Going out with a bang

Hello folks!!

I feel like I owe you all one last post before the new year. 

And it has also been a while. 

Not a whole lot to report but still enough to drop by and check in. 

The "Dude" I was supposed to go on a date with, and then he canceled, and then asked about rescheduling never set any rescheduled set plans. I actually haven't heard from him since last Tuesday morning and today is Thursday. I do know he's out on a cruise, but frankly I don't really care where he is at this point. He lives too far away, anyways so I suppose it's best we never went on a date. Ehh. 

"Tom" has been quite communicative this past week since we last hung out and he explained his disappearing act. I'm honestly not sure what is going on, but he is very adamant about hanging out again and soon. My game plan is to just hang out and see what happens. Since our "talk," I know I can be honest and straight forward with him if I'm confused as to what's going on. For now, I'm really not trying to think about it until something actually happens between us. If something does, I'll definitely write about it! Hold tight until then. 

In other news, I may have a date next week! New year, new guy! I have been messaging with this one guy, and although it's been quite ... I guess sparse is the best word that comes to mind right now..... in our conversations, I think it at least leaves us with plenty to talk about on a date. Since the holidays have gotten in the way, it has not made it easy in trying to schedule a date. I gave him my phone number so the ball is in his court! Stay tuned for new material! 

Happy New Year, Everyone!!!! 

Meh.

Hi, again.

So, really no movement anywhere. Dude who I was supposed to go out with last week never rescheduled, but we're still keeping in touch. However, it's starting to lose its luster. He asked about Thursday, but no concrete plans have been set, and given that tomorrow is Thursday, I don't foresee anything happening. Meh. 

Last night I grabbed drinks (I had water) with "Tom." It was interesting. I had not my best of days earlier that day so I was in a really down mood; more depressed/sad than being angry or w/e. Anyways, he still wanted to get together to "talk" and so we did. He apologized for dropping off the face of the earth and said that he got scared. He said that his thoughts got ahead of him rather than enjoying the time we were spending together at that moment. I appreciated that he wanted to meet up with me and have this conversation face to face. He asked if we could still hang out cause he did enjoy the time we spent together; I was and still am unsure. I'm just not in a place in my life anymore where I really want to see anyone nor just hang out with someone. I appreciate that he's trying to be nice and friendly, but frankly I don't really want another guy friend nor hanging out with one that I've already sort of dated; I feel like there will be some awkward tension and I rather not see him attempt to hit on other girls nor talk about other girls. However, the night was awkward but still relaxing and did lighten my mood. I'm not sure what's going to happen with "Tom," but for now, at least I got an answer. 

Good News Bad News

Hi. 

The good news is I have an outfit to wear for my date tonight. 

The bad news is that I don't have a date tonight. 

Homeboy had to cancel.

He had mentioned to me Tuesday that he was flying to NY on Wednesday for work. 

I asked if he would be back in time and he said yes. 

Things changed, shit shows happened, and he's not coming back till Friday. 

Boo.

However, we did plan to reschedule for next week. 

I'll keep you posted. 

Tomorrow Night Is The Night

Yep, that's right; tomorrow is Date Night. 

I'm excited and apprehensive at the same time.

I'm kind of like "Eh, here we gooooooo again. Wonder what is in store this time?" 

And I'm also like "I sure hope this is fun!!!! He seems like a really fun guy!" 

However, I did find some.... um.... incriminating evidence.... yesterday out there on the "internets". You could say I "gathered intelligence," or at least that's what I like to call it rather than saying "I stalked the shit out of this guy." It kind of made me lose confidence in meeting him; well not kind of, it definitely left a bad taste in my mouth. 

I'll keep ya posted as to how it goes!!!! 

December

I know, I know, I know. 

My posts have been far and few between in the past few months.

Mostly cause, well, there's very little to write about. 

So, here's an attempt at catching up. 

I do have a date coming up next week. He's one of the guys I have been talking to that I mentioned last week. I'm kind of excited, but I am not having high hopes since there is some distance between us. However, he seems like a fun guy (fungi! I wonder if he's a cremini) and outgoing. I'll give it a shot, but have my guard up about the whole thing. 

As for the other dude I was talking to, it went something like this:

He asked if I wanted to get drinks this past weekend. I said yes and that any day would work.

Well, prior to that, he asked me a question which might be my biggest pet peeve of online dating.

"So, have you gone out on a lot of dates with guys from this site?" 

Buddy, it is NONE of your business how many guys I've gone on dates with from online dating. I'm not going to tell you, "Oh yea, I go out on lots of dates. I've even started a blog about it! If you're lucky, you'll make it on there!" Well, he got lucky cause he's now on here, but not in a good way. 

So then I didn't hear from him after he asked about drinks. I decided to send him my number. This is the text convo we had:

"Hey sorry things been hectic. This is "Aaron" from [online dating site]. So I want be honest I kind of started talking to someone and want to see where it goes." 

Talking.... not seeing? You've been TALKING to this girl who has blown you away so much that you are blowing me off for drinks? Right. 

My reply: "Well, best of luck to you then"

HIS REPLY: "Thanks. if want talk maybe hang out as friends would still be cool talk."

Buddy, I am not on this site to make friends. I have enough guy friends. If I wanted to make new friends, I'd go join a kickball team or play golf or something that involves meeting new people NOT ONLINE. 

What is wrong with some folks? I appreciate the honesty, however, use some tact. Good googa mooga. 

Anyways, I got this message this past week. Thought it was a tad funny:

"By any chance did you happen to do the Run For Your Lives around Halloween this year? It was really fun! 5K ... with mud and obstacles ... and zombies."

I didn't know I gave off the "I think zombies are the shit" vibe. 

So, that's my life in a nutshell. "Help, I'm trapped in a nut shell!" 

I'm not sure if you noticed, but I kind of like puns. 

A Gem of an Email

I got this gem of an email. 

"Hey what's up? Your very sexy and i have a thing for women who wear heels like stillettos /strappy heels. Do you wear things like that? I really find you attractive and I'd like to know if u would want to chat more on yahoo or something? Do you have a yahoo name?"

Yea, there's a winner. 

End of November Updates

Hi there. 

So November has been an interesting month. 

Run down of the past week(-ish):

1. No, I never heard back from "Tom."

Most likely we'll run into each other one night and it will be awkward. 

Enough about him.

2. The result of my drunk online dating messaging with the Ginger. He did reply! With this:

"Hey [Me], I think you're pretty cool too and I definitely had fun at homecoming but I kinda started dating a girl a few weeks ago and don't wanna mess anything up with that. :/" 

I replied with this:

Hey "Ginger", 

So there was some liquid courage in that message I sent you last night, if it wasn't obvious. But I will admit, I've thought about messaging you for a while and apparently got enough in me to do it. I got a great laugh out of it today and hope you did too. Thanks for the reply back and good luck with the new chick! See ya around! (Either way, apparently. I have NO idea what I meant by that, nor half of that message.)

3. I've been messaging with two guys, but neither of them have "wowed" me. One I'm attracted to, but he doesn't live near by. The other I don't find as attractive, physically and quickly developing personality-wise, but he lives near by. I might give him a shot, but I'm not expecting much. 

Frankly, I'm very exhausted from all this dating and crap. 

I really have little to no interest to continue online dating, nor dating as a whole.

I'm fine being single and I'm having lots of fun doing my own thing, which is really the most important thing to focus on. 

If someone comes along and wants to be a part of the fun; terrific. But for now, I'm going to just do me. 

It's been an experience, but it's one that I think I've had enough of. 

My subscription ends December 29th to the one site I am currently on.

I deactivated the "free" site because... well, it was free and obviously so by the types of "men" on there. 

Drinking and Online Dating Don't Mix

Hello.

I did something dumb.

I went out drinking and then came home and decided to message the ginger who I met at homecoming.

Here's how it went:

Title: Yo

Message:

Alright "Ginger",

I thought you were pretty awesome when I met you. This whole homecoming/online dating thing is weird, and I honestly will admit homecoming was kinda hazy. Anyways, I thought you seemed like a cool dude n then you popped up as the single out match of the day. I thought I'd go ahead n message you. Anyways, here's an attempt at messaging you. I hate to beat around the bush so here's to cutting the chase. I think you're awesome and I'll leave it at that. If the feeling isn't mutual, alrighty, I understand. Have a great thanksgiving and see ya around either way! Ttyl!

"Me"

Soooooo, he hasn't messaged back. 

I'm still single.

Yea. 

That happened. 

Hand to face. 

WHOAH; pretty much sums it up.

I have an update. 

Yesterday, while sitting at the doctor's office, I was playing around on my phone when all of a sudden it vibrates.
I thought "That's weird. Did someone just try and call me?"

I checked back to my call log and BAM. 

Yes sir, someone sure did. 

"Tom" did. 

I KNOW. I'm as shocked as you are! 

I was quite confused and literally in SHOCK. 

I have no idea if they even called my name to go back to the exam room. 

I was literally sitting there going "WTF?!"

Anyways, he even left a VOICE MAIL. 

I KNOW! 

So I listened to it. It went like this: 

"Hey, [me]. It's "Tom" calling it's about 10 to 4:00pm on Thursday, I wanted to call you n get a hold of you and  see what you are up to and how you've been. I was hoping that we could kinda get together sometime maybe next week, grab a bite to eat or something. Sorry, I've been kinda distant so I just wanted to talk to you about it. When you get a chance, give me a call back or whatever is easiest for you. Alright, talk to you later."

I was stunned. I didn't know what to think and I don't know what to think, still. 

Here'e my problem; guys seem to always do this to me. 

They disappear and then POOF, they come crawling back for more. 

I'm not sure what it is. I've been told I do this sexy lip thing. Maybe its my curvaceous bod. Maybe its my wit and charm. Maybe because I'm just down right awesome. Yea, I'm thinking what you're thinking; it's all of that. (Insert Sarcasm)

Anyways, after confiding in my closest male cohorts, as well as one married chick and one single chick, I decided to do this; call him back. Why? Simply because of curiosity. 

I want to hear what he has to say. I had already moved on from him and accepted the fact that he's just not that into me. I grieved, I wept some, and I ate junk food. All over a guy I saw for a few weeks. Yea, imagine what happens when I go through a break up; not pretty. (Are any break ups ever?) 

So, I finally got around to calling him back. I was prepared to listen and then speak my little mind that this behavior has been crap and I am not a happy camper about it. 

I got his voice mail.

I left a short message saying that it was me, what time, just returning his call, and to give me a call back whenever. Simple and short. Boom. 

About 30 min later, I was standing in the kitchen mixing lemonade and Fire Fly (hey, it was Thursday evening, don't judge) and had the UNC-VT game on. I thought to myself "Hmm, if he calls, would I be able to hear my phone over the tv?" The answer was no, or at least not in time. 

By the time I realized my phone was ringing, I had Fire Fly in hand which I finished pouring (priorities) and then darted across the living room to turn down the TV, which I FOR WHATEVER REASON couldn't turn it down because remotes are my kryptonite. By the time I grabbed my phone, I had missed the call. 

So, I immediately called right back. 

OF COURSE, he doesn't answer. 

Side note: why does this always happen? I think this is one of my top 5 pet peeves, when you call someone, miss it, call right back, and they don't answer. UM, WHY? 

Moving on..... He didn't leave another voice mail and neither did I. About 10 minutes later I decided to just send a quick text, because I was flustered and confused. No response back. 

I'm not surprised because he wakes up at 4:45am every morning and as a result goes to bed around 8ish. 

So for now, I'll wait and see what happens next. 

I'm curious as to what the outcome will be and if he'll get back in touch. 

And also, what he has to say for himself.

Another funny note; one of the sites does "Picks of the day" and I had two VERY INTERESTING picks. 

First up, the ginger. So, during homecoming weekend, I met this Ginger (redhead, for all of you who don't know the term) through friends and we made out a lot that night and ended up falling asleep on the hotel floor together. Next morning was awkward, to say in the least, but we're Facebook friends, so if he really wanted to get in touch with me again, he knows how. Anyways, a few weeks ago, I noticed he viewed my profile on the online dating website. When I logged in last night, BOOM, there he was. MY PICK OF THE DAY. This site really thinks we'd hit it off. Little does it know that we already did. 

Anyways, now he can see that I viewed him, again. Awkward. 

Second, one of my close guy friends was also a pick, yesterday. I sent him a text letting him know that he was one of my picks of the day. He texted back saying that I should click yes. I said I had already clicked no, but thought about clicking yes. In return, I "winked" at him instead. This is all out of fun. 

I'm not interested in him and I think the feeling is mutual. 

We're good friends and that's where it will stay. 

So, yesterday was eventful in terms of dudes. Almost tidal-wave-esque, you could say. 

The weekend came and went... just like "Tom"

Hello folks!

So, I guess to give you the final update on "Tom," is that there isn't much to update since last week. 

I ended up texting him Thursday afternoon and it went like this:

Me: "Hey hows your week going? How'd your weekend turn out in PA? Didn't realize you were going out of town again."

"Tom": "Its good. I'm working saturday 6-4pm for overtime work, kinda sucks. PA was fun I hadn't seen my buddy in forever so it was good to see him. How have you been?"

Me: "That sucks ass you have to work Saturday. This week has been busy at work n prepping for stuff next week so its not too crazy. Other than that, can't complain! 

That was Thursday evening. 

I haven't heard from him since.

Nor do I CARE to hear from him.

I'm very disappointed. 

Not sure where things went south, but they did.

I get it, you're just not that into me. 

Next. 

A week later...

Alrighty, folks. 

I've left you hanging for a week now. 

Here's the situation:

"Tom" and I hung out last Wednesday evening  and things went alright. So I thought, at least. 

Before he had left, we chatted briefly about when we were going to hang out again next. 

It went like this:

"Tom": "What works for you this weekend?"

Me: "Saturday is good."

"Tom": "Ok, Saturday it is." 

Well, then Thursday passed by, no word from him. That's ok. 

Friday passed by, no word from him. Eh, ok. 

Friday night, after a few drinks with friends and hanging out at a local bar, I sent him a text since I was thinking about him: "Hey What are you up to?" No response. 

Saturday: nothing all day. 

Finally, I bit the bullet and sent him a text:

Me: "Hey did you still want to do something tonight?"

"Tom": "Hey I'm in Pennsylvania tonight."

Me: "Oh ok have fun"

I have not heard from him since. 

Not quite sure what happened. 

We've seen each other once a week now for the past 4 weeks.

Been in communication. 

Up until now.

I was quite startled that he was out of town. 

He didn't mention anything about going out of town anytime soon.

He had been out of town the weekend before. 

I was surprised, and still am. 

It's been about 5 days now since I have heard from him.

I don't think I'll hear anything else from him unless I say something first. 

I'm disappointed, mostly because, I thought things were alright and we were on the same page.

Apparently not. 

I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do now.

I've gone back and forth as to whether I might shoot a text his way to see if he still exists. 

However, nothing has been done nor said yet. 

Maybe that's for the best? 

Not really all that much of a happy camper.

The Toilet Situation

So, last time I left you, I was very unsure as to what was going on with my life and quite done with this whole dating thing.

Eh, well I still kind of am, but not. Not everything has gone down the crapper (ba-dum-shhh). Over the past week, there has been more talk between "Tom" and I and it seems to have picked up, again. One thing I think I'm having a hard time dealing with is that things between us are going kind of "slow" for my liking and I've had a really hard time trying to figure out what the hell is going on. But... it has been good for me to be taking things at a slower pace; something that I haven't really experienced with previous relationships.

"Tom" and I have kept in touch over the past week and tried to get together this past weekend but that fell through. Really fell. Fell right down into the crapper. Literally.

"Tom" was out of town this weekend but asked me Sunday about hanging out later that night. I said sure, come on over, and was expecting him almost any minute. Well, a minute turned into several minutes, which turned into a half hour, which turned into an hour, and then hours. That's right; he never showed up. I. was. pissed. Livid, really. 

Back up a few days, I had been wondering just how into me he really is and have had a lot of trouble being convinced that someone actually is attracted to me. This is an insecurity that I've been trying to work on and trying to muster up some sense that someone out there in this ocean, there is another fish that digs this fish, baggage and all.

Anyways, I didn't hear from him the rest of the night. I was really confused, oh yea, and pissed off. Did he decide he didn't want to come over? Did he fall asleep? Did his roommates drag him into something? What the heck is going on? I kinda freaked.

I texted him an hour later asking if everything was alright. Nada.

Next day; generally if I text him late, he'll respond the next morning. However, I didn't get anything. I was even more pissed. I have had this happen to me so many times and have been jerked around so much that frankly, I'm over it. I'm tired of dating, tired of playing games, tired of it all. I was vowing to take a long hiatus from the dating world if I never heard from him again.

So, of course I discussed and digested the situation with my close cohorts. Do I text him again? Do I call him? Do I wait? What do I do? And here is what I decided: to do nothing. That's right, I waited. I decided that if he wanted to come around and explain himself, he can and I will let him know that this behavior will not be tolerated. Otherwise, it's not worth my time and energy to go fishing after him for a half ass explanation.

And that is exactly what happened folks. Later that afternoon, he came around and I got a text from him. And it read:

"Hey!! I dropped my phone in the toliet last night.... I don't have your number [written down, I assume] either and I forgot which apt u are!! Sorry. Just got it fixed..."

Ok, I wasn't sure what to believe. I was like.... really? He dropped it in the toilet? Should I really believe this? This is absurd. What kind of excuse is this?

Then I thought about it. I've dropped my phone in the toilet, and more times than I'd like to admit. I decided it must be somewhat true, and knowing him as much that I do, this was entirely possible and I knew he was unsure as to which apartment I live in.  But I wasn't sure how to respond. So I came up with this:

"Hahahahahahahhahah oh lordy"

I mean, what else was I supposed to say? I could have been a huge bitch and been like "Really? Then prove it." but I didn't want to be like that. I kept my cool.

So, then we texted throughout the evening and the convo went well. I then found the confidence in me to believe that perhaps he really did drop it in the toilet. However, after that evening, I didn't hear from him. Back to being confused.

Wednesday afternoon, I decided I'd shoot him a text. He has been looking for a new car so I was curious if he was successful in finding one. He responded back with that he had found one, but he would text me more after work. And he did. We went back and forth and finally I enticed him to come hang out with watching regular tv and some wine. I think it was more the wine than the tv that got him.

He came over and it was awkward. I opened the door and he walked in. What was I supposed to do? Hug him? Kiss him? Tackle him? Do nothing? So, nothing I did. I had already poured myself some wine so when he got there I poured himself a glass, too.

Then we sat on either side of the couch. Yes, I'm in middle school. I wasn't sure what to do because I was so nervous that he was actually here, living and breathing, in my living room, on my couch. It was awkward at first but I tried to make chit-chat to sound like I was interested in him. After a while, we got more comfortable around one another and things clicked. By the end of the evening we were cuddled up on my couch and watching one of my favorite shows. Overall, it turned into a successful evening.

Lesson learned: to trust more. I think I need to trust in others more, as well as myself. With time, I think this will get better and I'll learn that not everyone is an asshole. Time does amazing things for tricky situations and especially so when it comes to dating and relationships.

Nada

So, I've got nada for you. There was no 4th date with "Tom" this week due to some unforeseen circumstances. We've been in touch, but no idea as to when we'll see each other next. 

I've dabbled a bit on one of the sites in the past week, but frankly, I'm tired of this online dating crap. I can now say I've tried it, and it was ok. I met a few good guys, but I also met a lot of assholes. However, overall, I don't think it's quite for me. It really has come down to the "types" of men on the site. Yea, there are a few, rare decent ones, however, a lot of them are...... well, not. "Tom" really is a lot of what I look for in a guy, and a lot of me hopes things continue to go well. He has been a breath of fresh air but who knows how long that air will stay fresh. Thank goodness for Febreeze, right?

Anyways, a girl's favorite holiday has now approached. 

Get out there, lassies, in your costume that is some random thing with a side of slut. 

It's the one day a year you can get away with it. 

I, however, will be going as a blue lego. 

Yes, I will be wearing a box. 

No, not so sexy, but I dig. 

Happy Friday, and more importantly, Happy Halloween!

The Dirty Deets

I know I've been some what vague about the dirty details of my dates with "Tom." 

Yes, we have kissed. And a fair amount. Ok, a lot. 

The first kiss was somewhat awkward. During our second date, after a few drinks had been consumed and we were shaking it on the dance floor, there was that "in the moment" kiss that kinda just happened. At first I thought it was kind of awkward, but it took a few more tries to feel out each other's kissing style. However, after much practice, I think we've got it sorted out. :)

We are still chatting it up. 

No talk yet of a 4th date. 

Keep ya posted. 

Third date's a charm.

Had date #3 with "Tom," and it went well!

Earlier that day, I woke up at an ungodly hour of 5:15 am for no good reason. I couldn't fall back asleep, and by the time I was ready to shut my eyes again, it was time for me to start getting ready for work. Work was work, and that afternoon we had a "staff meeting" in which we open a few bottles of wine. I think the wine helped me relax my nerves a bit, but once I got home I was rushing around trying to clean things up and get myself ready. "Tom" was running a bit late due to car troubles, so it was good that I had the extra time to get things done.

We first met up at the metro and hopped on to go have us some of the best burgers ever. He had never been to this joint and I couldn't WAIT to take him since he mentioned burgers are one of his favorite things to eat. And it was a hit!!! We got there at just the right time; before the dinner rush. We stood in line, looked over the menu and picked out the best burger for ourselves. We got our number and LUCKILY found a table; probably one of the hardest things to do in this place since its small and always busy.

He seemed to enjoy himself because: 1. there was very little talking and 2. he DOWNED that burger. There was NOTHING left on that plate. I was still half way through mine when I looked over and noticed he had one bite left. These burgers are 10 ounces of amazingness and there really isn't much room for anything else once consumed. We sat there in our food comas for a bit and chatted about... whatever came to mind.

I feel like we're reaching that awkward spot of we got past all the stuff we wanted to know about each other, or the interview period. Now, I feel like it was a little difficult to chat because we don't have that common background and really anything to go off from. We're complete strangers meeting via online and that's the biggest thing we have in common. We don't have mutual friends, we didn't go to the same school, and hell, we're not even from the same area. So it's hard to find things to relate with one another on other than "What food do you like?" "Burgers." "I like burgers too."

Aside from that weird feeling, I really do like this guy a lot. I like hanging out with him mostly because I feel like myself when I'm around him. He's goofy, caring, respectful, but still can be ridiculous and a bit of a smart aleck, so I like how balanced he is. I really do enjoy his company even if we might not always have something really interesting to talk about; he puts in an effort and it shows. We're still getting to know one another better and I think with time we'll feel each other out and that connection will become stronger and the awkward phase will go away.

Anyways, after we finished dinner and let things settle, we decided to walk back along the main road and just kind of took in what was around us. Since he is still new to the area, he's still unfamiliar with where things are, so it was fun pointing out my favorite spots and discovering new places together. We eventually decided to go to this wine bar off the main drag that I had been to once before and really liked. When we walked in, there were no open tables, nor any spots at the bar, so we had to stand. My feet were KILLING me after walking up hill for a mile in "cute" boots that weren't the best walking shoes. I got a glass of white and he got a sampler of three whites. It's a nice little wine bar that's fun for dates, out of town visitors, or just catching up with friends. Once we finished that, we decided to go back to his place real quick to pick up the bottle of wine we bought the week before on our second date, and then headed over to my place to enjoy it on my balcony. Overall, it was a nice and relaxing evening, especially since I have a slight cold and we both woke up way too early for our liking.

After we parted ways, we had chatted about possibly getting together saturday evening, but beacause we both had things going on earlier that day, we didn't end up meeting up. Another date has yet to be set, but I'm still as anxious and excited to see him again as I was the first and second time. I'm not sure if its obvious, but I kinda really like this guy. :)

We'll see what happens!

Date Night! Round 3!

Tonight is Date Night! 

"Tom" and I are going on our third date tonight.

We were going to go get our golf on, however someone's car had to go into the shop and can no longer drive. 

So, I suggested we get burgers instead. 

Not just any burgers, but the best burger I've ever had. Seriously. 

I'm not sure what we are going to do afterwards, but we'll be in serious food comas. 

Whatever we end up doing, hopefully it doesn't require much movement nor consumption of anything else. 

Maybe we'll just sit there. In silence. Taking in all that is burger. 

Mmm. 

"The Bet"

So, I've been holding out on you. I received this gem of a message a few weeks ago, but alas, here it is.

Title: The Bet
Message: Buddy of mine was looking over my shoulder and claimed that - you look like someone who will date a starving artist but marry a doctor. I came to your defense, of course, but now we've got a $20 bet. Am I about to lose $20?
-R

PS: Don't be too turned off by the text in my profile :)


Alright, I was half tempted to respond and not by answering his question. It would have gone like "You're an ass and so is your friend." Aside from being an ass, where on God's green earth does this guy think this type of message is going to pick up a lovely lady like myself? I haven't the slightest clue who would respond nor know any woman who would actually find this in any way attractive. And no, he wasn't hot.

"Tom" is awesome.

After successful 1st and 2nd dates, "Tom" and I will be going on our THIRD date this Friday!

We coordinated last night to see what day might work best for each other and picked Friday. A time hasn't been set, but then again, it's fairly early in the week. Either way, I am so excited to see this guy again! 

I'll keep ya posted if anything changes!!!

"Tom" Date #2

Last night I had my second date with "Tom."

Before the date happened, I was ECSTATIC to see him again. There was something about him that I felt like really clicked between us. I was SO NERVOUS about what to wear, I even made an emergency mall shopping trip to find SOMETHING that I would feel comfortable in. After showing my roommate about 5 different cardigans with one top, and then trying on different tops after that, I finally settled on a sweater, jeans, and wedge sandals; whew.

Finally, 6pm rolled around and I started to get really nervous/excited. I finally got a text from him that he was downstairs in his car. I flew out the door and headed on down; I haven't been this excited in so long! I walked on over to his car, hopped in and we were off! We first headed to what we thought was going to be a wine bar, but it was actually a wine/beer/cheese shop that offered free tastings. After looking over the store and trying a few tastings, we decided to buy a bottle of white for a later time/date. Since the place wasn't what we were expecting, we decided to go across the street and grab a bite to eat.

Dinner was nice; conversation seemed to flow well and I just felt like I really connect with this guy. We sat outside since it was cool but not freezing; my ideal weather. I just really enjoy "Tom's" company and feel so much like myself when we are hanging out (even thought it's been twice now). We wrapped up dinner and discussed what was going on later that evening. Some friends and I talked about meeting up at a bar so I invited "Tom" out with us; not sure if this was my best move inviting a guy I had met TWICE to meet some of my closest friends. However, he was down for going out and if we were going to see each other any more down the line, he's eventually going to meet my friends. First, we swung by his place to drop off the bottle of wine where I walked into the living room with all of his roommates sitting there. I. Felt. Nervous. Not only was I nervous about seeing him again, I was NOT anticipating meeting his roommates.

They seemed like cool guys and to help break the ice I mentioned how "Tom" showed me a picture of one of them in his halloween costume; Borat. Yes, the thong swimsuit. "Tom" showed me this picture before dinner, which did kind of kill my appetite for a few minutes. Since we then had something to discuss, it made me at least feel a little more comfortable. However, we didn't stay long and decided to head to the bar early.

Meeting friends for the first time is so awkward. I was not anticipating this happening so soon, but it did. And it went alright! However, I felt like we weren't all able to talk since it was loud and we were kind of sprawled along the bar. After getting enough drinks in us, we headed to the dance floor. We got our bogey on. I got mine on so much that I totally bit it on the dance floor. I went down hard and fast. I couldn't believe that I totally just fell flat on my ass in front of this guy who I was totally crushing on. Good job, me. "Tom," helped me up and we laughed it off and kept dancing the night away. At the end of the night, everyone dispersed and we went on our marry ways.

I really like this guy. I'm not sure if there was enough interaction with "Tom" and my friends, but I'm hoping in time that they get to know him better and see what I see. I haven't felt this comfortable around someone in my life. He's weird just like how I can be weird. He's sarcastic how I'm sarcastic. We can joke about pretty much anything and know that in the right light, anything can have humor (almost anything). I'm just so happy I have finally met someone who has as much energy as I do and wants to have fun with everything they do. FINALLY.

"Tom" and I have other plans this weekend and said we'd keep in touch and plan something for later this week. I know there is that bottle of wine sitting in his fridge so I'm hoping we can crack that baby open now that its sufficiently chilled, just like our butterflies.

Date Night!

It's Date Night!!! 

I am SUPER excited to see "Tom" again and I hope it goes just as well as it did on Wednesday. 

Can't wait to report back!!! :D

"Tom"

"Tom" aka Sweet 16.

 Let me just say, this is the 16th guy I have met through an online dating site. 16. 16. 
Maybe this bothers me more than it does anyone else, but after 4 months, good googa mooga.

"Tom" was AWESOME.

This was the best date I've had in a LONG time with someone who I felt like I REALLY connected with!!!!!!!!!

I am STILL EXCITED from last night!

Ok. So. "Tom" messaged me last week on a whim; and it was a breath of fresh air, let me tell you. I was like "Finally, a guy who seemed normal." Our messages were brief but enough to keep messaging back. This past weekend he asked if I wanted to get together sometime for drinks; I obliged. I gave him my number since I figured it would be better to contact each other that way than to constantly check the site.

"Tom" texted me on Tuesday afternoon about getting together Wednesday evening. We went back and forth as to where to meet and finally settled on a time and location. I. Was. Stoked. I didn't really know a whole lot about this guy but from what I gathered, he was my type. I wasn't sure how I would feel physically towards him, but gathering from his pictures, he was someone in which I would find attractive, at the least.

Wednesday did not start off the way I wanted. I woke up late and only had minutes to spare before getting to work early/on time. This means, I had ZERO time to do my hair. Yes, the hair. I was frazzled. My hair was frazzled. It was pinned up and thrown in a messy bun and was anything but hot; maybe a hot mess, but that's it. I was trying to make sure I didn't get stuck late at work because there was a shower that needed to be taken and hair to be did.

Remember in my last post, how my cleanliness levels were directly proportional to my interest in a guy? Yea. I bathed this time. I went all out.

After I got all ready and beautified, it was time to head out. Of course, it was raining. And I decided to walk. I attempted to wrap my hair up and make sure it was protected. But that didn't help. When I arrived, I realized I was nicely mistified and my hair was starting to retract back to its normal, frizzy self. What's a girl to do? Anyways, I arrived after a brisk walk on over and was ready to go.

I wasn't quite sure where he was, but I saw someone at the bar sitting by themselves. I wasn't about to walk over and be like "Tom?" however, that would have made for a really interesting story. Anyways, I checked my phone and by the time I was about to respond, he came walking on over. We said "Hi," shook hands, and then the interview began. The shaking of the hands was odd, but I dealt.

We awkwardly walked around trying to find a place to sit and finally landed at a high top table. We ordered some beers and just started chatting away. We clicked. It was ........ AWESOME. It was so refreshing to finally meet someone who I felt like was my compliment to my personality. I really enjoyed getting to know him and felt like he is exactly my type; has a lot of energy, but still laid back, and very much a guy's guy. We talked about EVERYTHING. And I enjoyed listening to everything he had to say. In my head, I was going over things that I look for in a guy and he met a lot of the criteria. I felt like this is someone who would be really fun to hang out with and try new things and I can introduce to a lot of different friends of mine.

Towards the end of the evening, he asked if I wanted to get together again; OF COURSE I said yes. He asked what my weekend looked like and we settled again on another day and time. Yes, that's right. This little fishy caught a second date; hook, line and sinker. Who's the fish? I am. We decided to head out and he offered to drive me home. It was a quick trip home since we both live very close to one another and met at a restaurant that was less than a mile away. We confirmed, again, about meeting up TOMORROW for our second date.

I am so ecstatic to see this guy again. Not only is "Tom" my type of guy, but he also felt like someone that I SHOULD be dating. It feels so nice to come out of a date being like "BINGO!" we have a winner. It has put me in a great mood today and I can't wait to see him again. Sorry, that was kind of cliche, but it happened.

Date number two; let's do this.

On a roll

Alright folks, it looks like this fish got her groove back.

I have a date tonight. I'm excited. I will, of course, report back. 

Hold tight. 

Date with "Peter 2" aka with a gift from God... of himself.

Alrighty, so I went. Saturday's date was with a gift from God... of himself. This guy came off as if he's hot stuff. I beg to differ.

We texted on Friday and decided on my suggestion for a place to meet and a time. Woo.

Saturday afternoon I got a text from him.

Him: We still good for tonight?

Me: Yep! Does it still work for you?

Him: Yep.

Um, we talked the day before and I ended it with "See you tomorrow!" So.... I am not sure why he felt the need to confirm, AGAIN, the day of, that we were still meeting.

I was not excited for this date by any means. I even contemplated canceling the date completely. Before hand, I got sushi with a friend so I was nice and full before the date and there was no room to eat. I really didn't care about this date and I didn't even wash my hair; that's how much I didn't care. Apparently my cleanliness level is directly proportional to that of my interest in a guy. Hot.

I got back from sushi and started to get ready, but was starting to run late. When I was on my way, I texted him to let him know that I was running a few minutes late but I would be there soon. This was at 7:50pm and we were meeting at 8pm. At least I had the courtesy to let him know I was running behind.

His reply: If the professor is 15 minutes late to class then it is canceled. ;)

I was pissed. This was pretty rude of him, and I understand the attempt at humor, but buddy, who are you? God? I'm running just a few minutes late, not an hour. Life happens; you get stuck at red lights and behind slow cars. There is nothing I can do about it.

I replied: I should be there in 5 min but only if I don't keep getting every red light.

His reply: No worries. I'm jamming out to 80s in my car just text me when u get here ill meet u out front.

My reply: Parking now. (literally sent this right after his text.... timing couldnt have been more perfect.... for that at least.)

Ok, so I haven't even MET this guy at this point and I can't believe I'm still going on this date.

I was 7 minutes late; how dare I run so late.... eh.

I am waiting out front and don't see him; where the hell is this guy? Then he comes stroooooolling around the corner at probably the slowest, leisurely pace I've ever seen. Ok, buddy, I get the point. First thought; this guy is so much better looking in person than he appeared in his pictures. Whew.

We hug hello and make our way inside to the restaurant which was much more crowded than I anticipated. I asked the hostess if the bar area was "seat yourself" which it was. We found a place along side a wall and staked out our territory. We agreed to get a beer sampler since the restaurant brews its own beer. As I waited, I was thinking, hmm, this isn't as bad as I anticipated. Finally, the bartender brought over the sampler to where he was standing at the bar, but then I noticed..... he was closing out his tab.

Well, I guess the sampler was it. He clearly wasn't anticipating anymore drinks past the 5 small beers we ordered.

He picked up the sampler and brought it over to where I was standing. That's when the date really began. And it was pleasant! I honestly was quite impressed with his actually self. Conversation seemed to flow pretty well and we seemed to have a lot to talk about. I was starting to warm up to this guy and thought, "Hmm, he's not that bad looking and I feel like we are connecting some. This is a pleasant surprise!"

After a little while, he excused himself to the restroom, and proceeded with the slowest pace ever. It was so weird.

I checked my phone and just about an hour had passed. We were almost done with our beers, so I wasn't quite sure what was going to happen next.

Once he returned we continued talking for a little while longer and finished the last of the beer. Then he announced that he had to get going because he had to be in DC by 9:30pm. He asked if I thought he could get there by 9:30pm and I asked, "Well, what part are you going to?"

Him: "Uhh, I'm not sure, I'm just entering the address into my GPS. But do you think I could make it by then?"

Me: "Um, do you know what part at least? Like Chinatown or.... something.....?"

Him: "Uhhh.... Georgetown."

So then I proceeded to ramble a little and tried to instill confidence that he could make it by 9:30pm to Georgetown.

We headed out the door and did a quick hug goodbye in which he said "It was night to meet you. Have a good evening."

Ok, so this guy KNEW he had to leave by 9pm ish in order to be on time at his next "appointment" of 9:30pm in the city. He did not mention this ONCE that he had somewhere to be later that night.

My question is this; why did he suggest a time of 8pm and only give the date an hour's worth of time when he had another commitment?

To me, this guy was a straight up douche. First, he does a half ass job at scheduling the date to begin with, and has the nerve to suggest me coming out HIS way, TWICE. Then, he's rude about the fact that I'm running just a few minutes late (I was a grand total of 7 minutes late). Then, he announces he has another engagement and has to bounce. Buddy, why did you even want to meet in the first place?

Clearly, you are not putting in a lot of effort because maybe you got burned in the past and don't want to waste your time. And let me tell you; I hear ya on that one. I don't want to waste MY TIME either. Maybe if you gave me a reason to be excited about this date, it would have gone better.

This is why I am over men.

"Peter 2"

Ok. I'm already annoyed.

So I've been talking to this other guy named "Peter 2" and the 2 is because this is the second "Peter" that I have been talking to. Why do people have to have the same names? Come on, be original. Like Apple (ha).

Anyways, our conversations have been odd. First off, I'm not a 100% physically attracted to this guy, so in the back of my head I already have an impression of what he might be like. But, I'm trying to put that aside and just meet him to see what happens; keeping an open mind here. Second, this guy must have not dated much or something.

Here is why: He first asked me to meet for drinks on Saturday (tomorrow) and asked me on.... Monday. I don't know what I'm doing on Tuesday let alone Saturday. I said that Saturday would work (since I have nothing else going on) and also suggested Thursday as well if he wanted to meet earlier.

His reply: Thursday works for me if you can come out towards me.

Excuse me? Ok wait, you are probably wondering "Where does he live?" I don't know where exactly he lives, but the city he put down on his profile is at least a 20 minute drive, or like an hour with traffic (damn you, DC). So, I didn't respond to this text because I was very turned off about the idea of ME traveling to HIM on a FIRST date. Something seems odd about that.

So, the next day, since I didn't respond to the text the night before, he texts me and asks "How does Thursday at 8 at (restaurant) sound?" I think to myself, "Where is this (restaurant)?"

I look it up. And I know EXACTLY where that is. It is about 18 miles away and according to google maps it's a 26 minute drive. Now, being a native to this area, you KNOW that google map's time estimates are lies. Maybe it takes 26 minutes if no one lived in this area. However, there are more inhabitants than we know what to do with on our interstates. So, this 26 minute drive is at least 30 mins, and that is if rush hour has ended, but we all know (in this area) that rush hour never seems to end. Damn you, 66.

Anyways, I reply and say "How about we just stick to Saturday?"
He replies "Sure, Grab a drink Saturday evening?"

I'm dumb and didn't notice the ? on the end of that last text.

Me: "I'm sorry, I didn't realize that was a question about sat. Yes, Saturday evening sounds good. Texting fail."

Him: "No problem. Do you wanna come my way and have me pick a place or other way around? I know there is more stuff in (my city) I just don't know the area well."

This ticked me off. First of all, I am not traveling out to see you on the first date. I'm not that desperate to go meet you all the way out there. Second of all, if you don't know the area well, take the initiative to look something up.

I replied with this: "Why dont we meet half way at (my pick of a restaurant) in (city in between us)? They have a bar area n brew their own beers too."

I have not heard back from him yet, and frankly, I'm kind of glad. I might be over reacting, but I'm not going to make the full 100% and just come your way. You can work for me and if you don't want to put in that much effort, I even suggested a PLACE and something that is equidistant between us. That is all the work I'm doing.

Can there be a required course in like..... middle school that teaches individuals how to woo someone they are interested in? I mean, come on. He asked me TWICE to come out his way. That is absurd in my book.


I'll keep you posted if there are any more developments. As in, me not meeting him ever.

"Jeremy"

Herrrrrrrrrrrrrrre we go! "Jeremy"

Alrighty folks, it has been a WHILE but I'm here to report a date I had last night with "Jeremy."

"Jeremy" and I have been talking for a couple of weeks and because of unforeseen circumstances, we were finally able to meet this week. We decided to meet in front of a metro stop and decide from there as where to go. I was running on time, go me!, and thankfully so was the metro. When I popped out of the metro, I received a text saying he was in front of the apple stand; apparently there is a farmers' market every Wednesday evening, who knew! So I looked around for said apple tent and ba-bam, there he was.

He looked exactly like what he looked in pictures, whew! He is just taller than I am with heels on and was pretty cute! He's a skinny guy, but not so much that I felt terribly uncomfortable with my curvaceous bod. We chatted for a bit and decided to check out a new restaurant that has opened up a few weeks ago. As we walked over, I felt pretty comfortable talking with him and not as nervous as I have been with other dates. He was a really positive, happy-go-lucky guy and it showed immediately.

We decided to sit outside and take advantage of the nice weather that the day had presented itself. There was a choice of two outdoor seating areas, so we picked the one further away from the busy street which was perfect. There was a fire pit that we sat near and the sun was just past the other side of the building so it wasn't in our eyes. We opened up the extensive drink menu and my indecisive self had a hard time picking the right drink. Luckily, we had a great, patient waitress who helped us narrow down our choices.

Once we ordered our drinks, conversation began. It went great. We had majored in the same thing in undergrad and had lots of stories to exchange. Everything flowed effortlessly from topic to topic and there were very few awkward, silent moments. He was funny, witty, and a very interesting individual; I was quite impressed. After a while, I started thinking, "This is a really nice guy. I wonder if he's too nice for me because I know sometimes I can be a down-right bitch."

We got another round of drinks and decided to split the sushi appetizer which was DELICIOUS! We're both in the same sushi boat in that we've had it a few times, but are still new to it and don't always know what to order. You could say when it comes to sushi, we're both fish out of water, ba-dum-shhhh. Ok, I'll stop. Conversation continued to go great and I was really impressed with how awesome this guy is as an individual. However (the more pleasant "but,"), I couldn't tell if he would make a better friend or if things would go well dating wise between us. He was really awesome, but I wasn't quite sure if there was the right chemistry between us. I was physically attracted to him and personality wise I thought he was hilarious, but I wasn't sure if he is the right balance for me. Other than that, he is a pretty cool dude.

We decided to get the check and head on out. He immediately swiped for the check when it was delivered to our table and I was thinking, "Whoa there killer. Do I have a guy for you to teach him how to be aggressive as you were just now," aka, "Dave" the worst date ever. Anyways, we both stopped by the restrooms which were conversation pieces in of itself. They had tvs mounted in the mirrors and the coolest hand-dryers I've ever seen. We crossed the street to the metro where we hugged goodbye and chatted a bit about seeing each other again. I said "So, we'll keep in touch?" and he said "Yea, definitely. How does your week look next week?"  I replied with, "Very open and flexible!" So we said goodbye and parted ways.

Overall, it was a really nice date. So nice that I really don't have much of a story to tell you other than..... it was a really nice date. I hope to see him again once more and see where it leads to!! I'll keep ya posted my fellow swimmers!

Random Message....

I don't know how these come my way, but they sure are interesting.

Title: I want to chill with you.

Message: Holler back soon please. :)

(His Name)

Well, with an enthralling message like that, how could I possibly wait!

New Date!!

Helloooooooo! 

Alrighty, I have another date set up for Wednesday. 

Hopefully this guy doesn't cancel on me! 

Btw, I never heard back from the other guy from last week. 

Apparently another day means never. 

Care for a spot of tea?

Got this message yesterday:

Message: "Hi, let's meet for some tea." 

That was it. 

Bad News

Bad news, folks. My date canceled on me.

But!!!!!!! He did suggest another day. So, hopefully we'll meet sometime soon! 

I'll keep you posted. 

Date Night!!

^ This is me right now. 

It is date night, tonight. I am pretty pumped and excited to see what is in store for this evening. 

Wooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!

Date Alert!

Alrighty, I have a date for Tuesday evening. And I'm pretty excited. Really excited. EXCITED. :D

Well, no dates tonight nor this weekend. 

Overall, not a whole lot going on but I am talking to a new dude, so we'll see where that goes. 

Until then..... glub glub glub...

Have a swim-erific weekend!! 

Swim-erific? Just go with it. 

Lady friend

Apparently I appeal to the ladies as well. Received this odd message yesterday evening:

Subject: Hi!
Message:
Hi! I hope that you're not offended, but I looked at your profile and thought you looked gorgeous! 

How is (dating site) working out for you? I thought (dating site) might be an interesting channel to reach out to other girls who are interested in making new friends.... 

Hope to hear back ;) (name) x


I'm flattered, but no thank you.

"Jason"

So I had a date Friday night with "Jason."

Jason is 29 and seemed like a really laid back guy. We have a lot in common in that we both had similar majors in undergrad and he also played hockey growing up. Well, I didn't play hockey growing up but I did figure skate, so the fact that I found SOMEONE who can ice skate is amazing in of itself. Not many lads are willing to take to the ice; wimps. Skating is something we first spoke about via our messages and connected with from the get go. He was also from New England where part of my family lives and I really liked that about him as well, since we could share that childhood memory of summers spent up north, and for him... well his whole life. Same thing, right? Yea.

After messaging back and forth a bit, we finally decided to get together and hit the ice, literally. I had just gotten my skates sharpened and needed to dull them down, so we decided to meet up for dinner and some skating afterwards. I kept going back and forth with this guy; we had a bit in common and I was really excited to meet someone who was willing to skate with me and do something out of the ordinary and not the usual just dinner or drinks. As the weekend closed in and the date got nearer and nearer, I became more and more nervous about the date and had forgotten about all those butterflies that are set loose inside your stomach.

Before the big day, I looked over his profile once more and a few things stood out to me which hadn't before; apparently he was 5'7", I'm 5'3.5", 5'4" on a good day. It hadn't occurred to me that he was a shorter guy, but I tried to not let this bother me. Also, it said he was a "smoker, but trying to quit."

How did I miss THAT one?! I am not a fan of smoking; no sirree. Have I tried to inhale a cigarette before? Yes. Did I continue with that? No. I get that maybe in college the whole "I'll have one if I'm drunk," bit, but upon entering the real world, I realized how disgusting it is. However, I was like, "Well, it says he's trying to quit; maybe he only smokes when drinking or like... one a day?"

I was too hopeful.

We met up at the near by mall at a restaurant I had only been once before and it was delic! First of all, they had one of my favorite beers on tap, and not only that, it was on happy hour special too! SCORE! Then, I ordered a bison burger for dinner and it may have been one of the best burgers ever!! SCORE! Overall, I was very satisfied with my hunger and drinking needs.

Oh right, my date. We met outside the restaurant and he was wearing a navy, college hoodie, jeans, and white sneakers. I thought this was odd; I get that we were going to go skating, but at least put on a polo for dinner. I had left all my stuff in my car but had taken the time to dress up for the date at least (sweater, jeans, and heels, in case anyone cares). Anyways, we proceed into the restaurant and are seated immediately. Dinner conversation was pretty good; I was pleasantly surprised by how well we conversed! It was much better than half of the dates I've been on, I can say that much. I liked how ambitious he was and driven, as well as and that he was interested in a bunch of different activities. He was really easy to talk to and I felt much more myself around him than I have with other dates. We talked so much that we ended up missing the ice skating session and decided to go down the street to grab some more drinks.

Thaaaat's when things went a bit south. While walking to the next place, he asked me if I minded if he smoked a cigarette as we walked down the street. I did mind, but said it was ok; we were outside so I figured it was better there than inside somewhere or something of the like. We got to our next destination and ordered some beers and continued to chat. Our conversations were going great but he was starting to remind me of one of my exes; no bueno. Then he asked me if I would want to go outside with him real quick while he smoked another cigarette.

Good googa mooga; another cigarette? I was like "No, I'll just sit inside; I don't mind." He went outside real quick and I just sat there thinking.... this is a problem. He came back inside and mentioned that he's trying to quit. My smart mouth got the best of me and I said "And how's that going for you?" If he is rude enough to smoke two cigarettes on our date, then I think I can be rude enough to ask how his quitting is going for him, cause clearly it's not going THAT well. We continued talking for another forty-five minutes or so and then decided to call it quits (the night, not the smoking, clearly).

As we were walking back to my car, he decided to light up, AGAIN, for the third time. At this point, I was thankful that the date was ending but a bit disappointed as well. I really did enjoy spending time with this guy  and if it weren't for the smoking, I'd definitely would want to see him again. Once we got back to my car, I said thank you and that I had a fun, great time, which I did minus the smoking. We said we'd keep in touch and parted ways.

I haven't heard from him since I last saw him Friday night. Maybe he's been busy smoking all those cigarettes. Ew.

Lesson learned: Speak your mind if you do mind. Smoking is a deal breaker, for me, and I shouldn't have said that I didn't mind the first time he lit up that cigarette.

Neeeext.

Um....No.

Received another odd message yesterday evening.

It reads...

Subject: Int

Message: Suggar daddy?




That was it. Nothing else.

No, 42 year old man (yes, 42), I don't want a suggar daddy nor a sugar daddy. However, if we are talking about the candy, I'll have one. But no, I won't be having one of you nor your sugar babies either (also a delicious candy).

WTF?!

I know, I owe you all a post about my date from Friday night. But in the mean time.....

Got this message this evening:

Subject: Looks like there's some pain behind those eyes.

Message: Looks like there's some pain behind those eyes.


Um.... am I supposed to respond to this? How does one even respond to this?! What the (bleep) is this?!

Date Night

Alrighty, the streak has ended. I have a date tonight. And it's kind of a big date. 

So hopefully I'll have all the gooey details come... well, tomorrow. 

Until then, hold tight and wish me luck. 

Message from a "Kevin 2" aka "Johnny Drama"

So, I received this message from a 35 year old guy who already gave himself an alias of "Johnny Drama." Yes, referring to the guy from Entourage, aka the Sex and the City show for men.

"Lawyer Looking for His Partner in Crime and more"

"Hi,

"Ready for an ark yet?! It's bad enough the summer is over; Mother Nature is really reminding us. So, I was going through profiles, and was stopped in my tracks when I found you. Your pics are great; you are very photogenic; so very lucky! And your profile, while brief, is very intriguing . . .

"First, let me say- I love your honesty and attitude -- it is very refreshing and we should strive to have honesty, optimism and and positivity in our life. Life is too short for worry, regret and fretting.

"So, about me, what to say beyond my profile. As it states, I am originally from NYC, live and work in DC. I am of Greek/ Mediterranean background. I went to Penn.
While I am a lawyer I try to remain involved in a number of creative ventures, and just represented a nonprofit in a pro bono case. My other ventures including some photography and some start up tech.

"I think that we have a freakish amount in common -- as I also am very much into spending quality time with friends. I say - perhaps you agree -- you can be in the worst place on earth, but as long as you with your friends, it will be ok.

"If we met up, I would love to show you some of the new bistros, wine bars and boutiques around my part of town, near U Street, 14th. Would love to share an afternoon with you and learn more about you counsel.

"Is it possible for me to lure you out?

"Hope to hear from you"
"Johnny Drama" (aka "Kevin 2")

Sigh. Where to start..... As far as I know, lawyers don't commit the crimes (generally) and are trying to become partner, not look for one to commit offenses with. No, I am not ready for an ark, but maybe a cruise ship... but just not with you. I hate NYC/NY as whole (sorry, but I'm not sorry, and go Skins!). The only thing we have in common is that we both like me. And I will not, repeat... NOT be going over to YOUR part of town if we were to EVER meet up as a FIRST date. My name is not counsel, bitch, nor is it Carrie Bradshaw. Last I checked, I don't burrow down a hole in the ground which I need to be lured out of; as far as I know I'm not ground hog, mole, or chipmunk.

I really wish I could display the profiles that are associated with these messages because it really does add to the overall essence of how ridiculous these guys are and can be. I will tell you that the actor in the above photo I find more attractive than "Kevin 2" himself.

"Aaron" strikes again.

So I needed more writing material and in an act of desperation, I messaged "Aaron" back. Yes, the guy who started off talking about how he was a fugitive midget. Here it is folks:

My response:
Hey "Aaron",

So, at first, I honestly wasn't sure what to make of your message, haha. I was a bit confused at first but then eventually realized you are joking, or at least I hope you are.

I apologize for the delay response; life has gotten in the way between work, moving and settling into the new place.

Anyways, where about do you like to go out on the weekends? What have you enjoyed most about DC? What type of degree did you just finish up?

As for the ice skating, I meant being about to at least just get out there and not be glued to the wall. I used to figure skate back in the day and still try to get out on the ice whenever I seem to get a chance. Good for you for being able to be on your feet!

Hope you have been well and ttyl!
(Me)


His response:
(Me),
Nope, not a midget. Sorry, to begin by disappointing and misleading you, I think that’s supposed to come far later in a relationship than the initial introduction, ha. But hey, I had to at least fake some excitement to draw you in. Although, my midget story is remarkable, the boring truth is that I work in the House of Representatives doing energy and natural resources policy, I’m 6”3”, and have never even been arrested let alone to jail. Boring and standard issue, I know.

I just finished up a Masters in Public Policy. I went b/c it seemed like the logical next step following an undergrad degree in political science—short of going to law school that is. It wasn’t the easiest thing to do while working full-time, but manageable. However, it was more tolerable because the National Guard paid for it, which is always nice. I was in Army ROTC in undergrad, briefly served in the Army after college, and now I dabble in the Virginia National Guard one weekend a month.

Where’d you move to? I like H St, Georgetown, and Capital Hill best, but am pretty much open to anywhere on the weekends. What abt you?

Ok, I'd love to type more but I'm on my way out to my job as a bouncer over at the strip club. After that, I need to stop and pay off my bookie for my gambling losses from the past week. Once finished there, I'll be heading over to Anacostia to score my daily fix, but I'm sure you know how that goes. Actually, right now, I’m on vacation in (beach) and its abt time to hit the beach.

"Aaron"

I think that's enough from this guy.

Hiatus ended... by "Matt 2"

Arlighty, back to work. The long weekend was extremely relaxing and fun after a less than desired summer.

Got another gem of an email. I just found it creepy, mostly because I can see his picture and you can't and no, I won't share. But to give you an idea, he is a 35 year old white male seeking women between the ages of 18-50. Yikes.

"Im not that good at writing emails to strangers but bear with me.I read your profile and there was something about it that caught my eye.I have a feeling that there is more to you than your looks but lets see if your as nice,interesting,and attractive as you are in the pictures.Im willing to bet that you've gotten about 700 emails so far from dirty old married men wanting to be your sugar daddy.If thats what your used to then this email is refreshing.Im not one to talk about myself to much but im 35,tall,attractive,have my act together and im really funny.So if you dont like to laugh then were in trouble.Worst case?you might make a cool friend.So lets get together for a drink/coffee sometime..... 'Matt 2'" 


Pass.

Falling in.... lust?

I know, this picture might be a bit premature and even though it's not quite fall yet, it is September and that's what is on everyone's mind. The consensus seems to be that people are very excited for some cooler days, but not really ready for all that cold weather. Yea, I hear ya on that. I'm not quite ready for 3 feet of snow. But, I am ready to cool this place off. Humidity, be gone.

 This summer has been an interesting one with all the dates that were had and guys that came my way. I learned a lot this summer, so for that, I'm grateful I went out of my comfort zone and dived on into the online dating scene. It taught me to calm the hell down. It taught me to not settle for scum. It taught me that there are a lot of jerks out there. However, it also taught me that there are some great guys out there and that they do exist. They may be far and few between, but when they do come your way, they are definitely worth it. 

I'm excited to see what fall has in store. I'm hoping this lull fixes itself and my inbox is flooded with new material to share with you all after the long weekend. I wish I could tell you I am going to have some wild and crazy weekend, but I am spending it out of state with a bunch of couples. There is nothing like being the 15th wheel. I am excited though and I know this weekend will be a blast no matter what relationship status folks are in; they are my friends and I love them.

A Message from "Aaron"

I kid you not, I received this message.

"Hey,

"While not being quite sure on the etiquette of [Dating Site], I noticed you on this, so I’ll take a moment to introduce myself to you.

"Recently, I escaped from prison. Now, don’t be alarmed, it was only a minimum security institution. Being a midget made it easier to burrow under the fence and crawl through the pipes and whatnot to gain my freedom. Now that I’m out, I figured it was time to dive back into the dating scene. And let me tell you, dating on the outside is a whooooole lot different than “dating” on the inside. Being a midget fugitive doesn't leave me many options but, in time, I'm sure that you will learn to love me.

"That being said, as you can tell from my pictures, in fact, I am not a midget. Instead, I live and work in the Capital Hill area of the city and have been here for a few years. Recently, I finished up grad school, and thankfully, now have some extra time on my hands. When not stealing tips off the tables at restaurants or throwing sand in the eyes of children on the playground, I'm out with friends, golfing, or sailing. I hope to hear from you.

"Aaron"

"PS. Now, by able to ice skate, are we talking spins and whatnot? If so, I’m not your man, but I did go to that ice skating on the mall once and I can proudly say I spent more time on my feet than on by butt."

I just couldn't find it in me to respond. Something about the mentioning of the midget/jail situation was off-putting. Not really sure what to make of that. Yes, I know he was joking about that (let's hope).