I spent an hour on the phone with a new guy last night, TMI Baggage. Why on earth would some guy feel the need to pour everything out on the table, before we’ve even meet face to face. Honestly I feel really bad for this guy, he’s got a 3 year old, works as a cook, is in and out of jobs, was a high school drop out, lost both his parents, admittedly said he's poor. The up points if you call them that is he got his GED finally a few years back and watches care bears with his daughter. I'm thinking I might just pass on this one, I'm not in the mood for a charity case, I'm looking for someone who's more of a partner and equal. I'm no super hero, and sure as heck ain't gonna try to bail this guy out of his little 'whoa as me' complex. I felt stupid telling him about my super square life of a stable job and career, good supporting family, and my super smart intelligence. Not to mention how exciting our conversation went with his monotone voice and sad sappy stories. Don't get me wrong I do feel for the guy but I sure don't want to get in his pants. This ain't no 'funeral crashers', thanks Will Farrell for the movie reference point.
He's already texted me again today. I'm thinking of responding with, "You've scared me off, take care and best wishes." yep, totally doing it. done, haha... It's honest.
his response "well that sucks..."
that went well, who's next?
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Natural #2
Tonight was pretty good. Movie date, we saw The Other Guys, and honestly probably not the best date movie. Don’t get me wrong, Will Farrell is awesome plus Marky Mark and Michael Keaton, great combo. But not sure if the humor went well for a good date. We had a lot of laughs and Natural does have a great laugh, but now I’m a little on the fence about him.
I picture date movies to be ones that you hold hands or have some kind of physical encounter, even though it’s a bit cliché. I sat through the movie thinking “is my hand in a good spot for him to hold? Should I cross my legs?” I should have pulled some moves I learned out at the bars this weekend such as leaning over in his lap and looking up and saying something like, “I thought I dropped something, ops.” Of course those were observations from a stripper and possibly her Gator (aka pimp). I bet they’d work here though.
I was getting the excited stomach verves which was fun. But when it came to the goodnight kiss, I put too much thought into it instead of just chilling out and living in the moment. I’m second guessing myself and I can’t tell if I’m a good kisser. I know I use to be, but it’s been so long… Awkwardly enough, I started kissing my hand on the drive home, testing what it was like. While sitting at a stop light I glance over at the car next to me, doh, it was some young college girl laughing at me, fabulous. Not only am I now insecure about kissing a boy; I can’t even practice on my hand in peace. Plus, she probably took a pic or video to show to all her friends later, thank you interwebs, haha.
Natural is really great and I’d love to see where this goes, but something tells me it’s not really there, I’m not getting won over. I want to be blown away by someone and taken off guard, and he doesn’t seem to have it.
I guess it’s back to the email board for some fresh meat.
I picture date movies to be ones that you hold hands or have some kind of physical encounter, even though it’s a bit cliché. I sat through the movie thinking “is my hand in a good spot for him to hold? Should I cross my legs?” I should have pulled some moves I learned out at the bars this weekend such as leaning over in his lap and looking up and saying something like, “I thought I dropped something, ops.” Of course those were observations from a stripper and possibly her Gator (aka pimp). I bet they’d work here though.
I was getting the excited stomach verves which was fun. But when it came to the goodnight kiss, I put too much thought into it instead of just chilling out and living in the moment. I’m second guessing myself and I can’t tell if I’m a good kisser. I know I use to be, but it’s been so long… Awkwardly enough, I started kissing my hand on the drive home, testing what it was like. While sitting at a stop light I glance over at the car next to me, doh, it was some young college girl laughing at me, fabulous. Not only am I now insecure about kissing a boy; I can’t even practice on my hand in peace. Plus, she probably took a pic or video to show to all her friends later, thank you interwebs, haha.
Natural is really great and I’d love to see where this goes, but something tells me it’s not really there, I’m not getting won over. I want to be blown away by someone and taken off guard, and he doesn’t seem to have it.
I guess it’s back to the email board for some fresh meat.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
MOVING and MORE
Dating has been on hold due to MOVING….
On that note, it’s soo annoying that talkie pants has been texting me throughout the move. Positive note, he asked me out on an activity date. He texted on Friday, “How about the driving range?!!” I was wrapped up in getting a Uhaul and movers and organized that I just didn’t get a chance to respond… then Sunday rolls around and he texts, “I guess no golf” urgh are you serious? He knew I was moving this weekend and I told him I wasn’t interested. I just don’t understand why he’s so needy? I am still debating how to make this guy my friend though, because he is fun. Then again he’s obviously not a priority for me right now. I texted back saying “I’m moving, I’ll get back to you later this week.” I really don’t want to date this guy but also don’t want to turn down an opportunity to make a friend. I think he’s interested in more than what I have to give.
Natural on the other hand is awesome! He’s been texting me as well from his conference in Vegas this weekend, I told him to bring me back an Elvis magnet, we shall see, hehe.
I’ve received a few new emails this week, but nothing that exciting, just the same ole “I like to laugh and cook.” That’s something else, why on earth are there so many dudes who cook? Everyone’s a chef now a day. I’ve been responding to the comedian chefs’ with “what’s your kitchen specialty? And can you put chocolate on that?” really lame, I need to work on my material.
On that note, it’s soo annoying that talkie pants has been texting me throughout the move. Positive note, he asked me out on an activity date. He texted on Friday, “How about the driving range?!!” I was wrapped up in getting a Uhaul and movers and organized that I just didn’t get a chance to respond… then Sunday rolls around and he texts, “I guess no golf” urgh are you serious? He knew I was moving this weekend and I told him I wasn’t interested. I just don’t understand why he’s so needy? I am still debating how to make this guy my friend though, because he is fun. Then again he’s obviously not a priority for me right now. I texted back saying “I’m moving, I’ll get back to you later this week.” I really don’t want to date this guy but also don’t want to turn down an opportunity to make a friend. I think he’s interested in more than what I have to give.
Natural on the other hand is awesome! He’s been texting me as well from his conference in Vegas this weekend, I told him to bring me back an Elvis magnet, we shall see, hehe.
I’ve received a few new emails this week, but nothing that exciting, just the same ole “I like to laugh and cook.” That’s something else, why on earth are there so many dudes who cook? Everyone’s a chef now a day. I’ve been responding to the comedian chefs’ with “what’s your kitchen specialty? And can you put chocolate on that?” really lame, I need to work on my material.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Natural
Disclaimer: this blog isn't that humorous, so expect to say "ahhh" more than "lol".
Natural, no more lazy-eyed daughter
This guy definitely gets a new name. I like him; he was funny and nice and really relatable. We had a great time. I even spilled queso all over myself and he laughed, hehe. I even sopped up the yummy cheesy goodness with my tongue (we didn't have napkins, even if we did I'm opt for savoring the cheese). The conversation felt natural and not forced. He was interesting and cute. I think it only took 5 minutes for me to stop staring at his one challenged eye before I realized this guy was very much my style. We had a lot in common and even a few mutual friends.
We were able to talk and laugh and just enjoy ourselves, he even said it’s the best MATCH date he’s ever had, and I believed him because it was definitely the best MATCH date for me. I also learned some fun facts. Did you know the record for a person being struck by lightning and surviving is 7? now ya do.
I can’t think of any weird or awkward moments. It was really refreshing and natural. Oh wait; there might have been one moment. I’m not that big on kissing on the first date. I semi-expected it when it happened, but it still caught me off guard. I think from my end it was a bit weak with a little nervous giggle. But it wasn’t too bad, definitely better than talkie pants. And I want more, hehe.
I’m trying to rack my brain about what might throw me off from this guy and it’s difficult. He seems to have a lot of positive energy and a great attitude. I definitely want to find out more.
I think overall it was a success; he texted this morning saying he had a great time and can’t wait to see me again. We shall see, I have a good feeling about this guy.
Natural, no more lazy-eyed daughter
This guy definitely gets a new name. I like him; he was funny and nice and really relatable. We had a great time. I even spilled queso all over myself and he laughed, hehe. I even sopped up the yummy cheesy goodness with my tongue (we didn't have napkins, even if we did I'm opt for savoring the cheese). The conversation felt natural and not forced. He was interesting and cute. I think it only took 5 minutes for me to stop staring at his one challenged eye before I realized this guy was very much my style. We had a lot in common and even a few mutual friends.
We were able to talk and laugh and just enjoy ourselves, he even said it’s the best MATCH date he’s ever had, and I believed him because it was definitely the best MATCH date for me. I also learned some fun facts. Did you know the record for a person being struck by lightning and surviving is 7? now ya do.
I can’t think of any weird or awkward moments. It was really refreshing and natural. Oh wait; there might have been one moment. I’m not that big on kissing on the first date. I semi-expected it when it happened, but it still caught me off guard. I think from my end it was a bit weak with a little nervous giggle. But it wasn’t too bad, definitely better than talkie pants. And I want more, hehe.
I’m trying to rack my brain about what might throw me off from this guy and it’s difficult. He seems to have a lot of positive energy and a great attitude. I definitely want to find out more.
I think overall it was a success; he texted this morning saying he had a great time and can’t wait to see me again. We shall see, I have a good feeling about this guy.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Talkie Pants Date #3
He should get an E for Effort? a D for Dumbass? maybe a C for Courageous? B for Ballsey? No, no it’s definitely an A for After last night I will never see you again.
Summary of 3rd date for 3rd grade readers:
Boy talks a lot.
Boy likes girl.
Girl does not like boy in “that way”.
Boy tries to convince girl to date him.
Boy kisses girl.
Girl giggles in nervous laughter at boy kissing attempt.
Girl tells boy she’s not feeling ‘it’.
Boy kisses girl again.
Girl repeats that she’s NOT FEELING ‘IT’.
Next day, boy texts girl about a 4th date. WTF?
When it comes down to it, I really want to find someone who likes to do more things than talk and talk and talk. And it’s a lot of energy to continue conversations for hours and hours. Plus, with talkie pants, it seems that a lot of time and energy must be spent on talking whether it’s about him, me or even the weather, hehe. I think I’d like to spend that time more with myself or just in my own brain. I don’t necessarily want to share every thought I have and be in constant communication. Plus, the talking feels more like gibber gabber than humorous or fun. It’s talking for the sake of talking.
We have gone out 3 times in less than a week, which seems like a lot. Plus, I still just wasn’t feeling any sparks or “I want to rip your clothes off vibes.” I just felt like I was hesitating on the decision to ‘date’ or ‘friend’ him. I guess the hesitation really gives me my answer, which is ‘friend’. I’m just not that into him.
He asked what it was I didn’t like about him and I told him several things,
1) You don’t have a ‘pause’ button, and silence would be nice sometimes
2) I don’t like your schedule
3) I didn’t like how we got into the soft opening of that restaurant
4) I don’t like your job
5) I like to do more things than eat, and would like to date someone more active.
His response
1) I don’t like silence and I LOVE to talk, talking makes me happy
2) I don’t like your schedule
3) I really had an invitation to that opening and I would never weasel my way into something like that
4) It’s just a job
5) I will be more than happy to do anything you want me to. “you pick and activity and I am there, … you can peg me with tennis balls if that makes you happy.”
I’m really not sure what to do now. This guy seems desperate to hang on to a girl that told him she wasn’t really interested. The sad thing is that I’d like to have him as a friend and someone to talk to once in a while. He really is a good talker, but I really don’t want to date him or kiss him ever again. It really was like kissing my brother or cousin, just seemed WRONG. Note: I’ve never kissed my brother or cousin, but I’d imagine it’d be like kissing talkie pants.
I figure my options here are to 1) ignore his text and calls and never talk to him again, 2) send an email telling him I really don’t want to date him but if we could be friends that would be fun 3) give it one more shot and put him through Dating ‘BOOTCAMP’
Dating ‘BOOTCAMP’- I have several ideas for this. Phase I will consist of fun outdoor activities. Anyone whose life consists of sitting in A/C would find this phase to be miserable and send them home crying. Activities would include, running the lake at my pace, this guy would not make it one mile. Followed by tennis or a pick up game of Ultimate Frisbee, maybe some sand volleyball and a 20minute swim just to be nice and let him cool off. Then I would commence Phase II, cigarettes and alcohol. Get all my friends together and scare this guy shit-less, I know it can be done. He would be running home so fast that he would be speechless. Not to mention, I would throw some extra farts and burps and crudeness in the mix, coupled with short tight shorts that show my cottage cheese thighs and tummy fat rolls. MAHWAHAHAHA, it’s a good plan.
Other dating news
I have a new date tonight with Lazy-eyed Daughter. The new adjective was at the suggestion of friends. My goal is to spend the night getting to know him and not his lazy eye. I’m not even sure if he has a lazy eye, there just seems to be a few questionable pictures on his profile. Anyways, I’m excited at this new prospect and I will keep you posted.
Summary of 3rd date for 3rd grade readers:
Boy talks a lot.
Boy likes girl.
Girl does not like boy in “that way”.
Boy tries to convince girl to date him.
Boy kisses girl.
Girl giggles in nervous laughter at boy kissing attempt.
Girl tells boy she’s not feeling ‘it’.
Boy kisses girl again.
Girl repeats that she’s NOT FEELING ‘IT’.
Next day, boy texts girl about a 4th date. WTF?
When it comes down to it, I really want to find someone who likes to do more things than talk and talk and talk. And it’s a lot of energy to continue conversations for hours and hours. Plus, with talkie pants, it seems that a lot of time and energy must be spent on talking whether it’s about him, me or even the weather, hehe. I think I’d like to spend that time more with myself or just in my own brain. I don’t necessarily want to share every thought I have and be in constant communication. Plus, the talking feels more like gibber gabber than humorous or fun. It’s talking for the sake of talking.
We have gone out 3 times in less than a week, which seems like a lot. Plus, I still just wasn’t feeling any sparks or “I want to rip your clothes off vibes.” I just felt like I was hesitating on the decision to ‘date’ or ‘friend’ him. I guess the hesitation really gives me my answer, which is ‘friend’. I’m just not that into him.
He asked what it was I didn’t like about him and I told him several things,
1) You don’t have a ‘pause’ button, and silence would be nice sometimes
2) I don’t like your schedule
3) I didn’t like how we got into the soft opening of that restaurant
4) I don’t like your job
5) I like to do more things than eat, and would like to date someone more active.
His response
1) I don’t like silence and I LOVE to talk, talking makes me happy
2) I don’t like your schedule
3) I really had an invitation to that opening and I would never weasel my way into something like that
4) It’s just a job
5) I will be more than happy to do anything you want me to. “you pick and activity and I am there, … you can peg me with tennis balls if that makes you happy.”
I’m really not sure what to do now. This guy seems desperate to hang on to a girl that told him she wasn’t really interested. The sad thing is that I’d like to have him as a friend and someone to talk to once in a while. He really is a good talker, but I really don’t want to date him or kiss him ever again. It really was like kissing my brother or cousin, just seemed WRONG. Note: I’ve never kissed my brother or cousin, but I’d imagine it’d be like kissing talkie pants.
I figure my options here are to 1) ignore his text and calls and never talk to him again, 2) send an email telling him I really don’t want to date him but if we could be friends that would be fun 3) give it one more shot and put him through Dating ‘BOOTCAMP’
Dating ‘BOOTCAMP’- I have several ideas for this. Phase I will consist of fun outdoor activities. Anyone whose life consists of sitting in A/C would find this phase to be miserable and send them home crying. Activities would include, running the lake at my pace, this guy would not make it one mile. Followed by tennis or a pick up game of Ultimate Frisbee, maybe some sand volleyball and a 20minute swim just to be nice and let him cool off. Then I would commence Phase II, cigarettes and alcohol. Get all my friends together and scare this guy shit-less, I know it can be done. He would be running home so fast that he would be speechless. Not to mention, I would throw some extra farts and burps and crudeness in the mix, coupled with short tight shorts that show my cottage cheese thighs and tummy fat rolls. MAHWAHAHAHA, it’s a good plan.
Other dating news
I have a new date tonight with Lazy-eyed Daughter. The new adjective was at the suggestion of friends. My goal is to spend the night getting to know him and not his lazy eye. I’m not even sure if he has a lazy eye, there just seems to be a few questionable pictures on his profile. Anyways, I’m excited at this new prospect and I will keep you posted.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Trailer, the Second Sunday Date
I guess it was a good thing I was so hung-over on Sunday because eating 2 gigantic meals was much needed. That’s just about all I have to say in regards to the second date, “Thank god there was food because there wasn’t a lot of anything else.”
Trailer got the nickname trailer because the original plan was to go to the food trailers and conduct a food crawl. AWESOME IDEA, really inventive and sounded like a lot of fun. Well, he picks me up and we have a change of plan. Since it’s hot outside (wasn’t that hot) he thought we should go to a sit down restaurant instead. “Sounds good to me,” honestly I’m still hung over and just need more greasy food to stuff my face to get over the terrible night before.
The entire date he sits across from me, slowly cutting his food with a knife and fork and starring at me with a blank impression. He slowly brought the fork to mouth and chewed even slower. He barely added to conversation and when I asked questions he blankly responded. I spent most of the time watching the band, re-reading the menu and ordering more iced tea, while he still slowly chewed on whatever curd of food was lodged between his teeth. Oh and his teeth, yuck. They were crooked ever so slightly that you weren’t able to tell in his profile pictures, but man up close, not pretty.
I still impressed him enough to ask me out again, but I’m thinking there’s not much there for a 2nd date. A part of me wonders if he was just nervous; hum? I’ll sit on this one for a while, but I don’t want to waste another hour if it’s going to be that BORING, I’ve got better things to do.
Trailer got the nickname trailer because the original plan was to go to the food trailers and conduct a food crawl. AWESOME IDEA, really inventive and sounded like a lot of fun. Well, he picks me up and we have a change of plan. Since it’s hot outside (wasn’t that hot) he thought we should go to a sit down restaurant instead. “Sounds good to me,” honestly I’m still hung over and just need more greasy food to stuff my face to get over the terrible night before.
The entire date he sits across from me, slowly cutting his food with a knife and fork and starring at me with a blank impression. He slowly brought the fork to mouth and chewed even slower. He barely added to conversation and when I asked questions he blankly responded. I spent most of the time watching the band, re-reading the menu and ordering more iced tea, while he still slowly chewed on whatever curd of food was lodged between his teeth. Oh and his teeth, yuck. They were crooked ever so slightly that you weren’t able to tell in his profile pictures, but man up close, not pretty.
I still impressed him enough to ask me out again, but I’m thinking there’s not much there for a 2nd date. A part of me wonders if he was just nervous; hum? I’ll sit on this one for a while, but I don’t want to waste another hour if it’s going to be that BORING, I’ve got better things to do.
Talkie Pants Date #2
Date #2 with talkie pants was pretty interesting. I told him the night before about needing a new mattress and we scheduled a COSTCO outing. Little did I know that the night before drunkenness, I spilled all the beans about my weight issues and eating chips & queso like there’s no tomorrow. I pretty much told him all those beautiful embarrassing things you save for at least a month into the relationship before letting this guy know all your body conscious issues.
I’m beginning to realize there’s no down time with this guy. It seems like we’re in constant conversation, which isn’t bad, but at the same time it’s a bit exhausting. COSTCO was fun but we needed food and decided to venture to a convenient breakfast place located within the same parking lot. As we’re walking in the door, the hostesses ask if we have our invitation for their “soft opening.” I immediately begin to turn tail, knowing we don’t have an invitation. He however decides to pull out his “credentials” and talk our way into the soft opening. This slightly annoyed me simply because I don’t like to weasel my way into anything and it wouldn’t have been a big deal to go across the street to someplace else. Oh well, I guess my hangover from the night before limited my capability to fight my urge for food, and was excited to get a 3 course meal handed in front of me.
Conversation was good; we discussed everything from strip clubs and Vegas to weddings and babies. I guess sometimes those all go hand and hand. At one point I began to yawn, knowing that my much needed sleep was catching up to me. He asked if he was a bore and I responded with, “you’re not boring at all, that’s one thing I really like about you.” I giggled in my head when I found the opportunity to say this because of the first date thoughts, haha.
2nd date with talkie pants ended well with a nice hug and we’re scheduled for a 3rd dinner date. I’m picking him up tonight and we shall see. I think this will be the final determination as to how I’m feeling about him.
I like him, but not sure if it’s really there. There are a few things that still bother me and make me think he’s still a bit of a narcissist. Plus, I’m not sure if the physical attraction is there, he’s just not some guy that I want to rip his clothes off. In fact, I’m hoping they stay on. Hum, yeah maybe I’m really not into this guy. On the other hand, I like his personality and his outgoingness. Plus he keeps asking me out and I enjoy spending time with him so it’s hard to say no.
I’m beginning to realize there’s no down time with this guy. It seems like we’re in constant conversation, which isn’t bad, but at the same time it’s a bit exhausting. COSTCO was fun but we needed food and decided to venture to a convenient breakfast place located within the same parking lot. As we’re walking in the door, the hostesses ask if we have our invitation for their “soft opening.” I immediately begin to turn tail, knowing we don’t have an invitation. He however decides to pull out his “credentials” and talk our way into the soft opening. This slightly annoyed me simply because I don’t like to weasel my way into anything and it wouldn’t have been a big deal to go across the street to someplace else. Oh well, I guess my hangover from the night before limited my capability to fight my urge for food, and was excited to get a 3 course meal handed in front of me.
Conversation was good; we discussed everything from strip clubs and Vegas to weddings and babies. I guess sometimes those all go hand and hand. At one point I began to yawn, knowing that my much needed sleep was catching up to me. He asked if he was a bore and I responded with, “you’re not boring at all, that’s one thing I really like about you.” I giggled in my head when I found the opportunity to say this because of the first date thoughts, haha.
2nd date with talkie pants ended well with a nice hug and we’re scheduled for a 3rd dinner date. I’m picking him up tonight and we shall see. I think this will be the final determination as to how I’m feeling about him.
I like him, but not sure if it’s really there. There are a few things that still bother me and make me think he’s still a bit of a narcissist. Plus, I’m not sure if the physical attraction is there, he’s just not some guy that I want to rip his clothes off. In fact, I’m hoping they stay on. Hum, yeah maybe I’m really not into this guy. On the other hand, I like his personality and his outgoingness. Plus he keeps asking me out and I enjoy spending time with him so it’s hard to say no.
Saturday texting debacle
After a festive Saturday night of drinking with friends, it seemed like an excellent idea to text like crazy with a few boys from MATCH. My texts from Saturday night (just a few):
1) “buzzed you wanta come get me?”
2) “what are you doing 2nite besides thiking of me”
3) “friends, dont fall down now”
4) “it’s a song silly pants”
5) “trivia question hard when drunk”
6) “if I could figure out 2 take a pic of a pineapple w sunglasses u would have it”
7) “just spilt beer every goodnight call me 2morrow”
Surprisingly enough, both boys called me Sunday to go out, are they desperate or something?
1) “buzzed you wanta come get me?”
2) “what are you doing 2nite besides thiking of me”
3) “friends, dont fall down now”
4) “it’s a song silly pants”
5) “trivia question hard when drunk”
6) “if I could figure out 2 take a pic of a pineapple w sunglasses u would have it”
7) “just spilt beer every goodnight call me 2morrow”
Surprisingly enough, both boys called me Sunday to go out, are they desperate or something?
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