The latest guy on the match site is one who works with the electronics of private planes. He seems nice & we agreed to meet up for a drink. He said he'd call me Sunday afternoon of Labor Day weekend. KDP & I were at the Tanger Outlets when I got the call at 5:15pm. Hmmm......not afternoon, if you ask me, but I may be being picky.
He hadn't come up with a plan as he promised & he really wasn't too eager to make one, seeing as he had just woken up from a nap. I suggested we meet at Dave & Buster's for a drink around 8:00. He said that was good. Then it was "weelllllll........maybe 9 would be better. Yeah nine is good." I said "Why 9? What was wrong with 8?" I figure if he couldn't come up with a plan with a week's warning, then I would do it & that'd be it.
He was concerned that I wouldn't ge thome in time. Yeah, right. Concerned about someone he has never met driving home from Riverhead. I said "Fine. 8:30 is when I'll be there."
So I got all cutesyed up & went over to D&B. I saw a guy standing outside of the doors, looking for someone. I checked him out while I was approaching & the first thing I realized is taht he is 3/4 inches shorter than he claimed to be.
And thus begins the untruths for Pilot Inspector.
I said hello & the first thing he said was "Wow. You look good." Duh! I was in Citizens, a beige scoop top & copper heels. Was I supposed to look bad? I was a smidgen taller than him in my heels........realizing the lie in height.
We talked. For two and a half hours. It was nice but I felt no sparks. Not a one.
He walked me out to my car and said he 'really really wants to take me to dinner'. I said fine. We agreed he'd call me during the week and we'd make plans for the following weekend.
True to form, he called three days later. Hey buddy! You are not in high shcool. The three day rule is so 'game playing loser'. This is why he is 33 and single.
We talked. He said he wanted to go to dinner but forgot it was his buddy's wedding that weekend & he's in the wedding party. Alarm number two is now going off in my head. He forgot it was his friend's wedding? A guy who he's been friends with since high school? AND he's in the thing? Great.
So we said we'd try to do something. He calls the next day (Thursday) and realizes now that it isn't the wedding that weekend, but the bachelor party. Was I free Friday night? Nope...as it would be Crak's Birthday Extravaganza! He sounded disappointed but had the BP to look forward to on Satruday night. He said he'd call on Sunday.
And so he did. To ask about Crak's birthday. To tell me about the party. I asked a couple of questions and it went like this: It was good. We had a great dinner. It was so delicious! And then we had an open bar for two (maybe three) hours. SUch an awesome time. And it was only a hundred bucks a person." I siad that was pretty good & asked about teh restaurant. This si where it became more sketchy. "Oh, it was on 110 in Farmingdale."
That's all he said. So I probed, "The only restaurant I can think of that would cost that is FOUR. Were you there?" "ummm.......no. It was this place called Gossip." "Oh, so you went to a strip club? Why didn't you say so?" "Weeellllll, I wasn't sure how you'd react. So I figured it didn't matter."
Hello! It's a bachelor party & while I do not condone those activities, I don't know this guy & could care less where they had it. But, dude, just come out with it already.
And, the wedding he is in is this weekend.
I don't think I want to pursue this. He lied about his height...I would have met with him had he said 5'3". I don't like the fact that he tried to cover a strip club bachelor party. Like I care where he spends his time. And I am none too thrilled that he couldn't remember the dates of an important event that he was to participate in. Maybe I'm being picky, but these are just setting off bells & whistles all over the place.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Out Of Left Field
I was supposed to meet up with the Mechanic for a night out. He and I haven't seen eachother all summer and have not kept up much contact. I was giddy with the idea of hanging out, going out for a dirnk, and makin' out with him. He called me at 2:00 and said "Hey. Whatcha doin'? I said waiting to hear what the plan was. He began to bark at me saying "Why do you need a f**n plan? I thought we'd just chill at my place with a bottle of wine." Hmmm. That was not what I had in mind. He had said dinner and drinks. Now we've been reduced to hanging out like highschoolers with a bottle to share. Nope.
I said "I thought we were going out?" He said "Why can't we just do this? Come over. We'll have a drink and then see where it goes." I said I wanted to go out as we had originally planned. So, where did he want to go? "Why the f do you need to go out? Why can't we just see what happens? Why do you need an f**n plan?" And in the background a coworker says "Because she is a woman, that's why." He threw a fit. I said to forget it. I said that this was all too immature and I wasn't going to waste my time or his. So I hung up. He calls again and yells at me. I'd like to point out that we never had a relationship so this is way too pointless to get worked up over.
He texts me "Maybe this is why you are 32 and alone". I sent back "You are too immature and I am not doing this." He then called repeatedly for the next two hours. So I finally called him back and said that I was not going to hang out that night. He became upset and couldn't understand why I wouldn't come out. Even if he said he was sorry. I explained that I am not used to people speaking to me in the manner which he did & that he insulted me with the rude text. He still dodn't get it and asked again why was it I wouldn't hang out if he apologized.
I left it with I'd call him soon.
So I called up KDP & we headed out for shopping & icecream. On my way to see her, the Whiner called! He wanted to know what I was doing and if he could join. I pointed out I was with KDP (whom he went on a date with & then never called---LOSER) and we'd call him afer we were done at the mall.
I figured he'd never show up, and KDP said call him to join us at Coldstone. Which he did. Shocker! It was uncomfortable for about two minutes & then things flowed. I asked KDP afterwards how she ahndled it & she pointed out that I said he was afraid to actually get what he claims he wants ina woman & its his problem if he freaked, not her's.
Note: the icecream was delish!
I said "I thought we were going out?" He said "Why can't we just do this? Come over. We'll have a drink and then see where it goes." I said I wanted to go out as we had originally planned. So, where did he want to go? "Why the f do you need to go out? Why can't we just see what happens? Why do you need an f**n plan?" And in the background a coworker says "Because she is a woman, that's why." He threw a fit. I said to forget it. I said that this was all too immature and I wasn't going to waste my time or his. So I hung up. He calls again and yells at me. I'd like to point out that we never had a relationship so this is way too pointless to get worked up over.
He texts me "Maybe this is why you are 32 and alone". I sent back "You are too immature and I am not doing this." He then called repeatedly for the next two hours. So I finally called him back and said that I was not going to hang out that night. He became upset and couldn't understand why I wouldn't come out. Even if he said he was sorry. I explained that I am not used to people speaking to me in the manner which he did & that he insulted me with the rude text. He still dodn't get it and asked again why was it I wouldn't hang out if he apologized.
I left it with I'd call him soon.
So I called up KDP & we headed out for shopping & icecream. On my way to see her, the Whiner called! He wanted to know what I was doing and if he could join. I pointed out I was with KDP (whom he went on a date with & then never called---LOSER) and we'd call him afer we were done at the mall.
I figured he'd never show up, and KDP said call him to join us at Coldstone. Which he did. Shocker! It was uncomfortable for about two minutes & then things flowed. I asked KDP afterwards how she ahndled it & she pointed out that I said he was afraid to actually get what he claims he wants ina woman & its his problem if he freaked, not her's.
Note: the icecream was delish!
Friday, August 31, 2007
Chillin' Out, Maxin' Out, Relaxin All........
I finally had a chance to catch up with the Neighbor on a Thursday night. We met up for Chilis & had awesome salads. We unloaded a TON of stories on each other & just laughed and relaxed. Its always good. We can be totally ourselves together simply because I have known her literally all of her life. Weird, but true.
We were so aimless and had no real plans and decided to see what was playing at the local Loews theater. Great! I have not been to that particular theater since college and it was freaky to walk in there.
The 'Nanny Diaries' was playing in the next twenty minutes so we grabbed tickets & headed on in. I told her that this was the time for me to make a quick call to the Pilot, a guy I have been chatting with but have yet to make plans with. He likes to ramble about nothing important & it is so hard to get him off of the phone, so this was a great opportunity because I had no choice but to hang up in less than ten minutes. So I called & (as predicted) had the most boring.....most pointless conversation up to the beginning of the previews. At which the Neighbor laughed the entire time. Thanks!
The movie was good. I laughed & felt so sorry for the characters all at the same time. We left planning to see a another movie soon and to fill in the blanks on stories that began that night.
Don'tcha just luv relaxin' nites?
We were so aimless and had no real plans and decided to see what was playing at the local Loews theater. Great! I have not been to that particular theater since college and it was freaky to walk in there.
The 'Nanny Diaries' was playing in the next twenty minutes so we grabbed tickets & headed on in. I told her that this was the time for me to make a quick call to the Pilot, a guy I have been chatting with but have yet to make plans with. He likes to ramble about nothing important & it is so hard to get him off of the phone, so this was a great opportunity because I had no choice but to hang up in less than ten minutes. So I called & (as predicted) had the most boring.....most pointless conversation up to the beginning of the previews. At which the Neighbor laughed the entire time. Thanks!
The movie was good. I laughed & felt so sorry for the characters all at the same time. We left planning to see a another movie soon and to fill in the blanks on stories that began that night.
Don'tcha just luv relaxin' nites?
The Great Escape
Sunday night the Marine and I met up for coffee. He hounded me late Saturday night & then Sunday to find time for him, so I suggested Starbucks. We had a great time talking (for two hours) and laughing. Then we had a beter time kissing for a half hour outside. Yeah. Sweet. And then it was the request of him wanting to take me to dinner. Uh huh. I said call me during the week and we will set something up.
But then things changed.
Work stressed me out beyond belief. My chairperson had yet to get my schedule correct, they cancelled classes on me, said I had to attend some workshop thing in the next three days (that they just decided to create and force upon some of us) and then took classes away from me altogether. I was flipping out......and then Crak drops the bomb that she is quitting to take a new job. ACK!
The Marine was still texting me all random questions about past relationships, what was I looking for, and what do I want in a future mate......I felt like I was being interrogated.
Life was becoming a tornado that swept me up and insisted on spinning the sanity out of me.
KDP went to Ft. Lauderdale on Saturday morning & was begging me to join her. I didn't want to go, was too tired & stressed, and still had to teach summer classes.
Yup.
I couldn't handle the garbage anymore and last minute I bought a ticket to meet her down there. I arrived Wednesday afternoon & crashed. We did random activities there but it was so nice to go away and not tell anyone. I didn't bother to say much about it to anybody...I consider it my celebrity-ish retreat from all of the recognizing, neediness, and crazed scheduling.
If Paris can do it (without a job) why can't I with my so-called life?
But then things changed.
Work stressed me out beyond belief. My chairperson had yet to get my schedule correct, they cancelled classes on me, said I had to attend some workshop thing in the next three days (that they just decided to create and force upon some of us) and then took classes away from me altogether. I was flipping out......and then Crak drops the bomb that she is quitting to take a new job. ACK!
The Marine was still texting me all random questions about past relationships, what was I looking for, and what do I want in a future mate......I felt like I was being interrogated.
Life was becoming a tornado that swept me up and insisted on spinning the sanity out of me.
KDP went to Ft. Lauderdale on Saturday morning & was begging me to join her. I didn't want to go, was too tired & stressed, and still had to teach summer classes.
Yup.
I couldn't handle the garbage anymore and last minute I bought a ticket to meet her down there. I arrived Wednesday afternoon & crashed. We did random activities there but it was so nice to go away and not tell anyone. I didn't bother to say much about it to anybody...I consider it my celebrity-ish retreat from all of the recognizing, neediness, and crazed scheduling.
If Paris can do it (without a job) why can't I with my so-called life?
A Honu Experience
One day after the McCann's-Marine experience, Crak, Blonde & I headed over to Magees in Huntington. Why? Crak has a crush on (and a running bet with) the bartender there. We met up inside & not five minutes into recapping the previous night's events, some guy walks up to Crak and introduces himself. He says he thought she was pretty & wanted to talk to her but felt bad because he & his friends were leaving. He then asked for her number. Which she handed over.
Blonde then hears a voice that was too recognizable for her. And there's a guy fromher job. Awkward. So she decided to make the firs tmove and call him over. He introduced us to his (drunk) friends and we cahtted for a bit.
Magees was too empty (yet crowded with familiarity for Blonde) so we went to Honu to see what Saturday night action was kicking there. We literally walked in the door and some guy stepped between me & Blonde. He grinned at me and said hello. So I smiled back and said hi & walked around him to get to the girls.....who so graciously left me alone with this weirdo.
He came right over & said he saw me walk by and had to talk to me. So we chatted for a moment...........about who knows what because he was freaking me out..... and then he wondered why I didn't have a drink in my hands. I pointed out that I had just walked in before he pounced on me & he said "Oh yeah. So let me buy you a drink. What do you want?" I told him that my usual is the ever-famous coconut martini & he turns and orders it. I had my back to him when it was set on the bar & Crak said that he sipped it. So I whip around and say "Do you want a taste? Have you ever had one?" He said he'd never tried one and no, he didn't want to try it now. I was supposed to just enjoy it. I said "Well, my friend says you already sipped it. That's okay. Just say you did." He flat out denied even putting his lips to the glass. Whatever buddy. If Crak saw him sip it, then I will go with that.
The crowd there was just odd so we went back to Magees. Still empty. But three stools at the bar opened so we sat. I was introduced to Crak's crush--the Cherryman--and he set us up with a bunch of maraschino (hence the name) cherries. Sweet! He saw we were drinking water, so he says "How about a shot?" He whips up something and puts it infront of the three of us. We asked what it was & the response was 'pound cake'. ?? Umm........liquified pastry? Okay. So the three of us toss it back & Oh. My. Goodness. Liquid pound cake. Fantastic.
I left shortly after that, as the crowd was lame & I was tired.
I did get a whole text conversation on my ride home from the Marine. He's not big on talking on the phone, but he'll text a novella. Odd.
Blonde then hears a voice that was too recognizable for her. And there's a guy fromher job. Awkward. So she decided to make the firs tmove and call him over. He introduced us to his (drunk) friends and we cahtted for a bit.
Magees was too empty (yet crowded with familiarity for Blonde) so we went to Honu to see what Saturday night action was kicking there. We literally walked in the door and some guy stepped between me & Blonde. He grinned at me and said hello. So I smiled back and said hi & walked around him to get to the girls.....who so graciously left me alone with this weirdo.
He came right over & said he saw me walk by and had to talk to me. So we chatted for a moment...........about who knows what because he was freaking me out..... and then he wondered why I didn't have a drink in my hands. I pointed out that I had just walked in before he pounced on me & he said "Oh yeah. So let me buy you a drink. What do you want?" I told him that my usual is the ever-famous coconut martini & he turns and orders it. I had my back to him when it was set on the bar & Crak said that he sipped it. So I whip around and say "Do you want a taste? Have you ever had one?" He said he'd never tried one and no, he didn't want to try it now. I was supposed to just enjoy it. I said "Well, my friend says you already sipped it. That's okay. Just say you did." He flat out denied even putting his lips to the glass. Whatever buddy. If Crak saw him sip it, then I will go with that.
The crowd there was just odd so we went back to Magees. Still empty. But three stools at the bar opened so we sat. I was introduced to Crak's crush--the Cherryman--and he set us up with a bunch of maraschino (hence the name) cherries. Sweet! He saw we were drinking water, so he says "How about a shot?" He whips up something and puts it infront of the three of us. We asked what it was & the response was 'pound cake'. ?? Umm........liquified pastry? Okay. So the three of us toss it back & Oh. My. Goodness. Liquid pound cake. Fantastic.
I left shortly after that, as the crowd was lame & I was tired.
I did get a whole text conversation on my ride home from the Marine. He's not big on talking on the phone, but he'll text a novella. Odd.
I Can't Go Anywhere Without Being Recognized
I met Crak & the Blonde at McCann's on Friday night. I was running late & knew I had to run across the street in way too big heels to meet them inside. I crossed the street....trying not to break my neck.....and a car pulls over right next to me as I step onto the curb. "I was obligated to pull over when I saw you" is what I heard come from a young man in the driver's seat. I turned and said "excuse me?" And he says, again, "I was obligated to pull over when I saw you". "You were obligated to stop?" "Yes. What's your name? You look lke a woman who would use big words." I said I was too old for them but that the gesture was sweet. The passenger says "We're 25. How old are you?" I said it wasn't polite to ask a lady her age. They asked again & I said I was too old for them....a bit 'cougar' status. "Damn! Wait! So how old are you......and you look that good?"
I ran inside but not without realizing that the people smoking outside & the bouncers heard the exchange. Drat!
I find Crak & Blonde inside and barely make it to them to begin telling them what had just happened, when all of a sudden I have someone say in my ear "Is it wrong for a former student to buy his professor a shot?" I turn around and its the Marine from 3 years ago. I was taken aback because when I say I literally walked in to the place, I mean it. I had been in there all of 90 seconds! So I explain how I have never done a shot before and that it was a nice gesture but no thanks. He wasn't taking no for an answer so I did my first real shot. He got us soco & lime & I threw it back like a pro. I then talked with him a few minutes & said I had to get back to my friends because I had just walked in, but he was more than welcome to come find me later.
That apparently meant ten minutes later when he grabbed my hand & told me to pick out songs at the jukebox thingy. So we talked & I introduced him to Crak & Blonde. The Marine brought over his friend..the Babymaker (as he is 23 and has a 16-month old). We thought he wanted to talk to the Blonde, but it turns out he wanted Crak. Who doesn't?
Anyway, the Marine & I chatted away the evening, while the babymaker talked with Crak & Blonde. The Marine asked if he could take me to dinner sometime & I said it was a sweet idea but I am not so sure. I wanted to see how the rest of the evening went. He was a bit clingy (okay so he was very clingy). Example: he went outside to smoke ((I also said I gave up dating smokers but that didn't dissuade him) and I excused myself from the ladies to to to the ladies room. When I came nack my phone was going crazy with a text that said "where'd you go?" Umm...don't you see my friends still sitting where we had been hanging out for the last hour? Couldn't you have asked them? Or couldn't you just be patient?
So we hung out a bit more then he came over and gave me a kiss on the cheek & said he had to get going. It was nice to see him. But it is getting harder and harder to go out and have a good time & not be spotted. I get spotted more than some celebrities & still don't make one-fifth of their income. Something's wrong here.
I think I am going to try a disguise one of these nights.
I ran inside but not without realizing that the people smoking outside & the bouncers heard the exchange. Drat!
I find Crak & Blonde inside and barely make it to them to begin telling them what had just happened, when all of a sudden I have someone say in my ear "Is it wrong for a former student to buy his professor a shot?" I turn around and its the Marine from 3 years ago. I was taken aback because when I say I literally walked in to the place, I mean it. I had been in there all of 90 seconds! So I explain how I have never done a shot before and that it was a nice gesture but no thanks. He wasn't taking no for an answer so I did my first real shot. He got us soco & lime & I threw it back like a pro. I then talked with him a few minutes & said I had to get back to my friends because I had just walked in, but he was more than welcome to come find me later.
That apparently meant ten minutes later when he grabbed my hand & told me to pick out songs at the jukebox thingy. So we talked & I introduced him to Crak & Blonde. The Marine brought over his friend..the Babymaker (as he is 23 and has a 16-month old). We thought he wanted to talk to the Blonde, but it turns out he wanted Crak. Who doesn't?
Anyway, the Marine & I chatted away the evening, while the babymaker talked with Crak & Blonde. The Marine asked if he could take me to dinner sometime & I said it was a sweet idea but I am not so sure. I wanted to see how the rest of the evening went. He was a bit clingy (okay so he was very clingy). Example: he went outside to smoke ((I also said I gave up dating smokers but that didn't dissuade him) and I excused myself from the ladies to to to the ladies room. When I came nack my phone was going crazy with a text that said "where'd you go?" Umm...don't you see my friends still sitting where we had been hanging out for the last hour? Couldn't you have asked them? Or couldn't you just be patient?
So we hung out a bit more then he came over and gave me a kiss on the cheek & said he had to get going. It was nice to see him. But it is getting harder and harder to go out and have a good time & not be spotted. I get spotted more than some celebrities & still don't make one-fifth of their income. Something's wrong here.
I think I am going to try a disguise one of these nights.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
My Home Will NOT Have A Basement
For the second time in less than a month, I have spent the morning bailing out the basement. YUCK! I thought I loved having a basement. I wanted a home that had a place for me to hang out with people, put in an exercise machine, and sore all of the 'stuff' I accumulate. NOT ANYMORE! IFrom now on, if it has a basement, I will not even give it a second thought.
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