The evening started with me meeting JW over on Rte. 110 at 8:30. We were going to hang out at Applebee's and just grab a bite. He wanted to see a movie, but I was way too tired to stay awake for such an event, had seen one the day before, and will be seeing one Tuesday night. So, I was not really in teh mood to see a movie. Plus, he didn't even know what was playing so I used that to my advantage.
We met up & were seated & exchanged stories (one for one) for the next 3 1/2 hours. He yelled at me and called me 'moron' for the Mechanic situation & said that it's pretty pathetic. I pointed out htat he is jealous because he can not get a hot girl, let alone a hot 21 year old anyway. We had a good time sharing our less-than-stellar escapades & then it was time for me to go. Why? The Mechanic was on his way home froma friend's in Queens & wanted to see if I was still out & wanted to meet. He 'just had to see' me. SWEET! I have been thinking about his lips for 48 hours & not sleeping well, so why not remedy my situation?
While waiting, Cowboy had called & we were chatting about random nothings. The Mechanic was calling in so I had to put Cowboy on hold & when I got back to him he began asking me what it was I was doing. I lied. I said I was out with the Librarian & he was lost finding his way. Well, when the Mechanic arrived & asked me to put my window down so we could talk a second, I put the phone down & had Cowboy wait. When I was done talking, he said "Why were you sweaking?" I said "What do you mean 'sweaking'?" He said "You did that high-pitched tone of your's?" I wanted to say....my flirty tone?.......but thought better of it & said "I couldn't open the window & Library was making fun of me." He accepted that and asked if I'd call him back when I was done hanging out. Fine.
The Mechanic got out of his truck in his pajamas. White (ugh) wife-beater (hate that description) and baggy pajama bottoms. Oh so hot!
Yes, I am becoming redundant with calling him hot, but I think he is, so suffer if you care to read on.
He opened my door & pulled me out of the car & gave me a kiss. He asked if I wanted coffee because he was getting & I said no but I'd walk with him. He said ALL of the right things. We flirted & chatted & walked back to my car & sat down. We kissed. We talked. We kissed some more. Then things that I did not want to happen so soon did. But they were fun. And then he said "I just want to hold you & sit here. is that okay?" So, I agreed & we sat. He told me that he really & truly likes me and that he wants to see me more often.
I......giddy & ridiculous......told him that I want Crak to go with us next week because she griped that she's been on two VERY BAD DATES with me.........they were painful..............and deserves a good one. He laughed & agreed. He's ouring his heart out & I'm '13 yr old Tiger Beat heartthrob obsessing' over this. I wonder whose the younger of us right now.
When I finally left two hours later, he insisted I call him when I got home. I challenged him and he said "Why is it such a problem for you to call so I can say goodnight as you are getting in to bed?" Could he BE any sweeter? So I called & we then talked for 45 minutes more. He said he wants to know everything about me. So I told him what he wanted to know. He said the rest he just wants to discover as we move forward, if I let him. He then asked if I like him & I told him how he is one of the three best first dates I've ever had, the whole 'can follow through ' thing, and he looks seal the deal, and yes, I like him but want to just 'date' for now. You know, hang out. He said "Well, I think you are amazing & you are my 'match'". My problem is now I think he is too far into this already.
Anyway...............I get settled & realized I had to call Cowboy back. At 3am our time. UGH. He asked if I was okay & I asked him why wuoldn't I be. He was concerned because it was so late & I'm out with a guy he's never heard of & that made him nervous. I pointed out that I am not for him to worry about & have always taken care of myself. He said "Yeah, but you sounded....I don't know.....when he arrived. And it's none of my business but I just worry." Ummmmmm......again I told him he has no reason, nor right, to worry about what I do. And I left it at that. He talked about the past & how he misses holding me & tlaking to me & walking just holding my hand.........and all of those nice things that I want to hear but don't need to right now. His last statement was "I just wish I could hold you. I just worry." And I left it with "I wish youcould to. But I can say that right now because youa re so far away & it sounds nice. If I were to see you, I may not feel that way. I may want to run in the other direction & cry. I can't guarantee anything. So, for now, let's just be happy that we can talk on the phone."
I don't know if that will keep me happy or not. But, I'll just ride these waves until something rolls me to the shore.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
My (Not So Many) Men
The Mechanic called with my 'good morning' message. A girl could get used to this. It's very sweet & endearing that he does this, but I will feel so bad when things don't work out between us. And, that is feel bad for him because he seems to be into this already. Aw!
I spoke with Cowboy last night. He had sent me two letters (three days apart) but they both arrived yesterday. Its the tale of what happened between us, what happened to him, why he did what he did, how he feels like a 'new' person, and how we should work on at least being in eachothers' lives in some way, if not work to getting back together. It hurts. More than many can or will ever understand. Its what I want, but I think its too late for me to head in that direction with him.
Mr. Verizon has not called me all week. we talked on Monday & had a nice conversation and he said he'd call just to talk sometime this week. Well, its Friday & I have not received an email, voicemail, or even a missed call from him. Yet, I had to be the one to call him twice before he'd pick up and email him questions that he answered but never inquired about me. Hmmm.....can we say poor people skills?
No news from the Math Prof. We had that 'disagreement' on Monday night. I sent him an email in response to one he sent, also on Monday. I also sent a link to Crak's article on Wednesday. Nothing. Not a reply, not a text, not one call. I am happy with this, in that I do not have to prolong the agony of trying to dump him & not look vain & shallow. But still, he was so impressed with my manners that you think he'd try to have some of his own.
CJ, the librarian, is never going to work for me. He won't work for KDP either. We hung out Wednesday night & it was nice & all, but somehow the dirnk he invited me out for I ended up paying for. He told me to order him a beer & then disappeared. The bartender came over & asked what we wanted & I ordered. He filled the order & told me how much & stood there waiting. So I piad. No big deal. Its not the issue. But when CJ came back from the men's room, he looked a the beer & said "Thanks", sat down, and drank it while asking for a taste of my mango margarita as well.
These men need to take some kind of class on how to take a woman out on a date......or something. Common Sense class is what it is. I need to start a common sense class for men. Ooooooo, and their final exam would be that they have to take me out on a date & if it sucks, they fail! What a way to meet more guys!
I spoke with Cowboy last night. He had sent me two letters (three days apart) but they both arrived yesterday. Its the tale of what happened between us, what happened to him, why he did what he did, how he feels like a 'new' person, and how we should work on at least being in eachothers' lives in some way, if not work to getting back together. It hurts. More than many can or will ever understand. Its what I want, but I think its too late for me to head in that direction with him.
Mr. Verizon has not called me all week. we talked on Monday & had a nice conversation and he said he'd call just to talk sometime this week. Well, its Friday & I have not received an email, voicemail, or even a missed call from him. Yet, I had to be the one to call him twice before he'd pick up and email him questions that he answered but never inquired about me. Hmmm.....can we say poor people skills?
No news from the Math Prof. We had that 'disagreement' on Monday night. I sent him an email in response to one he sent, also on Monday. I also sent a link to Crak's article on Wednesday. Nothing. Not a reply, not a text, not one call. I am happy with this, in that I do not have to prolong the agony of trying to dump him & not look vain & shallow. But still, he was so impressed with my manners that you think he'd try to have some of his own.
CJ, the librarian, is never going to work for me. He won't work for KDP either. We hung out Wednesday night & it was nice & all, but somehow the dirnk he invited me out for I ended up paying for. He told me to order him a beer & then disappeared. The bartender came over & asked what we wanted & I ordered. He filled the order & told me how much & stood there waiting. So I piad. No big deal. Its not the issue. But when CJ came back from the men's room, he looked a the beer & said "Thanks", sat down, and drank it while asking for a taste of my mango margarita as well.
These men need to take some kind of class on how to take a woman out on a date......or something. Common Sense class is what it is. I need to start a common sense class for men. Ooooooo, and their final exam would be that they have to take me out on a date & if it sucks, they fail! What a way to meet more guys!
So I Know That This Won't Be Going Anywhere, But Can I Just Say That I Went On One Of The Best First Dates I've Ever Been On Last Night?
The Mechanic & I finally met up last night. We have been talking on the phone for over a month now. He is so cute, leaves me a 'good morning ' message every day, claims I am currently the only woman he is talking to from the site, and keeps me laughing. The problem? He is WAY younger than me. By a decade. Yeah. I know. He sent me an email first, not a 'wink' mind you, but an actual email & it included info from my profile so I knew he read it. So so sweet. The other problem? He has ADD like you can't believe. I had a student ages ago that I nicknamed 'gnat' because that was his attention span. Well, this guy ties gnat for the name. Drives me crazy.
But he is so cute!
He asked if I wanted to meet for coffee or a drink and I left it up to him. He decided we should meet on 110 at Dave & Busters & have a drink & maybe shoot pool. He said if I was not comfortable getting a drink there, Applebees is in the lot, as well, and Starbucks is across the street for coffee if I completely change my mind.
I agreed to D&B, but warned him that I may see students and I may want to leave. He said this would not be a problem. I have never been to D&B before & was not sure what I was in for when we enetered. We just headed up to the bar, grabbed two stools, and sat with these HUGE beers that mimicked Munich. I had to use two hands to lift it. He said I could get whatever I wanted to drink & I said just a beer would be fine. He pointed out that I do not look like the beer drinking type & I told him I'm not, but I'd never been to D&B before so why not.
He's VERY touchy-feely. Extremely flirty & made sure that we kissed a few times sitting there at the bar. He was full of compliments & said he'd have to drop my class if he were in it because he'd never concentrate & he'd be too frustrated all of the time. Which he was last night as well.
There was a man & woman in a booth right behind us. He was in his 50s & she in her 30s & they were not father & daughter. However, they kept looking at us like there was something wrong. Weird.
The Mechanic is about 5'5'', total Italian, stereotype guido with the pierced ears, chain, and (hate this phrase) wife-beater with the unbuttoned shirt over it. Short shaved hair & these gorgeous piercing hazel eyes. His body? Oh. My. Goodness. Rock solid. His biceps are like bars on a jungle gym that I could hang upside down from. And his chest is just as defined & hard. He barely needs to move to see the six-pack ripple underneath. If I were to have seen him sitting at the bar, I'd swear he was 25/26. Darn that he isn't.
He asked me if I wanted another beer, even though I asked him to finish mine, and then he asked if I wanted to stay or go. I asked "What did you have in mind?" He said he wanted to take a drive and go to the water & walk around or just sit & talk, but understood if I did not feel safe doing so. However, I did feel safe & even though he was BEYOND filrty & touch-feely, he was a gentleman (for the most part) and I did feel safe. Why, I am not sure. This guy could easily snap me into two pieces. Literally. So we walked out, hopped into his tremendous Bronco & took off for Huntington & the water. As we were driving, he said "Did I mention to you that I sing?" I told him no & he said "Would you mind if I sang to you?" I said it would be interesting to hear & he said "Well, I sing country. Do you know any songs?" Country??? Mr. LI Guido? And with that, he pops in some random cd & begins singing as we are driving north on Rte. 110. He was so good! I was impressed, but I kept giggling & he asked why. I explained how he does not look to be the country singing type & that I have never had a guy sing to me before. He said he doens't typically sing to people unless he knows them really well & I am the first person he's done this for who is a virtual stranger. But he claims to have felt so comfortable with me & wanted to showcase some of his talent.
We went up to the water & parked for awhile. He is a really good kisser. That's all I'm saying. Really. Really. Good. He wanted to showcase some of his other talents, but agreed to just kissing.
When I told him that I had had enough & wanted to get going, he was a complete gnetleman & drove me back talking & laughing & holding my hand the entire time. He said he wants to get together soon & take me out to dinner. He wants me to meet his friends. He wants to cuddle & spend time together. Aw! Could he be cuter? I explained to him that I am (in all honesty) very busy these next two weeks but I'd definately hang out with him again.
When we got back to my car, he jumped out & walked me to it. Then he pinned me against it, wrapped my leg around his waist, and kissed me long & hard. Yum. I got into my car, he walked back to his truck and then came back to my car & told me to roll down the window. He said "Please call me whwen you get home. I want to know that you got there safe." Then he slid 1/2 way int through the window & kissed me again, once on the lips & once on the forehead.
Will he call? I don't know, but am dying to find out. There's one word to sum him up:
YUMMY.
But he is so cute!
He asked if I wanted to meet for coffee or a drink and I left it up to him. He decided we should meet on 110 at Dave & Busters & have a drink & maybe shoot pool. He said if I was not comfortable getting a drink there, Applebees is in the lot, as well, and Starbucks is across the street for coffee if I completely change my mind.
I agreed to D&B, but warned him that I may see students and I may want to leave. He said this would not be a problem. I have never been to D&B before & was not sure what I was in for when we enetered. We just headed up to the bar, grabbed two stools, and sat with these HUGE beers that mimicked Munich. I had to use two hands to lift it. He said I could get whatever I wanted to drink & I said just a beer would be fine. He pointed out that I do not look like the beer drinking type & I told him I'm not, but I'd never been to D&B before so why not.
He's VERY touchy-feely. Extremely flirty & made sure that we kissed a few times sitting there at the bar. He was full of compliments & said he'd have to drop my class if he were in it because he'd never concentrate & he'd be too frustrated all of the time. Which he was last night as well.
There was a man & woman in a booth right behind us. He was in his 50s & she in her 30s & they were not father & daughter. However, they kept looking at us like there was something wrong. Weird.
The Mechanic is about 5'5'', total Italian, stereotype guido with the pierced ears, chain, and (hate this phrase) wife-beater with the unbuttoned shirt over it. Short shaved hair & these gorgeous piercing hazel eyes. His body? Oh. My. Goodness. Rock solid. His biceps are like bars on a jungle gym that I could hang upside down from. And his chest is just as defined & hard. He barely needs to move to see the six-pack ripple underneath. If I were to have seen him sitting at the bar, I'd swear he was 25/26. Darn that he isn't.
He asked me if I wanted another beer, even though I asked him to finish mine, and then he asked if I wanted to stay or go. I asked "What did you have in mind?" He said he wanted to take a drive and go to the water & walk around or just sit & talk, but understood if I did not feel safe doing so. However, I did feel safe & even though he was BEYOND filrty & touch-feely, he was a gentleman (for the most part) and I did feel safe. Why, I am not sure. This guy could easily snap me into two pieces. Literally. So we walked out, hopped into his tremendous Bronco & took off for Huntington & the water. As we were driving, he said "Did I mention to you that I sing?" I told him no & he said "Would you mind if I sang to you?" I said it would be interesting to hear & he said "Well, I sing country. Do you know any songs?" Country??? Mr. LI Guido? And with that, he pops in some random cd & begins singing as we are driving north on Rte. 110. He was so good! I was impressed, but I kept giggling & he asked why. I explained how he does not look to be the country singing type & that I have never had a guy sing to me before. He said he doens't typically sing to people unless he knows them really well & I am the first person he's done this for who is a virtual stranger. But he claims to have felt so comfortable with me & wanted to showcase some of his talent.
We went up to the water & parked for awhile. He is a really good kisser. That's all I'm saying. Really. Really. Good. He wanted to showcase some of his other talents, but agreed to just kissing.
When I told him that I had had enough & wanted to get going, he was a complete gnetleman & drove me back talking & laughing & holding my hand the entire time. He said he wants to get together soon & take me out to dinner. He wants me to meet his friends. He wants to cuddle & spend time together. Aw! Could he be cuter? I explained to him that I am (in all honesty) very busy these next two weeks but I'd definately hang out with him again.
When we got back to my car, he jumped out & walked me to it. Then he pinned me against it, wrapped my leg around his waist, and kissed me long & hard. Yum. I got into my car, he walked back to his truck and then came back to my car & told me to roll down the window. He said "Please call me whwen you get home. I want to know that you got there safe." Then he slid 1/2 way int through the window & kissed me again, once on the lips & once on the forehead.
Will he call? I don't know, but am dying to find out. There's one word to sum him up:
YUMMY.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
No More Books to Return to the Library
I hung out with CJ again last night. We had been text flirting for two days & figured we'd hang out for an hour or so. We went out for a drink and sat & talked. So many hot guys there & I'm with him. Drat.
He was very 'touchy feely' and I kept bringing up the idea of him & KDP and how this 'kissing hting' will have to end if they are to meet. He asked why. I pointed out that I do not kiss guys that my friends are (or may be) kissing. He said maybe he doesn't want to meet her. I said that I am not sure I want them to meet, but for different reasons. He wasn't too happy.
We went out to the cars & made out for a few miutes & he wants to take this further, but I am not interested in doing any such thing. Kissing is fine. It's all I'm looking for, and its becoming more and more apparant, as he tells me more about his life or asks me inappropriate questions about mine, that I do not think I want these kisses from him.
I think I am losing my kavorka.
He was very 'touchy feely' and I kept bringing up the idea of him & KDP and how this 'kissing hting' will have to end if they are to meet. He asked why. I pointed out that I do not kiss guys that my friends are (or may be) kissing. He said maybe he doesn't want to meet her. I said that I am not sure I want them to meet, but for different reasons. He wasn't too happy.
We went out to the cars & made out for a few miutes & he wants to take this further, but I am not interested in doing any such thing. Kissing is fine. It's all I'm looking for, and its becoming more and more apparant, as he tells me more about his life or asks me inappropriate questions about mine, that I do not think I want these kisses from him.
I think I am losing my kavorka.
The Math Prof. Has Been "Cancelled Out"
The Math Prof. called me Monday night just as I ended class early. We bickered because he doesn't believe me & I am annoyed that he'd ask questions that he isn't going to believe the answers to anyway. He sent me an email right before he called asking me to go to a Dragons game this weekend & I emailed back that I want to see a game, but this weekend is booked.
I sent him an email yesterday with the link to Crak's review & I have not heard a word form him since. He would have called or emailed by now, so I am getting the vibe that this equation is done. This will make it so much easier on me than having to tell him I am not interested. HURRAY for him solving this problem & moving on to the next!
I sent him an email yesterday with the link to Crak's review & I have not heard a word form him since. He would have called or emailed by now, so I am getting the vibe that this equation is done. This will make it so much easier on me than having to tell him I am not interested. HURRAY for him solving this problem & moving on to the next!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
WTF
It's only Tuesday & my bloodpressure is at a boiling point. Where do I begin?
Let's start with stupid students. My first class watched a movie & two were sleeping, two were texting (with the volume on their phones so I knew each time they sent a message) and a fifth was flossing. Yes flossing. For twenty minutes. I said (over the film) "Some of you need to get an attention span. Its either that or find yourself on the other side of the door". The flosser continued to floss, having tuned out anything going on around him. So at the end of class I pointed out that it is April 23rd & we've been together since January 17th and they know what I expect but apparently that has yet to enter their inactive brains. I pointed out that many of them are borderline passing & this last test is a doozy. Trust me, my tirade meant nothing.
Twenty-five minutes into my second class of the day, some randon student (who I have no clue who he is) came walking into my room as if we were just hanging out in there, went completely to the other side of the room and began talking to one of the students who was supposed to be focused on MY class. I said, numerous times as I saw him walking into my room, "Excuse me. Who are you & don't walk into my room". He blew me off and behaved as if it was me who was the crazy one. I pointed out to students that its people like that moron who give us a retarded name.
Things were quiet for most of the day until I walked out of my last class for the evening. Its the second time I let my group out early & the Math Prof. happened to call just then. I picked up & began chatting. He said he knew I got out at 10 & I pointed out that I do not get out at 10, I actually get out 45 minutes later, but it had been a long day. He disagreed with me saying that the last time he called me on a night that I had that same class it was 10 & I was out. I pointed out that I know when I have class until & why does he debate me on things with My life. I even said that Crak had asked me that about him as well and he didn't agree.
We spoke for a bit & then he asked me about CrazyJoe & who is CJ interested in. I reminded him that I am saving CJ for KDP. He asked me if KDP is on EHarmony or Match. I said "We both are on Match". He was shocked & said "You were on it?" I said "No. I am on it." He asked me if I've gone out on any dates from the site & I began to tell him about the Lawyer--remember Mr. "Let's meet in the sauna"? As I am telling the story, he is second-guessing me about it. I said "You are doing it again. Do you want the answer that you want to hear or do you want the real answer. Becaue if you want what you want to hear, then don't ask me."
I changed the subject to his upcoming trip to Vegas & asked if he found a travel partner. He isn't sure abuot that yet. I said "You should just go by yourself & walk up to random people & begin conversations and then hang out with them. Pick up women." He said "Wouldn't that bother you?" I asked (repeatedly) "Why would it bother me? What happens in Vegas stays there, right?" He wasn't too thrilled with my suggestion, leading him to -- hopefully -- think that I am not intersted. Because I am not interested in him. At All. I thought I'd want to be friends with him, but it would be too tiring & frustrating to do so.
At midnight last night, I was totally out cold, but Cowboy's mother called my cell. She didn't leave a message, but when I saw this today, I called her back. It seems that Cowboy broke his tooth pretty bad Sunday & the facility wouldn't shuttle him to a dentist until today & that wasn't soon enough so he checked himself out. That means he can not go back into the program. His mom freaked & wanted to know if he had said anything to me. I honestly had no clue about any of this. According to her, he has an attitude, is doing what he wants, and he is still contacting he exfiance. I just sent him a text asking him wtf is going on & he sent it back that he has to have emergency surgery on it to correct it, but that hasn't answered my question completely. so I sent it back saying so & have yet to hear anything. I have to tell him that if he insists on speaking with her, then I can not support him any longer with this situation. If he is going to be hasty & make rash decisions, then he's in this on his own. He needs to grow up & act mature, not this hothead who can demand things to be how he wants & play her off of me.
I need a drink.
Let's start with stupid students. My first class watched a movie & two were sleeping, two were texting (with the volume on their phones so I knew each time they sent a message) and a fifth was flossing. Yes flossing. For twenty minutes. I said (over the film) "Some of you need to get an attention span. Its either that or find yourself on the other side of the door". The flosser continued to floss, having tuned out anything going on around him. So at the end of class I pointed out that it is April 23rd & we've been together since January 17th and they know what I expect but apparently that has yet to enter their inactive brains. I pointed out that many of them are borderline passing & this last test is a doozy. Trust me, my tirade meant nothing.
Twenty-five minutes into my second class of the day, some randon student (who I have no clue who he is) came walking into my room as if we were just hanging out in there, went completely to the other side of the room and began talking to one of the students who was supposed to be focused on MY class. I said, numerous times as I saw him walking into my room, "Excuse me. Who are you & don't walk into my room". He blew me off and behaved as if it was me who was the crazy one. I pointed out to students that its people like that moron who give us a retarded name.
Things were quiet for most of the day until I walked out of my last class for the evening. Its the second time I let my group out early & the Math Prof. happened to call just then. I picked up & began chatting. He said he knew I got out at 10 & I pointed out that I do not get out at 10, I actually get out 45 minutes later, but it had been a long day. He disagreed with me saying that the last time he called me on a night that I had that same class it was 10 & I was out. I pointed out that I know when I have class until & why does he debate me on things with My life. I even said that Crak had asked me that about him as well and he didn't agree.
We spoke for a bit & then he asked me about CrazyJoe & who is CJ interested in. I reminded him that I am saving CJ for KDP. He asked me if KDP is on EHarmony or Match. I said "We both are on Match". He was shocked & said "You were on it?" I said "No. I am on it." He asked me if I've gone out on any dates from the site & I began to tell him about the Lawyer--remember Mr. "Let's meet in the sauna"? As I am telling the story, he is second-guessing me about it. I said "You are doing it again. Do you want the answer that you want to hear or do you want the real answer. Becaue if you want what you want to hear, then don't ask me."
I changed the subject to his upcoming trip to Vegas & asked if he found a travel partner. He isn't sure abuot that yet. I said "You should just go by yourself & walk up to random people & begin conversations and then hang out with them. Pick up women." He said "Wouldn't that bother you?" I asked (repeatedly) "Why would it bother me? What happens in Vegas stays there, right?" He wasn't too thrilled with my suggestion, leading him to -- hopefully -- think that I am not intersted. Because I am not interested in him. At All. I thought I'd want to be friends with him, but it would be too tiring & frustrating to do so.
At midnight last night, I was totally out cold, but Cowboy's mother called my cell. She didn't leave a message, but when I saw this today, I called her back. It seems that Cowboy broke his tooth pretty bad Sunday & the facility wouldn't shuttle him to a dentist until today & that wasn't soon enough so he checked himself out. That means he can not go back into the program. His mom freaked & wanted to know if he had said anything to me. I honestly had no clue about any of this. According to her, he has an attitude, is doing what he wants, and he is still contacting he exfiance. I just sent him a text asking him wtf is going on & he sent it back that he has to have emergency surgery on it to correct it, but that hasn't answered my question completely. so I sent it back saying so & have yet to hear anything. I have to tell him that if he insists on speaking with her, then I can not support him any longer with this situation. If he is going to be hasty & make rash decisions, then he's in this on his own. He needs to grow up & act mature, not this hothead who can demand things to be how he wants & play her off of me.
I need a drink.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Cowboy Rides Again
Cowboy & I have been texting & he's been calling me lately. He's still 'in', but this hasn't stopped him from contacting me every other day. Last night he sent me a text while out with CrazyJoe. He asked when was a good time to call. I told him after midnight my time. Around 11 I got 2 texts from him that were pics he just took of himself. He looked good & I sent it back saying so. He was smiling & has his hair cut & looks like the Cowboy I knew two years ago.
He called at 12 & began talking about how I am amazing (like I didn't know I was) and how he misses me so much & has talked about me to everyone where he is & they have told him (with more profanity) to crawl across the country on his hands & knees & beg for my forgiveness. The fiance is out. She called to tell him she is dating someone new & he has made her happier in 3 weeks than Cowboy did in 4 months. Again, he tried to compare it to what he did to me & I told him to stop. I pointed out that a 4+ coke-fogged month relationship is NOTHING to my 4+ years of wanting\planning a future. He apologized and agreed.
He will be in Ohio in May & asked me to come. He'd pay my way there. I can't go. It's not that I don't want to, but I already have plans that I will not cancel for that. He said there are things he needs to say to me in person & will not do over the phone. I said 'maybe'. I don't know if I want to hear it. I don't know if I can see him. I told him that if I saw him I will have one of two reactions (or both): I want to give him a big hug for doing what he has done these past few weeks. The other is that I want to knock him to the ground & kick him in the stomach. He said he understands and deserves it. I didn't hold back. I didn't lie. I told him how I felt, how I feel, and how he is so lucky I even speak to him at all. I pointed out that I may not have ever spoken to him again had it not been for this situation of his. And I continued to say that I may not be able to talk to him much after he gets his life in order. I have no guarantees on my feelings right now so he needs to respect that I will take this one day at a time.
HIs mom emailed me thanking me so much for supporting him these weeks. She said he seems so much happier & they attribute some of it to the fact that I am there for him. She even said she can't figure out how or why I would support him, seeing as what he did to me, but that it means so much to them. I thought that was nice.
His plan is to move to Ohio with his friend, HottieNick. That was the original plan in September, pre-fiance psycho, and since the only friends he has in Port are druggies, he figures it's best to try & lead the life he attempted to plan. I told him to speak with counselors first and he already had. They think that it is a rationale move. I don't know. But its nice to know he is climbing into the saddle again.
Happy Birthday Cowboy!
He called at 12 & began talking about how I am amazing (like I didn't know I was) and how he misses me so much & has talked about me to everyone where he is & they have told him (with more profanity) to crawl across the country on his hands & knees & beg for my forgiveness. The fiance is out. She called to tell him she is dating someone new & he has made her happier in 3 weeks than Cowboy did in 4 months. Again, he tried to compare it to what he did to me & I told him to stop. I pointed out that a 4+ coke-fogged month relationship is NOTHING to my 4+ years of wanting\planning a future. He apologized and agreed.
He will be in Ohio in May & asked me to come. He'd pay my way there. I can't go. It's not that I don't want to, but I already have plans that I will not cancel for that. He said there are things he needs to say to me in person & will not do over the phone. I said 'maybe'. I don't know if I want to hear it. I don't know if I can see him. I told him that if I saw him I will have one of two reactions (or both): I want to give him a big hug for doing what he has done these past few weeks. The other is that I want to knock him to the ground & kick him in the stomach. He said he understands and deserves it. I didn't hold back. I didn't lie. I told him how I felt, how I feel, and how he is so lucky I even speak to him at all. I pointed out that I may not have ever spoken to him again had it not been for this situation of his. And I continued to say that I may not be able to talk to him much after he gets his life in order. I have no guarantees on my feelings right now so he needs to respect that I will take this one day at a time.
HIs mom emailed me thanking me so much for supporting him these weeks. She said he seems so much happier & they attribute some of it to the fact that I am there for him. She even said she can't figure out how or why I would support him, seeing as what he did to me, but that it means so much to them. I thought that was nice.
His plan is to move to Ohio with his friend, HottieNick. That was the original plan in September, pre-fiance psycho, and since the only friends he has in Port are druggies, he figures it's best to try & lead the life he attempted to plan. I told him to speak with counselors first and he already had. They think that it is a rationale move. I don't know. But its nice to know he is climbing into the saddle again.
Happy Birthday Cowboy!
Krazy for Kissing
CrazyJoe had asked me to hang out this weekend. I agreed to Saturday. However, when Saturday rolled around, and I knew he would want to hang out in the city since it's more convenient for him, I said (point blank) "If you want to hang out here, that's fine. But I am too tired to haul myself in again. So, if you get a better -- or even just another -- offer, take it".
Nope. He was coming out here. We were going to meet at 8pm, but I get the phonecall I knew was coming and its "Can we meet at 9? I haven't eaten yet". So I told him that I'd keep him company while he ate.
We met at Jani, a restaurant that serves Chinese, Japanese, and all sorts of sushi. He got some sushi platter. I stuck with the vegetable sushi rolls. We talked nonstop. I heard about the bachelor party from last week & his plans for the wedding next weekend. He heard about my dates with the Math Prof. & the updates on Cowboy. He inquired about the Mechanic and didn't seem too happy.
He is a HUGE flirt. And did this all night. I pointed out that I do not like a guy flirting with me who happens to have my friend's cleavage come up on his phone when she calls. He said "Do you not want me texting her?" I said "I don't care what you do. If you are interested in her, I think that's great!" He didn't respond.
We finished up & walked outside. My car was the 3rd spot in & yet his car was at the back of the parking lot. He said "Drive me to my car". I asked "Why do I have to drive you? It's right there." With that, I unlocked my doors and he just got in. I drove him (begrudgingly) back to his car where he proceeded to lean in and kiss me. So nicely! Not like it was two weeks ago. An actual soft, sweet kiss. It was GOOD! Not Chilean good, mind you, but so much better than last time.
He asked me if I told anyone about 'us' and I said no. I didn't know there was an 'us' to tell people about. However, Crak is the only one who knows and I figure he doesn't need to know that she knows. I'll tell him Monday that I told her. I pointed out to him, though, that if he wants me to keep quiet, I bet he has the same gig going on with at least one other work person. He said 'no' but I played it as if I didn't believe him.
He wants to make our outings a 'once a week' deal. But he was shocked to find out that my relationship with Cowboy just ended in late December. He thought it was much longer than that. Then he pointed out that I am rebounding & he doesn't think he wants to be a rebound. I didn't have much of a response for that.
We made out for a bit longer, since it was good and all, and then I kicked him out of my car. He wants to see where this goes. Ummm......its going to hold me over until KDP decides if she wants to meet him. Is that wrong?
Nope. He was coming out here. We were going to meet at 8pm, but I get the phonecall I knew was coming and its "Can we meet at 9? I haven't eaten yet". So I told him that I'd keep him company while he ate.
We met at Jani, a restaurant that serves Chinese, Japanese, and all sorts of sushi. He got some sushi platter. I stuck with the vegetable sushi rolls. We talked nonstop. I heard about the bachelor party from last week & his plans for the wedding next weekend. He heard about my dates with the Math Prof. & the updates on Cowboy. He inquired about the Mechanic and didn't seem too happy.
He is a HUGE flirt. And did this all night. I pointed out that I do not like a guy flirting with me who happens to have my friend's cleavage come up on his phone when she calls. He said "Do you not want me texting her?" I said "I don't care what you do. If you are interested in her, I think that's great!" He didn't respond.
We finished up & walked outside. My car was the 3rd spot in & yet his car was at the back of the parking lot. He said "Drive me to my car". I asked "Why do I have to drive you? It's right there." With that, I unlocked my doors and he just got in. I drove him (begrudgingly) back to his car where he proceeded to lean in and kiss me. So nicely! Not like it was two weeks ago. An actual soft, sweet kiss. It was GOOD! Not Chilean good, mind you, but so much better than last time.
He asked me if I told anyone about 'us' and I said no. I didn't know there was an 'us' to tell people about. However, Crak is the only one who knows and I figure he doesn't need to know that she knows. I'll tell him Monday that I told her. I pointed out to him, though, that if he wants me to keep quiet, I bet he has the same gig going on with at least one other work person. He said 'no' but I played it as if I didn't believe him.
He wants to make our outings a 'once a week' deal. But he was shocked to find out that my relationship with Cowboy just ended in late December. He thought it was much longer than that. Then he pointed out that I am rebounding & he doesn't think he wants to be a rebound. I didn't have much of a response for that.
We made out for a bit longer, since it was good and all, and then I kicked him out of my car. He wants to see where this goes. Ummm......its going to hold me over until KDP decides if she wants to meet him. Is that wrong?
Saturday, April 21, 2007
A News Report Today Said It's Not A Date If You Don't Kiss
(the ramblings of a tired woman.............think "Pulp Fiction')
Therefore, the Math Prof. & I have not been on a date, making the whole "I'm not interested in you 'that way'" speech oh so much easier. Crak & I were headed into the city last night to check out the Star Lounge.......a converted 1920's speakeasy that is supposed to be the 'hottest' thing in Chelsea right now. It just might be.............if you can get in.
The Math Prof. asked me last week what I was doing this weekend & I said I was busy. I knew he was supposed to have plans Friday night & I said "That's too bad. You could have come with us to check out this place". Stupid Stupid Stupid. He decided to not go to his other plan & came with us.
CLUNK
Crak & I went to Stout first to have a drink & just be in the city before we went to the Lounge (that didn't open til 11). We had a few laughs, received a few dirty looks & were off to Star. The Math Prof. was there waiting for us outside. We got on a short line & then some ugly (what I think was a) woman said "Are you on the VIP list? Because, if not, you can only get in if you get table service". Ew!
So the three of us headed to a bar three doors down. We grabbed a table & then Crak & I spent 1/2 the time texting people & ignoring the Math Prof. I couldn't help it. I am so not attracted to him. I feel nothing towards him. I wish I was dating the guy he is on paper. Good writer, great job, likes to travel............that guy. Then you meet him in person.......not good looking, doesn't believe me when I tell him things, and pushy. He suggested I go to Vegas with him in June. He said I could even have the room next to him if I wanted. If I were to go with him, I'd have a room at a different hotel than him. Do the math now, buddy!
My favorite part of the evening was when Crak wanted me to take a picture of her cleavage to send to CrazyJoe, who is now apparently cheating on me blatantly with her.
We got to Penn at 1:14 & I missed one train but could grab another in 4 minutes. The problem? Crak's train was at 1:46. I offered to stay but she said no. Math Prof. wanted me to hang & get coffee, but she & I looked at eachother & this was my escape. Crak took a HUGE hit for me by walking him to his subway & then shaking his hand goodbye. Unfortunately, for me, he had leaned in and tried doing the 'SWAK' thing again, but I awkwardly craned my head at such an angle that he had to kiss my cheek. Therefore, we have yet to be on a date.
Did you follow this? If not, go grab a rum&coke & then try it. Its so much clearer that way.
Therefore, the Math Prof. & I have not been on a date, making the whole "I'm not interested in you 'that way'" speech oh so much easier. Crak & I were headed into the city last night to check out the Star Lounge.......a converted 1920's speakeasy that is supposed to be the 'hottest' thing in Chelsea right now. It just might be.............if you can get in.
The Math Prof. asked me last week what I was doing this weekend & I said I was busy. I knew he was supposed to have plans Friday night & I said "That's too bad. You could have come with us to check out this place". Stupid Stupid Stupid. He decided to not go to his other plan & came with us.
CLUNK
Crak & I went to Stout first to have a drink & just be in the city before we went to the Lounge (that didn't open til 11). We had a few laughs, received a few dirty looks & were off to Star. The Math Prof. was there waiting for us outside. We got on a short line & then some ugly (what I think was a) woman said "Are you on the VIP list? Because, if not, you can only get in if you get table service". Ew!
So the three of us headed to a bar three doors down. We grabbed a table & then Crak & I spent 1/2 the time texting people & ignoring the Math Prof. I couldn't help it. I am so not attracted to him. I feel nothing towards him. I wish I was dating the guy he is on paper. Good writer, great job, likes to travel............that guy. Then you meet him in person.......not good looking, doesn't believe me when I tell him things, and pushy. He suggested I go to Vegas with him in June. He said I could even have the room next to him if I wanted. If I were to go with him, I'd have a room at a different hotel than him. Do the math now, buddy!
My favorite part of the evening was when Crak wanted me to take a picture of her cleavage to send to CrazyJoe, who is now apparently cheating on me blatantly with her.
We got to Penn at 1:14 & I missed one train but could grab another in 4 minutes. The problem? Crak's train was at 1:46. I offered to stay but she said no. Math Prof. wanted me to hang & get coffee, but she & I looked at eachother & this was my escape. Crak took a HUGE hit for me by walking him to his subway & then shaking his hand goodbye. Unfortunately, for me, he had leaned in and tried doing the 'SWAK' thing again, but I awkwardly craned my head at such an angle that he had to kiss my cheek. Therefore, we have yet to be on a date.
Did you follow this? If not, go grab a rum&coke & then try it. Its so much clearer that way.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Bombs Away!
And so it begins. Whether its copycat from the unfortunate VT massacre or just stupid people who are avoiding handing in research papers, it has happened. I got a call today, asking me if I was on campus, from CrazyJoe. I said I was not on today & he said "Oh, then you don't know there's a bomb scare". ??? No, obviously I didn't. But I do now. I pointed out to him that with papers due & finals fast approaching, there's bound to be more of them. I have to remember to take my bag/keys/coat with me so I can jump in the car and go out for the afternoon!
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
I Just Don't Know
After letting out my night class, I looked at my cell & had 4 texts sitting there for me. They were all from Cowboy. Two were apologies, one was how the Fiance was a big mistake and that she never cared for him even the way I do now & the last was asking me if I would go and visit him because he needs to see me & wants to see someone who always truly cared for him.
I tried to reply. I meant to send something. I stressed over it so much that I fell asleep doing nothing. Isn't this what I wanted? Isn't this what I prayed for? And now its just so surreal & I would go but I can't afford it right now. Just paid a HUGE amount to go to Hawaii. On top of that, do I want to shell out 200+ to go see someone who could do this to me? Who is in rehab & now wants me for (again) semi-selfish reasons?
I want to go. I'd be on a plane this Thursday if I thought it would do something. But the idea of nothing coming of it & flying home after seeing him the way he is now is frightening. After all that has happened to me in the last 5 months, can my psyche handle it? All I can say is I want things ot be back to normal, but they never will be & I just don't know.
I just don't know.
I tried to reply. I meant to send something. I stressed over it so much that I fell asleep doing nothing. Isn't this what I wanted? Isn't this what I prayed for? And now its just so surreal & I would go but I can't afford it right now. Just paid a HUGE amount to go to Hawaii. On top of that, do I want to shell out 200+ to go see someone who could do this to me? Who is in rehab & now wants me for (again) semi-selfish reasons?
I want to go. I'd be on a plane this Thursday if I thought it would do something. But the idea of nothing coming of it & flying home after seeing him the way he is now is frightening. After all that has happened to me in the last 5 months, can my psyche handle it? All I can say is I want things ot be back to normal, but they never will be & I just don't know.
I just don't know.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Let's Run Through the Match Men
There was:
Mr. Absolutely -- who drove a truck, went to two weeks of a college class 14 yrs ago & considers that "some education" and couldn't follow a conversation to save his life.
Cop #1 -- who was just a plain psycho. He would call & call to talk & tell me stories I asked him not to because I didn't want to hear horrific things & yet he kept talking. He was the one who, after talking for a month (and me deciding to avoid meeting him) imed me and had a whole conversation not knowing who he was chatting with. Hello? Shouldn't you know who you are iming? His response was 'if you are on my buddy list, there must be a reason'.
The Computer Geek -- who would send me an email & then wait two weeks to reply and after a few times wanted to know why I wasn't interested in meeting with him. If you put me on hold with emails....what would dating be like?
Cop #2 -- who seemed to be too 'into' the cop life with the partying & drinking that goes much with the stereotype. Every story was a drinking binge.
Staten Island -- who sent me an email rather than the 'wink' and when I asked him specific questions of interest, he avoided them like the plague. He's in two bands. I asked him what instrument he plays & he wouldn't tell me. I asked him what type of bands/covers did they do and he ignored it as well. Why email me and then not be interested in even talking about yourself?
The Dr. -- Who emailed me and when I replied, also waited two weeks to reply. Then he turned into a 'naughty wmail session' and asked if I'd clal him to have a 'flirty' chat.
The Business Guy -- who felt he was 'too sophomoric' for me & I was 'too serious'. We chatted twice on teh phone and it was about bars & drinking & movies & yet somehow I was too serious. Loser.
The Chef -- who was thrilled I am a girl who will actually eat. He was also excited that we share a love for dark chocolates only & that I was willing to try some french restaurants in the city. I emailed him that I was free certain dates & he never replied. I then sent an im to him & he decided to block it.
The Lawyer -- who was so needy & antagonistic all at the same time. This is the one who wanted to meet ina sauna for the first time & asked me to go to Fla. with him. ACK
The Mechanic -- who is the youngest in the batch and soooooooooooooo immature but I still want to hang out just once for my ego's sake.
The Construction Worker -- is new to the batch & so boring. He emailed me first (as all of them have because I don't peruse the site like I should) and I send it back with a bit about me & questions for him (last movie you saw? any trips that you've taken recently or will be taking? where would I find you on a casual weekend evening with a couple of friends?) He answers my questions but doesn't ask me any nor does he even ask me to answer my own.
The Verizon Man -- he's new, too. I asked him the same questions as CW and he replied as well but never asks me any questions.
I should point out that none of them ever ask me any questions. I will ask them those three prompts to get a conversation rolling. I do not ask about jobs or living situations or anything. I want to know about them. They seem to want to talk about themselves but don't really want to get to know me. I don't think this site is working. I just completed my 3-month run and nothing has come of it. This isn't a good sign.
Mr. Absolutely -- who drove a truck, went to two weeks of a college class 14 yrs ago & considers that "some education" and couldn't follow a conversation to save his life.
Cop #1 -- who was just a plain psycho. He would call & call to talk & tell me stories I asked him not to because I didn't want to hear horrific things & yet he kept talking. He was the one who, after talking for a month (and me deciding to avoid meeting him) imed me and had a whole conversation not knowing who he was chatting with. Hello? Shouldn't you know who you are iming? His response was 'if you are on my buddy list, there must be a reason'.
The Computer Geek -- who would send me an email & then wait two weeks to reply and after a few times wanted to know why I wasn't interested in meeting with him. If you put me on hold with emails....what would dating be like?
Cop #2 -- who seemed to be too 'into' the cop life with the partying & drinking that goes much with the stereotype. Every story was a drinking binge.
Staten Island -- who sent me an email rather than the 'wink' and when I asked him specific questions of interest, he avoided them like the plague. He's in two bands. I asked him what instrument he plays & he wouldn't tell me. I asked him what type of bands/covers did they do and he ignored it as well. Why email me and then not be interested in even talking about yourself?
The Dr. -- Who emailed me and when I replied, also waited two weeks to reply. Then he turned into a 'naughty wmail session' and asked if I'd clal him to have a 'flirty' chat.
The Business Guy -- who felt he was 'too sophomoric' for me & I was 'too serious'. We chatted twice on teh phone and it was about bars & drinking & movies & yet somehow I was too serious. Loser.
The Chef -- who was thrilled I am a girl who will actually eat. He was also excited that we share a love for dark chocolates only & that I was willing to try some french restaurants in the city. I emailed him that I was free certain dates & he never replied. I then sent an im to him & he decided to block it.
The Lawyer -- who was so needy & antagonistic all at the same time. This is the one who wanted to meet ina sauna for the first time & asked me to go to Fla. with him. ACK
The Mechanic -- who is the youngest in the batch and soooooooooooooo immature but I still want to hang out just once for my ego's sake.
The Construction Worker -- is new to the batch & so boring. He emailed me first (as all of them have because I don't peruse the site like I should) and I send it back with a bit about me & questions for him (last movie you saw? any trips that you've taken recently or will be taking? where would I find you on a casual weekend evening with a couple of friends?) He answers my questions but doesn't ask me any nor does he even ask me to answer my own.
The Verizon Man -- he's new, too. I asked him the same questions as CW and he replied as well but never asks me any questions.
I should point out that none of them ever ask me any questions. I will ask them those three prompts to get a conversation rolling. I do not ask about jobs or living situations or anything. I want to know about them. They seem to want to talk about themselves but don't really want to get to know me. I don't think this site is working. I just completed my 3-month run and nothing has come of it. This isn't a good sign.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Since When Did An Initial Meeting For Coffee & One Date Turn Into The Question Of "So Did You Tell Your Friends Your Dating Me?"
Don't jump the gun, buddy.
I went out with the Math Prof. last night. We've talked on the phone maybe 5 times in three weeks & went out for coffee almost two weeks ago. Last night we met up for mexican food.
We said we'd meet at 8pm. I was in the restaurant at 7:55. My phone rings at 8 and it's MP saying "Hi Hun. I am running late and will be there in 10 minutes". He called from him house phone. Didn't he realize 20 minutes earlier that he was not going to be out the door by 8? Shouldn't you have called me before the time we were to meet? Whatever. Don't call me 'hun'. We don't know eachother. Don't rush this whatever it is we are trying. I am not your 'hun'.
He arrived at 8:20. Another ten minutes after he said he'd be there & I had now been there for 25 minutes. I had put our name in and had the pager thingy. He came in, immediately kissed my cheek and said "Hi Hun" and took the pager from my hands as if he is now playing some 'manly' role. Um, its not heavy. I was a big enough girl to go up & get it & even hold it for the last 10 minutes. Did it get too heavy all of a sudden? Stupid.
We were seated & began chatting and looking at the menus. He asked if we should order an appetizer. I said he could if he wanted to, but I was happy with the meal I was going to order. I wanted two chicken enchiladas. He ordered two beef & one chicken enchilada. Our food came & he said "Have you tried the beef one?" I said "No. I don't like beef". He said "Oh. But you have to try this one. Its so good." I said (again) "thanks but I don't like beef. So its taste will be wasted on me." He pushed it a third time & I pointed out that since you could combine items on the menu, if I wanted a beef one I would have ordered it.
We talked. Mainly about his pending trip to Vegas. That's why he was late. He was on the phone with the airlines & the hotel to see what he could do, the prices he could get & if they were for the same times. Ummm......that's why you were late? Let's add insult to injury: he didn't book anything. He was just calling for prices. So he was 20 minutes late because he was getting pricing ideas. He was doing that when I talked to him at 4pm. So four hours later you are still at it & late for me? On our first 'real' date? No.
We finished our meals & he asked if I wanted to stay there & order dessert or go someplace else for a drink. I said we could stay there for dessert, if he wanted to order something. So we looked at the menu. This restaurant has regular desserts & then they have a menu of 'pequenos'. Little desserts for $2 a piece. So good. I said I wanted the black forest one. It's all chocolate goodness. The menu says you can order a 'flight' of them--one of each flavor--for a cheaper price than if you ordered all five seperate. He wanted the flight. I said that would be fine, but I only wanted the chocolate one. I don't like the other flavors. He said "Oh, but you'll try them, right?" I siad "No. I just want that one."
They came. He then tried to 'push' each flavor on me, even though I said I was happy with my one. Here's an example: One 'pequeno' is caramel apple pie: graham cracker/applefilling/icecream/whipcream all layered in what looks like a 'shooter' shotglass. He said "Mmmmm....this is pretty good. Try it." I said "I don't like apple pie & I said I wanted the chocolate". Ah--back to the enchilada argument. I finally said "Stop trying to boss me" and grinned. He said he wasn't try to but I should be willing to try things. I said "If I wanted it, I would have said I did. I said I wanted the chocolate one and you knew you'd be eating the other four."
He would also jump to conclusions while I was speaking & assume what I was going to say. He was wrong each time. I pointed this out & said "If you want to guess what I am going to say, fine. But if you want to know the real answers to the questions you ask me, then just listen."
We left at 11:15. Yes. I sat with this guy for 2 1/2 hours. Why? I have no freakin' clue. I'm desperate and pathetic & apparently willing to sit with a guy who is trying to boss me around. As we left the restaurant, he said "So have you told your friends your dating a math professor? Did they ask if I was boring? What did they say?" I said "I told them I was going out on A date with a guy who teaches math at NCC. And, yes, they asked if you were boring. I told them yes." He laughed as if I had been kidding. Moron.
He walked me to my car, even though I was three spaces out from the restaurant. I told him he didn't have to because I was avoiding the kiss. Big time. Didn't work. He asked me if I was free next weekend. I said "Well, its already pretty booked. I will have to let you know. But, I have to go because I am so cold." I tried to open my door and turn to give the whole partial hug/kiss the cheek(air) thing & instead he deliberatly moved his face into mine and briefly kissed me on the lips. It was one of those "See you later" may as well have been on my forehead from a friend kisses. Yuck. You know the kind in the 'Peanuts' strip where Snoopy kisses Lucy and it says 'SWAK"? Yeah--that's the one. Not good.
Now, look back at the kissing post I have. I have this urge to kiss many random men walking by me on a daily basis. I have no desire to kiss this guy. At. All. I don't see this working. He's one of those 'we've talked 5 times & technically been out in public twice so we have some made up 6-month history where I call you 'hun' and act as if we are together for so long'. I don't like that. I like the 'getting to know you' phase. I like anticipating a kiss.
I. Did. Not. Like. This.
At. All.
(and was supposed to meet up with the Mechanic for coffee afterwards. He was too busy with work so it didn't happen again. that could have changed the whole evening. instead I was left with swak.)
I went out with the Math Prof. last night. We've talked on the phone maybe 5 times in three weeks & went out for coffee almost two weeks ago. Last night we met up for mexican food.
We said we'd meet at 8pm. I was in the restaurant at 7:55. My phone rings at 8 and it's MP saying "Hi Hun. I am running late and will be there in 10 minutes". He called from him house phone. Didn't he realize 20 minutes earlier that he was not going to be out the door by 8? Shouldn't you have called me before the time we were to meet? Whatever. Don't call me 'hun'. We don't know eachother. Don't rush this whatever it is we are trying. I am not your 'hun'.
He arrived at 8:20. Another ten minutes after he said he'd be there & I had now been there for 25 minutes. I had put our name in and had the pager thingy. He came in, immediately kissed my cheek and said "Hi Hun" and took the pager from my hands as if he is now playing some 'manly' role. Um, its not heavy. I was a big enough girl to go up & get it & even hold it for the last 10 minutes. Did it get too heavy all of a sudden? Stupid.
We were seated & began chatting and looking at the menus. He asked if we should order an appetizer. I said he could if he wanted to, but I was happy with the meal I was going to order. I wanted two chicken enchiladas. He ordered two beef & one chicken enchilada. Our food came & he said "Have you tried the beef one?" I said "No. I don't like beef". He said "Oh. But you have to try this one. Its so good." I said (again) "thanks but I don't like beef. So its taste will be wasted on me." He pushed it a third time & I pointed out that since you could combine items on the menu, if I wanted a beef one I would have ordered it.
We talked. Mainly about his pending trip to Vegas. That's why he was late. He was on the phone with the airlines & the hotel to see what he could do, the prices he could get & if they were for the same times. Ummm......that's why you were late? Let's add insult to injury: he didn't book anything. He was just calling for prices. So he was 20 minutes late because he was getting pricing ideas. He was doing that when I talked to him at 4pm. So four hours later you are still at it & late for me? On our first 'real' date? No.
We finished our meals & he asked if I wanted to stay there & order dessert or go someplace else for a drink. I said we could stay there for dessert, if he wanted to order something. So we looked at the menu. This restaurant has regular desserts & then they have a menu of 'pequenos'. Little desserts for $2 a piece. So good. I said I wanted the black forest one. It's all chocolate goodness. The menu says you can order a 'flight' of them--one of each flavor--for a cheaper price than if you ordered all five seperate. He wanted the flight. I said that would be fine, but I only wanted the chocolate one. I don't like the other flavors. He said "Oh, but you'll try them, right?" I siad "No. I just want that one."
They came. He then tried to 'push' each flavor on me, even though I said I was happy with my one. Here's an example: One 'pequeno' is caramel apple pie: graham cracker/applefilling/icecream/whipcream all layered in what looks like a 'shooter' shotglass. He said "Mmmmm....this is pretty good. Try it." I said "I don't like apple pie & I said I wanted the chocolate". Ah--back to the enchilada argument. I finally said "Stop trying to boss me" and grinned. He said he wasn't try to but I should be willing to try things. I said "If I wanted it, I would have said I did. I said I wanted the chocolate one and you knew you'd be eating the other four."
He would also jump to conclusions while I was speaking & assume what I was going to say. He was wrong each time. I pointed this out & said "If you want to guess what I am going to say, fine. But if you want to know the real answers to the questions you ask me, then just listen."
We left at 11:15. Yes. I sat with this guy for 2 1/2 hours. Why? I have no freakin' clue. I'm desperate and pathetic & apparently willing to sit with a guy who is trying to boss me around. As we left the restaurant, he said "So have you told your friends your dating a math professor? Did they ask if I was boring? What did they say?" I said "I told them I was going out on A date with a guy who teaches math at NCC. And, yes, they asked if you were boring. I told them yes." He laughed as if I had been kidding. Moron.
He walked me to my car, even though I was three spaces out from the restaurant. I told him he didn't have to because I was avoiding the kiss. Big time. Didn't work. He asked me if I was free next weekend. I said "Well, its already pretty booked. I will have to let you know. But, I have to go because I am so cold." I tried to open my door and turn to give the whole partial hug/kiss the cheek(air) thing & instead he deliberatly moved his face into mine and briefly kissed me on the lips. It was one of those "See you later" may as well have been on my forehead from a friend kisses. Yuck. You know the kind in the 'Peanuts' strip where Snoopy kisses Lucy and it says 'SWAK"? Yeah--that's the one. Not good.
Now, look back at the kissing post I have. I have this urge to kiss many random men walking by me on a daily basis. I have no desire to kiss this guy. At. All. I don't see this working. He's one of those 'we've talked 5 times & technically been out in public twice so we have some made up 6-month history where I call you 'hun' and act as if we are together for so long'. I don't like that. I like the 'getting to know you' phase. I like anticipating a kiss.
I. Did. Not. Like. This.
At. All.
(and was supposed to meet up with the Mechanic for coffee afterwards. He was too busy with work so it didn't happen again. that could have changed the whole evening. instead I was left with swak.)
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Another 'Seinfeld' Episode I Got Myself Into
CJ wanted to hang out last week. Since I was still ill from my 'rockstar' evening, I had to take a raincheck. I said I'd call when I got back from my trip. So, I followed through. He said "Whatcha doin' tonight?" I said "Nothing." He wanted to go hang out. So we met up at Blue Honu for a drink. So. Many. Men. All over. And I was there with a guy. Kinda puts a damper on making any moves. And, with that, CJ was already making his. On me. He is a HUGE flirt. With everyone? I am not sure. But he kept saying that we'd be making out by the end of the evening because he could tell that I wanted him. ?????? Okay.
We had a drink there............he a Sam Adams & me a Coconut Martini (which he sipped from). Then he said he wanted to move on to another bar. So we went outside & began walking. We came upon a bar named Canterbury and he wanted to go in and chcek it out. We didn't know if there was a bar or not, so he positions me infront of he window and lifts me up. High up. I was giggling because he was also tickling me at the same time. Still oh so flirty. I told him to put me down because I am too heavy. He said I wasn't (standard guy answer) but he seemed to lift me up & down with ease. CJ has muscles!
We decide to go inside & sit at a table for two. There's no music & a small crowd is there so we could actually hear eachother very easily. He talked. A LOT. He is a big talker. I don't know if I got anything in, but that's okay. It adds to the mystery that is me. But, with each story he told, he'd wink and grab my hand and say "You know you want me more". I can flirt back pretty well and figured why not. I have nothing else to do anyway. He then said "Trust me. You will be making out with me by the end of he evening." I said "I wouldn't mind, but I don't think you have the nerve to do it." To which he 'pinky swore' that he'd make a move.
We left the bar a little after midnight & he began walking me to my car. We were parked in completely different lots so I said he could go to his car and I could walk back just fine. So we begin to part ways on the corner of where my lot is and he hugs me goodbye. I start to walk away & begin laughing. He turns around and says "what?" I said "I knew you didn't have it in you. You are all talk but have no follow-through". He said "Come here." And with that he grabs me and pulls me in and starts kissing me. Hmmmm. Interesting.
He then grabs my hand, says I'm driving him back to his car, and walks me all the way to mine & gets in. Where he grabs me and starts kissing me again. We did this for a little while and then I said "I have a 1/2 hour drive home so let's get you back to your car." He said "Oh. So you're done with me for now?" I said "Yeah. Pretty much." The whole time I just kept thinking 'why am I making out with CJ? What is wrong with me?'
I drove him back to his car where he said he had fun. I said that I did too and I'd see him on Monday. As he gets in to his car, he gets back out to ask me if I know how to get out of the area and home. I reassured him that I'd be fine and drove off with him saying "Okay. Monday." Ugh............Monday.
We had a drink there............he a Sam Adams & me a Coconut Martini (which he sipped from). Then he said he wanted to move on to another bar. So we went outside & began walking. We came upon a bar named Canterbury and he wanted to go in and chcek it out. We didn't know if there was a bar or not, so he positions me infront of he window and lifts me up. High up. I was giggling because he was also tickling me at the same time. Still oh so flirty. I told him to put me down because I am too heavy. He said I wasn't (standard guy answer) but he seemed to lift me up & down with ease. CJ has muscles!
We decide to go inside & sit at a table for two. There's no music & a small crowd is there so we could actually hear eachother very easily. He talked. A LOT. He is a big talker. I don't know if I got anything in, but that's okay. It adds to the mystery that is me. But, with each story he told, he'd wink and grab my hand and say "You know you want me more". I can flirt back pretty well and figured why not. I have nothing else to do anyway. He then said "Trust me. You will be making out with me by the end of he evening." I said "I wouldn't mind, but I don't think you have the nerve to do it." To which he 'pinky swore' that he'd make a move.
We left the bar a little after midnight & he began walking me to my car. We were parked in completely different lots so I said he could go to his car and I could walk back just fine. So we begin to part ways on the corner of where my lot is and he hugs me goodbye. I start to walk away & begin laughing. He turns around and says "what?" I said "I knew you didn't have it in you. You are all talk but have no follow-through". He said "Come here." And with that he grabs me and pulls me in and starts kissing me. Hmmmm. Interesting.
He then grabs my hand, says I'm driving him back to his car, and walks me all the way to mine & gets in. Where he grabs me and starts kissing me again. We did this for a little while and then I said "I have a 1/2 hour drive home so let's get you back to your car." He said "Oh. So you're done with me for now?" I said "Yeah. Pretty much." The whole time I just kept thinking 'why am I making out with CJ? What is wrong with me?'
I drove him back to his car where he said he had fun. I said that I did too and I'd see him on Monday. As he gets in to his car, he gets back out to ask me if I know how to get out of the area and home. I reassured him that I'd be fine and drove off with him saying "Okay. Monday." Ugh............Monday.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Haywire Hormones
For the last two weeks, I have been having urges that I have never had before. All I want to do is make out with random guys. It's all I think about. I see a guy and I immediately think "ooh....I wonder if he's a good kisser?" I'd say it also applies to about 70% of the men I see walk by me. Thank goodness I have not acted upon these urges, but I would love to try it!
Any advice on how to curb such things? HELP!
Any advice on how to curb such things? HELP!
Cocaine Cowboy
Cowboy is in an inpatient rehab for the next 30 days. He asked his mother to call me & let me know what's going on. Turns out his fiance is into hard drugs & he jumped on the bandwagon with her. Things he has told me versus what his mother told me do not add up. He says he wanted to marry her. He told his mother he did it for two reasons: 1. to not be alone & . she wouldn't leave him alone until he proposed.
He told me he had given her jewelry he already had in possession. His mother said no way. It was all new. He got settlement money from one of his accidents here & blew it all on jewelry, alcohol, and drugs. I mentioned to her that he owes me money. She said "Are you kidding?" I said "No, ask him." She flipped. She also said she found tons of empty bottles in his half of the house, as well as a dollar bill rolled up very tight. She says she took it to have it tested, bc Oregon has an anonymous program that you can take things in you suspect someone used for drugs & they'll test them. It came back positive for coke.
His Ohio friend, Nick, is still in the picture. They never stopped talking. He lied to me. About a lot of things. His mother said he is beyond skinny, having to wear sweats under his jeans to keep them up. She said he is basically a skeleton. She said I can call her anytime. She also emailed me his address at the clinic. She said he has his cell in there with him even though its against policy & I should try to text him.
So I did. And he said "Thanks. Isn't it sad you contacted me before exFiance did?" I sent it back "She a waste. Stop thinking about her. She is a user. Get over it." He then sent one saying he's sorry he let me down. I sent it back saying he didn't let me down but pissed me off in an amazingly huge way. He said he'll call tonight. Let's see.
He told me he had given her jewelry he already had in possession. His mother said no way. It was all new. He got settlement money from one of his accidents here & blew it all on jewelry, alcohol, and drugs. I mentioned to her that he owes me money. She said "Are you kidding?" I said "No, ask him." She flipped. She also said she found tons of empty bottles in his half of the house, as well as a dollar bill rolled up very tight. She says she took it to have it tested, bc Oregon has an anonymous program that you can take things in you suspect someone used for drugs & they'll test them. It came back positive for coke.
His Ohio friend, Nick, is still in the picture. They never stopped talking. He lied to me. About a lot of things. His mother said he is beyond skinny, having to wear sweats under his jeans to keep them up. She said he is basically a skeleton. She said I can call her anytime. She also emailed me his address at the clinic. She said he has his cell in there with him even though its against policy & I should try to text him.
So I did. And he said "Thanks. Isn't it sad you contacted me before exFiance did?" I sent it back "She a waste. Stop thinking about her. She is a user. Get over it." He then sent one saying he's sorry he let me down. I sent it back saying he didn't let me down but pissed me off in an amazingly huge way. He said he'll call tonight. Let's see.
A City It Ain't
Minneapolis is a big 'middle state' city. It boasts major corporations, smaller businesses, and a TON of pro teams. I hear this and immediately think NYC on a smaller scale. Nope. Not even close.
To start, you can walk from one side of the city to the other in less than an hour. Buses run all over the place and there are cars here & there, but not too many. No gridlock in this place. There is NO pedestrian traffic. All of the major buildings are connected by a second-floor 'skyway', a walkway attaching one building to the next. So, in the 27-degree weather (+windchill), women are walking around in tanks and open-toed shoes. Why? They bundle up to get into their cars & then drive to the underground parking garage and take the stairs or elevator up to the building. Then, they can connect themselves to a shopping area, a whole bunch of restaurants, and many other offices filled with men. Yes, men. Lots of them. All over the place. A single girl's heaven.
I went to the Mall of America on Tuesday. It's located 1/2 south of Minneapolis in Bloomington. My mom & I hopped a flight there, called the hotel's shuttle, and where whisked to the hotel. We were located across from the mall itself, less han a 1/4 mile walk or 5 minutes by free shuttle service. I had a view of Bloomingdales from my hotel room window. We went to the mall for the remainder of Tuesday. We had dinner at this great restaurant called Kokomo's. It's all Key west-like and tropical and yummy.
Wednesday brought the cold weather that we were not dressed for & hopped the shuttle to the mall at 10:00 am so hat we could then catch their tram system to the city. The Lightrail runs every 10 minutes from the mall, stopping at 14 different stops along the way--including the airport---, to the Target Center in the heart of the city. We jumped off at the Neiman Marcus stop & ran inside to avoid the frigid temps. We wandered through the buildings and found the Hard Rock Cafe and decided to eat lunch there. After dining, I went to the ladies' room to freshen up. While in there, a man walked in, used the facilities, and must have realized he was in the wrong room because he didn't come out while I was in there. I even opened the door to check the signage, thinking I got confused. Nope. It was he who was lost.
We paid the bill and asked for directions to the Mississippi River & braved the cold over a mile in one direction to see this roaring sight. We counted the people who were walking outside on the way there & back & found only 10 people out like we were. Everyone else was inside using their skyway connections. We walked along the river, wathicng ice chunks float by & then walked the mile back to the buildings.
On the lightrail tide back to the mall, we noticed that there's a stop for the U of M campus and a bus will take you directly to it. There was also a stop for the Metrodome, which was directly across the street from the train system. So cool. We figured we'd head back on it the next day to catch the tour of the stadium.
We finished the day at the mall, having completed only one full floor the day before & still having two more to go.
Thursday we did the same run in to the city and hopped off at the Metrodome, home to the Twins & the Vikings. $3 got you an hour tour of the stadium and so many interesting facts. Try $6.50 gets you general admission tickets. Good seats you ask? $38 for a game. Shea & Yankee 'good tickets' run $75 on up. Yeah, I know.
We, again, hopped the lightrail right to the mall, had an awesome lunch, finished shopping and then hit the airport. This city is so cute & small & managable and is filled with men. I think I have found my new destination.
To start, you can walk from one side of the city to the other in less than an hour. Buses run all over the place and there are cars here & there, but not too many. No gridlock in this place. There is NO pedestrian traffic. All of the major buildings are connected by a second-floor 'skyway', a walkway attaching one building to the next. So, in the 27-degree weather (+windchill), women are walking around in tanks and open-toed shoes. Why? They bundle up to get into their cars & then drive to the underground parking garage and take the stairs or elevator up to the building. Then, they can connect themselves to a shopping area, a whole bunch of restaurants, and many other offices filled with men. Yes, men. Lots of them. All over the place. A single girl's heaven.
I went to the Mall of America on Tuesday. It's located 1/2 south of Minneapolis in Bloomington. My mom & I hopped a flight there, called the hotel's shuttle, and where whisked to the hotel. We were located across from the mall itself, less han a 1/4 mile walk or 5 minutes by free shuttle service. I had a view of Bloomingdales from my hotel room window. We went to the mall for the remainder of Tuesday. We had dinner at this great restaurant called Kokomo's. It's all Key west-like and tropical and yummy.
Wednesday brought the cold weather that we were not dressed for & hopped the shuttle to the mall at 10:00 am so hat we could then catch their tram system to the city. The Lightrail runs every 10 minutes from the mall, stopping at 14 different stops along the way--including the airport---, to the Target Center in the heart of the city. We jumped off at the Neiman Marcus stop & ran inside to avoid the frigid temps. We wandered through the buildings and found the Hard Rock Cafe and decided to eat lunch there. After dining, I went to the ladies' room to freshen up. While in there, a man walked in, used the facilities, and must have realized he was in the wrong room because he didn't come out while I was in there. I even opened the door to check the signage, thinking I got confused. Nope. It was he who was lost.
We paid the bill and asked for directions to the Mississippi River & braved the cold over a mile in one direction to see this roaring sight. We counted the people who were walking outside on the way there & back & found only 10 people out like we were. Everyone else was inside using their skyway connections. We walked along the river, wathicng ice chunks float by & then walked the mile back to the buildings.
On the lightrail tide back to the mall, we noticed that there's a stop for the U of M campus and a bus will take you directly to it. There was also a stop for the Metrodome, which was directly across the street from the train system. So cool. We figured we'd head back on it the next day to catch the tour of the stadium.
We finished the day at the mall, having completed only one full floor the day before & still having two more to go.
Thursday we did the same run in to the city and hopped off at the Metrodome, home to the Twins & the Vikings. $3 got you an hour tour of the stadium and so many interesting facts. Try $6.50 gets you general admission tickets. Good seats you ask? $38 for a game. Shea & Yankee 'good tickets' run $75 on up. Yeah, I know.
We, again, hopped the lightrail right to the mall, had an awesome lunch, finished shopping and then hit the airport. This city is so cute & small & managable and is filled with men. I think I have found my new destination.
Monday, April 02, 2007
Coffee, Conversation, and Calculations
I met with the Prof. today for a cup of coffee. We had plans to meet at 2 o'clock. He was there preciesly at 2:01. Not bad! He comes in and says "Hi, Grotter. I'm the prof." We shook hands and when we released he slipped a gold bag into my hand. It was from Godiva & had dark chocolates inside. Yum! We found that one of our common likes is that for 'the dark stuff'. How sweet! (no pun intended) He got up & ordered coffee............he knew what & how to order & he even paid..............when I offered he pushed my money gently away. I told him I'd get it next time. He said "Oh good! There's already a 'next time'?" I said "Well, we shall see, but, if so, I will buy the coffee."
We sat & talked for an hour about his love for the Islanders & Mets and a bit about dating. I hadn't told him about the last relationship and he brought it up. He looked shocked to find out that it was so long & just ended a couple of months ago. I shrugged it off & said "well, it's over. What am I supposed to do? So I go out."
At 3, I pointed out that I had to go to B&N to get a card & then head off to finish bday shopping for my mom. He came along with me to B&N since its in the same center as Starbucks and we chatted some more. What should have taken a couple of minutes extended into another 45 minute conversation (which was fine but I had things to do here) and we learned a bit more about eachother.
He walked me to my car, always a shocker for guys, and I just said "its all mine". He still looked baffled but that's too bad.
We shook hands and did the cheek/air kiss thing goodbye & he said I should call when I get back. He already has five things lined up that he wants us to do. I said 'let's see what happens'.
He was sooooooooooo nice and fun. He has manners, values, and is intelligent. Too bad I am so not attracted to him. We'll see.
We sat & talked for an hour about his love for the Islanders & Mets and a bit about dating. I hadn't told him about the last relationship and he brought it up. He looked shocked to find out that it was so long & just ended a couple of months ago. I shrugged it off & said "well, it's over. What am I supposed to do? So I go out."
At 3, I pointed out that I had to go to B&N to get a card & then head off to finish bday shopping for my mom. He came along with me to B&N since its in the same center as Starbucks and we chatted some more. What should have taken a couple of minutes extended into another 45 minute conversation (which was fine but I had things to do here) and we learned a bit more about eachother.
He walked me to my car, always a shocker for guys, and I just said "its all mine". He still looked baffled but that's too bad.
We shook hands and did the cheek/air kiss thing goodbye & he said I should call when I get back. He already has five things lined up that he wants us to do. I said 'let's see what happens'.
He was sooooooooooo nice and fun. He has manners, values, and is intelligent. Too bad I am so not attracted to him. We'll see.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
I Just Realized
That I gave the young hottie (who happened to be Chilean....oh so exotic) such a great story to tell his guy friends. He's probably walking around right now thinking that he has powerful lips or something. His kissing made a woman pass out! Oh the bragging rights that go with this.
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