!

Friday, July 23, 2010

The weekend is here- no dates lined up

No dates lined up this weekend, but that's ok. There is really no one datable on the charts today!
Here is a brief summary of the men who are talking to me:

White Sock Guy : His profile says that he hates white socks. Being a curious (nosy) girl, I write to him and ask him why. He writes me back, while I sit waiting for some crazy sock story, only to hear that "You seem really nice, but I am not interested in you. So, thanks for your message, but unless you want to F**K, then no." Um, hello, asshole, but didn't I just ask you about socks?
The sister-hater is all over me, trying to get me to go on a date with him. One word: NO. His idea of a date is "let me smoke you out, take you for food and beverage and dance all night with you". If the only thing we have in common is a shared interest in recreational drugs (and I suspect yours is more than just pot) then it's not going to work. And oh ya, you hate your sister and felt the need to put that in your dating profile, and not in your search for a new family.

Steve, the phone date gone wrong, emailed me yesterday and it seemed like everything was ok. Maybe he was just shy on the phone? I'm thinking about giving him another chance. Because right now, my only other option is guys who can't spell, and write "shew" instead of "chew". Yes, people, his favorite past time is chewing gum. Lucky me.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

So I try again!

Not wanting to give up on anything, I hit the dating site running. I answer all the questions it asks me to, promising a perfect match for me!

My perfect match DOES NOT INCLUDE anyone who:
is old enough to be my dad
tells me now that they have seen my pictures, they can die a happy man
has a profile that reads like a hit list of the people he hates in his life (mostly his ex girlfriend and his sister. Now known as the sister-hater)

I don't think I am being very picky. I'm open to almost anyone. As long as they know how to string a sentence together, don't live with mom and dad, and have a job. Fair enough?

I see a profile of a cute guy and decide to read all the things he has written.We'll call him Steve. He likes to go out with his friends, have drinks, have fun, and he hate onions! Perfect. I decide to be ballsy and send him an IM. He replies right away and we start to chat. He mentions he really likes my profile too, because almost every girl on the site mentions her favorite thing as "long walks on the beach". We don't live in a city that has a beach, so that could be a problem. He says I am the first real person he has talked to in a long time. Refreshing. I give him my phone number and he says he'll call! I have nothing to lose, right? I don't want to be the type of person who can chat all day long on the computer but is too shy to talk to someone!

I get home from work and am looking forward to our "phone date".
Steve calls, and the entire conversation involves me struggling to keep a conversation going, while he chats with other people on the computer. WTF?? Why did you call me if you have no interest in talking to me? So I spend about 20 minutes or so on the phone and quickly let him go. No word from him afterward.

Is it me? Am I the problem? Or just part of it?

Is it all downhill from here?

So, I recently joined an online dating site. I'm 29 years old, and I've been single, by choice, for 3 years now. I figured it was about time to get back out there and show the world (or the men in it) what I've got.

Not having a clue as to how to find a guy to date, I went the route that I'm pretty sure a lot of people go: online dating. I spent a lot of time working on my profile, asking friends to help me answer questions about myself. I decided to be honest about everything; how much I smoke (cigarettes and pot) , drink, my interests, my obsession with Christmas, etc. What is the point of lying when you're looking for a relationship?

I joined a site on Tuesday, and by Wednesday, my inbox was flooded with messages. Great, I thought!! Upon reading them, however, most turned out to be messages like: "I like your boobs". I did have one message from a guy we'll call Jack. He mentioned his favorite Christmas movie to me, and we hit it off. We IM'ed each other the entire afternoon, and by the time work was done, I had taken his phone number and promised to call him later that night.

Promising, right?

We chatted for hours, and again the next night! We had a lot in common, from our love of beer to our love of Family Matters (whatever happened to Judy on that show? She just disappeared!!) I told him what I was looking for in life, which simply is a relationship that evolves into something serious. We agreed to meet on Saturday night, grab a quick bite to eat and have some drinks. We would then meet up with my friends later in the night. Everything was amazing- we laughed, we talked, we kissed. We kissed quite a bit. My friends loved him, he loved my friends! We parted with a "See you this week!"

And then reality came crashing down when he Skyped me at work. He wasn't interested in a relationship, but he really liked me. Was it possible to date me, and still date other people? Um, no. What the fuck? Now, I know some of you are thinking this is perfectly ok. But it's not. Jack went into this knowing what I was looking for. Basically, he wants to date(have sex with) me, while doing the same thing with everyone else. Sorry, Jacko, I ain't that kinda girl. I'm a one person to another kinda girl.

Onto the next one!