shocking news

Sometimes you receive news that you knew was coming. It’s expected. Some of my closest friends got engaged. That wasn’t surprising news. I was expecting it. Don’t get me wrong, it was still exciting. But, it wasn’t necessarily surprising. Then, there is news that you aren’t expecting and knocks you on your ass for a few minutes. I received some news like that yesterday. Are you sitting down? I’m glad I was sitting down when I received it. Here it goes: TB knocked up his ugly girlfriend and is getting married next month. WHAT?!?! Yeah. His mom informed me of this. I am in shock. I seriously can’t even believe it. Less than 6 months ago he was talking about marrying me. Now he’s planning a wedding with someone else? I mean, I don’t want him back. Don’t get me wrong. That’s not why I’m shocked or anything. It’s just, wow. I guess they never heard of birth control. Maybe it was her evil plan to trap him. From what he’s told me about her, I think she’s evil and tacky and it wouldn’t surprise me. (I’m not bitter. These are words out of his own mouth from a few months ago when we were still talking.) But, man. Shocking!

In a way, the news kind of helped me in my own life. I went out with the nicest guy the other day. He was so sweet and nice. We had everything in common. But, I wasn’t sure that he was “exciting” or that there was a spark. But, he texted me that night saying he had fun. All weekend when I was sick, he kept checking on me and was concerned. He even looked up remedies for my ear infection online. Super sweet! But, I was still kind of holding out to see what else was out there. I’d been talking to this hilarious guy online and he suggested hanging out on Sunday. I never heard from him. A Marine I’d been flirting with and I made plans on Saturday night, but he kept pushing plans back later and later til I finally told him to eff off. He was super funny and sexy too. Real exciting. But, flakey. That’s what all these exciting guys have in common: they’re flakey. They mean well, I’m sure. But, I’m not a priority. This new guy is ready and wanting to make me a priority. Yet, I kept pushing him off. He wanted to hang out all weekend, but I kept pushing him off. But, for no real reason. He was really good looking. He has a job. He’s close with his family. So, why was I pushing him off? I decided to invite him to hang out with me and the It Couple, so maybe they could give me a read on him. He was totally fine with hanging out with my friends. I even warned him that I wouldn’t be looking cute cause I’m still sick. He said I needed to focus on myself and feeling better, rather than dressing up for him. Could he be more perfect?! He totally got along with It Couple. He was sweet and fun. After hanging out with them for a couple hours, we spent 3 hours talking. It’s just so easy to be around him. I’m so comfortable with him. He said that he likes me, and he doesn’t like to date more than 1 person at a time. I’m the same way. So, I decided that he’s the kind of guy who wouldn’t just ditch me for superficial reasons, like some of the other guys I’ve chosen in the past. He got home and deleted his online profile. So, I’ve decided to delete mine as well, and give this guy a shot. I could do a lot worse than focus on a really sweet, cute guy who goes out of his way to look up remedies for me online when I’m sick.

Life lessons

It’s funny sometimes when you’re taught a life lesson. I guess that there are lessons everywhere, and you just have to pick up on them. I met this guy online. He seemed really nice and open. He was funny and really fun to talk to. He was super into me. He wasn’t the cutest guy, but I really dug his personality. We made plans to meet on Saturday. He blew off his friends so he could hang out with me. I thought that was sweet. We met up and hung out for about 4 hours. We just talked and had fun. I was kind of on the fence though. I mean, he had some feminine qualities. I guess it was the way he said somethings, or certain mannerisms. I’m sure he’s not gay, cause he kept saying how attracted to me he was. He asked to kiss me after like 2 hours. I told him no. I just wasn’t feeling it. We kept talking. We hung out til about 8:45pm. He went home. But, before he left, he told me that he wanted to be exclusive, and I’d have to let him know on Sunday. Um, we just met and hung out for like 4 hours. And I was already on the fence. He became all weirdly clingy. Like, calling me “baby” in every text. The next day I was going to go to his area to hang out again, and he wrote “Yay, my baby is coming to see me!” Um, weird! I mean, I’m glad he was excited, but come on! I told him that it was weirding me out a little how he was acting, and I needed to get to know him more. He said he understood and didn’t need to rush into anything. I told him that was cool, and that we could hang out a different time. But, he went back into “baby” mode. I think I could have really liked him if he would have just let it happen naturally. I wish he wouldn’t have been so clingy. I think he would have grown on me. It was really just superficial reasons that I wasn’t liking him (i.e. that he was so whiney and clingy), and I think I could have adjusted. But, he pushed it and pushed me away. The life lesson is that I now see how I’ve done that in the past and it didn’t work out. You just have to let things happen naturally. And, you have to really pay attention to the other person and see how they’re acting and reacting. Look at that: I’m actually learning from past relationships and using them to help me move on. Go me.

Online dating etiquette

OK, here's another question I have about online dating. Why do people "favorite" you without actually talking to you or sending you an email or at least "winking" at you if the site has such a feature? I have been favorited by about 30 people, no joke. Not ONE of them has sent me an email. Do they just go around favoriting people so they can have this weird collection of chicks they like to look at but not actually talk to? Am I supposed to see that I've been favorited and send them an email? "Hey, I appreciate that I'm a favorite of yours. Let's make out." I just don't get it. What is the proper online dating etiquette in this situation? Maybe there should be a book written on online dating etiquette. Maybe I should write said book. However, I obviously don't know, so it'd be a short book. Another issue, can I look at other girl's profiles to see what they're writing? Should I create a fake dude profile so they don't think it's weird that a chick is looking at their page? I saw that a girl looked at my page today, and I thought that was weird. But, maybe she was doing the same thing. Why isn't there a book explaining all of this?!

I signed up for a new site today. The Comic is currently on OkCupid, so I figured I'd give it a chance. It's free, so why not. It's a weird site. Way more complex than Plenty of Fish. It's like an Eharmony/Match mix. They rate people based on compatibility, but you can still search for yourself. It's like they're saying "You won't get along with this person, but you think he's hot because he's a Marine. Don't say we didn't warn you." Not that I was only looking at Marines online. I may have done a preliminary search just to see pretty pictures. But, I've broadened my search to all dudes. They just have to be cute and nice and funny. Doesn't seem like a lot to ask for. Apparently it's a dying breed. The funny thing is that I looked on the Comic's page, and the site rated us as 57% friends and 19% enemies. That's sad, considering he's my best dude friend. Apparently we are not compatible as friends. Glad I know that now.

what. the. heck.

What is wrong with some people? I wonder sometimes if people think. Or, more importantly, if they do think, what their thought process is like. Here are a few recent examples (in order from “huh?” to “WTF?!?!”).

1) A guy online that messaged me a couple days ago had his screen name as “Hot Hung Guy” and his age. Like 31 or 33 or something. But seriously. Hot. Hung. Guy. Well, I am glad he’s a guy and that he clarified that. He probably thought he was being descriptively awesome. But, I think that if you have to call yourself “hot” and “hung”, then you’re probably not. Do you think Giselle the supermodel would name herself “Beautiful Skinny Girl”? Or, Johnny Depp would be “Ultimate Sexiness”? I think those things are just obvious when you see the person. I get that if you’re funny or really smart, you’d want to put those characteristics out there. But, if you’re truly hot and hung, wouldn’t that just speak for itself? Ok, maybe the fact that he’s hung wouldn’t be obvious in a picture online. But, maybe some things don’t need to be obvious online. Or, if you’re that determined to let chicks know you’re hung, put up a picture of you in a speedo. I feel like if the word “hung” is in your profile name, a speedo picture should be mandatory. But here’s a warning ladies, he’s probably overcompensating and is not actually hung. He definitely wasn’t hot.

2) A guy messaged me. He wasn’t my type. I decided to not respond. I don’t like to respond “Sorry, I’m not interested.” It’s just not necessary. I get the hint when someone doesn’t respond to me. Not everyone is going to respond to everyone. That’s the nice way of rejecting someone. So this random guy messages me. I don’t respond. He sent me an email about 6 days later. Subject line “Hi- 2nd email.” The body of the email read: “I emailed you and no received no response. I’m possibly interested. Email back.” Um, I’m not possibly interested. I’m not at all interested. Did he really think that I would respond to that?! Oh, well if you’re possibly interested. I’m sorry, but I can tell by pictures and what you wrote that I’m not even slightly maybe a little interested. Not even if I was super bored and had nothing else to do would I be interested. The funny thing is that I was talking to the Comic and he said he got a similar email. Why would someone think that’s going to work? One time I got a follow up email “You think you’re so good cause you’re hot and I’m fat?” Wow.

3) The other day I met a guy who seemed pretty cool. We exchanged some great emails back and forth. He seemed really fun and charming. He said he wanted to take me out to dinner and could he have my number. I gave him my number and he called. We had charming conversation for about 10 minutes. Then, he told me that he was touching himself and wanted to have phone sex. WHAT?!?! Where the heck did that come from? It’s not like I’d mentioned anything remotely sexy. How does one go from “what books do you like to read” and “how many siblings do you have” to “wanna talk dirty to me”? I briefly thought it’d be kind of funny to play it out. But, then I realized it was just disgusting and I told him that he and I were obviously looking for different things, and good luck. I then wondered if I should somehow sanitize my phone. Gross.

Lots of good things

So things haven't been so great lately. A lot of bummer news going on in my life. But, I don't want to dwell on that, so I'll talk about the exciting things. First, 2 of my closest girlfriends got engaged!! The Adorables got engaged a couple weeks ago!! I'm so excited for them!! The It Couple got engaged as well!! He proposed a week ago. I'm super excited for them too! Both rings are beautiful. Both girls are super excited. Both dudes are super excited too! It's just happiness all around!!

But, the biggest change in my life is the fact that my sister got married!! The whole engagement was really fast and exciting. They didn't want a big wedding, and finally decided on a small family only wedding in Cambria, California. I'd never been there before, but it's a favorite place of theirs. The church was this small church built in 1870. It used to be a Catholic church. It was perfect! Afterward we went to a bar to watch the USC game, and then to this wonderful dinner at a quaint restaurant that is in an old house. The food was delicious. My sister was beautiful in an elegant yet simple dress that fit her perfectly. Though, it's hard for something to not look amazing on my sister. Damn her and her supermodel body. Kidding. Kind of. She wore amazing pink Louboutin shoes. My new bro-in-law looked nice too. The whole thing was a perfect wedding and perfect for them. It's just weird to think that my sister is married now! I really couldn't be happier for them though. It's going to be even weirder when they start popping out babies, I guess. But, I'm ready to be an Auntie!! I'm already a pseudo-auntie to the cutest American/British baby, but he's so far away. I need an autie position closer to home.

As for my love life, there may be an update. Though, I'm worried to mention it on here, cause it seems lately that as soon as I do, things end. But here we go. I canceled my online account. But, then I remembered this real cute boy who had emailed me right before I closed it. So, I decided to go back on and email him. What else do I have going on? So I signed back up on Sunday and emailed him. He responded immediately. We emailed back and forth a few times, and then I gave him my number and he called me. We talked for an hour. Then we texted for an hour. He lives by my old law school, and I told him I'd be there on Monday for a meeting at 11. He suggested we meet after that. I mentioned that I'd be with It Girl. He said that was cool with him. So, we met him yesterday for lunch. He ended up being really cool. He's an electrician. No military experience. He's 33 and super nice. He reminds me a lot of the Dry Waller, only more positive. After we left lunch, I told It Girl that I hoped he called me. He texted me right then and said he'd like to hang out later. So I told him I'd call him later. I called him around 5 and we made plans to meet up around 8 for a drink. We met up and hung out for a few hours just talking. He's super cool and fun and hyper. We're supposed to hang out again soon. We'll see what happens, I suppose.

Constant change

It’s funny how quickly things can change. The newest Marine (hereinafter “Family Man”) and I decided to be just friends. He is just scared of moving on and isn’t ready. I’m not going to try to force anything. Plus, it’s early enough that I can cut off my feelings and be just friends with him. I’ve been talking to his ex a lot. She’s super cool, and we’re becoming really good friends. I honestly think I didn’t give her a chance and judged her without knowing her. She and I actually have a ton in common. So, I have decided to be just a friend of the family. Family Man was supposed to come to a USC game with me on Saturday, but there was a family emergency at home, so he ended up flaking. I texted Sister Wife to see if everything was ok, and she clued me in to the emergency. It was real. I felt bad, cause I understand that things come up, but I was still pretty bummed that he flaked. I would never tell him that, cause then how selfish am I? But, I was a little bummed.

I ended up meeting up with this other guy I’d been talking to. He has a ton of tattoos and is super hyper and awesome. He sends me a “song of the day” everyday. It’s everything from Metal to Ani DiFranco. I was really excited to hang out with him and see what could happen there. Within 5 minutes of me meeting him, he was telling me about his anxiety problems, and that he needs medication. He kept texting girl friends of his while with me, but explaining that they were just friends. Yeah, it’s just rude. And then he told me that he was having such bad luck with chicks that he once made out with a guy just to ensure that he wasn’t gay. That’s where I drew the line and lost my attraction. Don’t get me wrong: I have nothing wrong with people who are gay. Some of my closest friends are gay. I just think it’s strange that he would experiment to see if he was gay. I’m jealous enough of chicks, I would hate to have to be jealous of dudes now to. “Were you checking that guy out?!” Beyond that, he was telling me how he often goes to the Mac Counter to get his makeup done for various goth clubs and whatnot. I just think he’s not my type of guy. I love artsy guys. But, I prefer real manly men. I don’t want to worry that my boyfriend is going to steal my make-up. I also don’t want to date a guy who wears more make-up than me. There are just a few issues there. He and I could be friends, cause he was a really nice guy. But, I just don’t feel a love connection. And I went home and took down my online profile. I decided that I’m done with online dating for a while. I think it’s time to just see what happens naturally.

Speaking of, I went to hang out with Sister Wife and the kids yesterday. We went to the park and watched movies and had so much fun. When the eldest got home from school and saw me there, she came running over and gave me a huge hug. It was so cute! And then Family Guy got home from work. It was the first time I had seen him in his uniform. I actually forget that he’s a Marine at times, because he’s so not the “typical” Marine. He’s so mellow and sweet and nice. He tries to convince me that he’s actually tough and can make the Marines he trains cry. I just don’t see it. Anyway, he got home, and we all sat around talking for a while. And then Sister Wife went upstairs. And then Family Guy told me that he loves that I get along with everyone so well and that he thinks I really fit in with everyone. He then said he wants to see what happens with us as a couple. Sister Wife was telling me all day that he really likes me and that she wants us to be together. She said that most girls, including herself, never liked him for him, but used him as a fling, or as a way to get over another guy because he was so nice. But she said she could tell that I really like him. I thought that was funny, cause he seems to be everything I want in a man, so I find it hard to believe that other girls don’t feel the same way. I told both him and Sister Wife (at separate times) that we need to take it real slow, because I don’t want their girls to get attached and then it not work out. If it’s not going to work out, I’d rather we all just keep it as friends. It just doesn’t help that he and I both really like each other. Sigh.

Insta-family

Things with Computer Guy didn’t work out. On date 3 or 4, I found out that he’s a huge conspiracy theorist. It started with “the government is putting fluoride in our water to dumb down the population”. How about people are dumbing themselves down by not actually studying in school, or trying to learn or make something of themselves? How about people spend too much time watching tv or playing video games and not enough time reading a book or a newspaper? Then it was “the government is ruled by this gnarly law called maritime law, and the UCC is the most evil law in the world.” Ok, this one is easy for me. 3 years in law school, remember? Um, no. “Maritime law” is basically the law of boats- it’s law that applies to boat related activities. Not so much the law that governs the land. Actually is the opposite of land related law. And the UCC is evil? Yes, that dang Uniform Commercial Code that governs sales of goods and other evil things like that!! I pointed these things out. He didn’t care. He said I’m one of the spoonfed masses. I asked where he got his information. He said from youtube clips from really smart people. I asked if he’s checked their resources. He said he trusted these people. I called him a hypocrite. He said he trusted these people and their research. I asked if the “spoonfed masses” trusted their sources, then how are they wrong? His head then exploded. Ok, that’s not entirely true. But, he got real annoyed that I would question it. Then he played this youtube clip about how the legal system is just a game, and it’s meant to play with people’s lives and how the lawyers are the players. I’m sorry, but please do not insult me in my own home! Oh, and he went off about how Pearl Harbor and 9-11 were inside government conspiracies. I’m the wrong person to be spouting this BS to. I’m so pro-USA and proud to be an American and all of that. I support our troops, and pay taxes and want to work for the government! So, that was the end of that.

So, I went back online and made some dates with new guys. I decided to give this new Marine a chance. He’s been trying real hard to hang out, and I was kind of putting him off because of Computer Guy. Well, I was also putting him off because he has 3 kids and a very close ex wife. But, he promised that it was over with her, and he was ready to move on. So we hung out Monday night. I met him at Buffalo Wild Wings. He was super sweet. Quite possibly, he was the sweetest guy I’ve ever met. He was just very calm and nice and had this great energy about him. I was so nervous. I don’t think I’ve ever been so nervous in my life. I couldn’t stop fidgeting. It was insane! But, we ended up talking for a couple hours. It was real easy being with him. And just nice. He invited me to go trick-or-treating with him and his family on Sunday. I thought that would be a little nerve wracking to meet his kids and his ex, but I thought it also sounded like a lot of fun. Then on Wednesday he invited me to go to his ex-wife’s cousin’s birthday party. I probably shouldn’t have gone, but I wanted to see how they interacted and to meet the ex. She was actually really nice to me. But, I don’t get why he likes me: she and I are POLAR opposites. For example, she showed up in this adorable (but really, really tight and low-cut) dress and super high heels. I showed up in jeans and a sweater and sandals. She talked about exercising and being fat. I didn’t. I mean, I just don’t think we have anything in common. Well, cut to Sunday, and I see that she likes to read Poe and is actually a pretty intelligent person. OK..but I’m getting ahead of myself. Her cousins were very nice to me, also. But, we all just felt so awkward. At one point, she and I were sitting next to each other, and I was so awkward! I told him that no matter what I ever put him through, it will never compare as to how I felt that night. But, it was also nice to get meeting her out of the way when it wasn’t just the 3 of us. She asked if I liked him, and said he’s really nice and that he really likes me. She and I ended up having a long conversation about the situation and how they both come from broken homes and want their kids to see that a blended family can work. But that I have to be ok with the situation. I think it’s admirable that they can do everything for the kids, and put their own feelings aside. I don’t know if I can handle it, and I have told him that. He understands.

Saturday, he wanted me to meet him at a Halloween party. I was going to go after the USC game. But, I ended up not getting to my apartment until midnight. I wouldn’t have gotten to him until 12:30. And I was exhausted. He told me he didn’t want me driving if I was tired. I would have, but I’m really glad he made that choice for me. Apparently they had an awesome time, and he was trashed. It was probably best that I didn’t go afterall. I went to his house on Sunday for Halloween. I was super nervous about meeting the kids. They were all so sweet though!! The middle kid was my insta-best friend. She talked my ear off the whole time. She curled up on the sofa against me and watched tv with me. While trick-or-treating, she held my hand and had me go up to the doors with her. It made me want to cry! Just so sweet! The little boy is almost 2, and has so much energy. He reminds me so much of my little brother when he was a kid. I think for 3 hours straight, and he and the puppy were playing chase around the house. Non-stop. It was hilarious! The oldest girl was adorable too. She was a little more reserved at first, but then opened up. She loves to read and write, and was proudly proclaiming herself to be a tomboy. I told her I am a tomboy too, and very proud of that! She was sad that her friend couldn’t come trick or treating with us, cause she was stuck with the little kids and the grown-ups. I promised her that we would still have fun. I was also sad to realize that I was classified in the “grown-ups” group. But, when we got back to the house, she confessed that she did have a lot of fun still. When we got back, we passed out candy. It was me and the 2 girls passing out candy. My guy kept telling me I could let them do it by themselves and go sit down. I guess he didn’t quite understand that I preferred to pass out candy and was having so much fun. It was then that the oldest girl asked if I could spend the night and if we could have a slumber party. She said I could even sleep in their room. It was so cute! The costumes on all of the kids were so cute!! My guy’s oldest kid was a vampire and did her own make-up. She was very proud of it, and I complimented her work. The two little ones were pirates. There was this one little guy who was dressed as a boxer. I think he was my favorite! There were so many princesses and I saw 2 little girls in full on Queen Victoria style gowns. I was dying from cuteness!! So, it’s then time for bed, and the little girl comes over and gives me a hug goodnight. And then I realized that my guy was exhausted from his night before. So, I left to go home. He texted me that he felt bad that he was so tired and hoped he hadn’t ruined things. I replied that “yes, the fact that you were tired is unforgiveable, and I’m going to ignore the fact that you’re the nicest, sweetest guy ever!” I really like him. I’m just not ready to commit to him, because I think it’s a messy situation. Until I’m certain that he has cut ties from his ex, I’m going to continue to date other guys. I don’t really want to. But, I feel that in order to maintain a little distance, it’s necessary that I do!

Dates 1 and 2 with Computer Guy

I don’t know what to think. Normally, when I meet a guy, I’m really giddy or excited over him if I like him. Like, I can’t breathe while waiting to see if he’s going to text. He’s on my mind non-stop cause I’m anxious to see if I’ll hear from him. I use a lot of exclamation marks when I talk about him. I don’t feel that way about Computer Guy. But, when I think about him, I do smile. It’s weird, because I know he’s going to call. I know he’s going to hang out. I know he’s interested. It’s a nice feeling. It’s a comfortable feeling. It was fun hanging out with him. He’s really hyper and silly. He’s weirdly deep about random things. Like, he was talking for a while about UFO’s and Free Masons and conspiracy theories. A lot of random things. But, it was all pretty interesting. I like people who have thoughts that are kind of out there. Probably cause a lot of times my thoughts are pretty out there. He was really nervous to begin with. He said he wasn’t, but then he later confessed that he was. I think his nervousness made me less nervous. If that makes any sense. We hung out and talked for hours. It was really cool. Friday he texted me a lot. I was at work, and he was hanging out with buddies. But, we talked a lot. Then I had to go support my buddy Mr. Adorable who was putting on a legal symposium. I was supposed to go out to dinner with the Adorables after. But, then I found out it was also with their families. And no other friends. I find myself being the awkward 3rd wheel enough. I opted out and went home. I texted him that I was going home, and he decided to meet me and hang out for an hour and a half before he had to go to work. He came over to my place, and we watched youtube clips and stuff. It was all randomly silly. I think he’s fun, but I think I’m also jaded. He’s saying everything perfectly and being really cool. I’m just worried that it’s all talk. I’m tired of guys saying what I want to hear, and having it turn out to be bs. Computer Guy seems real legit though. Maybe I just need to trust him. He’s supposed to come over tonight to get dinner before he goes to work. I’m thinking about talking to him about canceling my online profile. He brought up that he looked to see if I had, and was bummed to see that I hadn’t. Maybe tonight I’ll talk to him about it. If he’s seriously into this whole thing, then I think I’ll cancel. I would like to focus on getting to know him and seeing if there’s potential there. I guess we’ll see.

Plenty of Fish

30 is turning out to be an awesome year! Yes, I turned 30 on Friday. It was pretty cool. I had a party at a bar in Santa Monica. A ton of friends showed up, so I was stoked! One of my girlfriends who was my Big Sis in my sorority in college was there with her husband. She told me how she was trying to figure out who people were from this blog. At that time, It Couple and the Adorables were there. The Newlyweds, PIC and the Comic all came a little later. I think that’s everyone. Well, my sister and her dude were there. And a bunch of other friends. It was a big turnout. So much fun! I had to be up at 6am the next morning for a USC game. That was not as fun.

But, the best thing about my birthday was an email I received from a new beau. A friend convinced me to sign up on Plenty of Fish, because I was becoming disenchanted with Eharmony. It just wasn’t sending me good guys. I’m beginning to wonder what I wrote based on the guys it was sending me. But, I thought I’d give Plenty of Fish a try since it was free. The Comic told me not to try it out, since it was only people looking to hookup. But, my friend at the gym met his girl on the site. I thought I’d at least give it a shot. So, I created a profile. I attracted a lot of attention. A lot of it was unwanted. But, there were some cool guys. I began talking to a few of them. One of the guys really stuck out though. He was real cute and sweet. He sent me a really sweet email on my birthday. We emailed a lot back and forth. Then he asked for my number, and we spent the weekend texting back and forth. On Sunday he called me and we chatted for 3.5 hours. Then, he called me a couple hours later, and we chatted for 2 more hours. He’s really cool! And really easy to talk to. He wanted to hang out on Monday, but I had plans. Then he was busy Tuesday and Wednesday night. He has 2 small kids, and he has them on those nights. So, we’re hanging out Thursday night. I’m so excited! I can’t wait to meet him! I think at this point, if we don’t get along, it’ll be for superficial reasons. We get along via email, text and phone. Well, here’s the cutest part. Two nights ago, he deleted his online profile. He told me that he didn’t want me to think he was talking to other girls, and that he’s not looking for anyone else. He really likes me. Isn’t that sweet?? I haven’t canceled mine just yet. But, I also haven’t been back on. I think that’s ok. I’m leaving it up for security, cause we really don’t know how it’s going to go tomorrow in real life. But, I’m not going on, because I do like him a lot. His sons are real cute. They’re 2 and 4. I love kids. And, this is perfect, because I’ve never wanted to have my own kids. And he has already spread his seed, so we’re good. We talked about meeting them and stuff. He said there was no pressure and if I didn’t want to meet them for 6 months, I wouldn’t have to. I told him that I would meet them when and how he wanted me to. He said at a park or Toys R Us would be best. I reminded him that I’m a big kid and love both of those places no matter what. So, if it works out, I could be a mom soon. And then when my bestest friend, Mrs. Brit, comes home with her adorable little guy, we could set up a playdate. How weird would that be?? Maybe I’m getting a little ahead of myself. I’m just really excited! Now I need to figure out what to wear.

Random Captain

I don’t think I’ve ever had a date with a Marine that I didn’t just have so much fun on. There’s just something about the Marines I’ve known that have been so fun and easy to be around. Maybe that’s special training they give to you in the USMC. I don’t know. I had a date with the New Captain yesterday. He had chosen an area to meet, and we would figure out where to go from there. He was a little late due to traffic. But, the fact that he was driving two hours, I cut him a little slack. I waited for him at a Starbucks and had brought a book. I was good to wait. He texted me when he got there: “Foot mobile”. I love the way Marines talk. It’s like they’re just trained that way and find it hard to be non-military. I waited for him to come to Starbucks. He walked up and instead of saying “hi” or “nice to meet you” or some other awkwardness, he went into how he couldn’t find the place and got all turned around and hadn’t figured on traffic and let’s go eat cause he’s hungry. Apparently we’ve been dating for years. It was really funny, and strangely endearing. It by-passed awkwardness. We walked up the street and then turned around and went to this burger place. At first, I could tell he was nervous, cause he didn’t make a whole lot of eye contact. He talked a lot. Like, a lot a lot. But, not in an annoying way. He just had a lot to say. And, it wasn’t all about himself, so that was ok. We debated really random things: the usefulness of the electoral college, state versus military law, etc. It was all really interesting. And, I love a good debate no matter what. We also talked about sports and ourselves a little. But, there wasn’t much “first date” conversation. We discussed children going to boarding school and raising themselves. I mean, it was all entertaining and hilarious. You could tell that his brain is always working, cause he’s just always thinking. That’s what I love about officers: they have the military toughness, and the educated smartness. He majored in biology in undergrad, and was thinking about medical school. The weird thing is that was just like the old Captain. Weird. But, he kept talking about his views on life which were slightly dark, negative and hilarious. He’s just so sarcastic and dark. I love that in a guy. I told him at one point that I don’t think he believes half of what he says. He said he doesn’t believe any of it, but he just likes to say it. He becomes slightly less awkward and starts making more eye contact. But, then I keep thinking about an article I read that morning about how men hate making prolonged eye contact. So, then I keep breaking eye contact. After lunch, he decided that we would walk around the area for a little bit. That little walk ended up being about 45 minutes. And it was 90 degrees. I was praying that I would get sweaty. I’m a very sweaty person, and that is not sexy on a first date. So, we finish our walk and happen to be in front of his car. He says he’ll walk me to mine. I tell him that it’s ok, since we’re in front of his. I could just walk the block to my car. He says ok. We continue to talk for about 15 minutes. Then there’s an awkward pause and I say “ok, well, give me a hug” or something to that extent, so neither of us have to deal with anymore awkwardness. So, I tell him I have fun, and say goodbye. We didn’t make plans to hang out again, but I’m hopeful that he’ll call. I mean, in a way, it’d be ok if he didn’t: he does live 3 hours away. But, it’d be fun to hang out with him again. He was just so random!

God bless the USMC!

There is a God. Let me explain. Yesterday I threw on some clothes and left my apartment in the morning to run errands. I threw on bright blue sweat pants that It Girl calls my “hip hop pants” because they’re the kind that are short and just awesome. I was wearing a black wife beater and smelly old sneakers. I was just going to the bank and Target and stuff. I don’t need to dress sexy for that. But, as I was leaving to the bank, I see these shirtless guys on the corner with signs. Upon closer inspection of the signs, I notice that they’re Marines hosting a fundraising carwash. I go to the bank and deposit some money as was my original intention. Then, instead of going to Target, I decide to go back and look into this fundraiser. I mean, solely because I believe in supporting the troops. Not because I want to ogle shirtless Marines again. I go back and the ones on the corner are all happy and hyper and smiling and waiving. And I’m a sucker. So, I go to the carwash. It’s literally right outside of my apartment. Like, I can watch it from my balcony. I mean, that’s what you do right? Pop a beer on a balcony and watch a car wash? Well, I go and the Marines wave me in to the carwash area. I try to contain my giggly 13 year old girl nature. I walk over to the place where you pay. It’s donation only. Um, how do I decide how much I love the Marines and how much I should pay?? I don’t have enough money to give to them, based on how much I love the USMC. I ended up handing them a 20. I think that was appropriate. There were like 8 guys on my car at once. I’ve had dreams involving me and 8 Marines, but that’s another story. So, I’m standing there surrounded by 150 Marines washing cars. It was so awesome! And, I love that you can always figure out who the head Marine is. Like, there was a group of guys standing around making signs and collecting money. They were mostly just talking and dancing, and trying to get the attention of the girl standing nearby (aka: me). So, this dude walks over and yells “Marines, I don’t want to see you standing around! Get on some cars!” And, of course they all scattered. Practically ran to a car. I was debating whether I should try that as well: “Marines, I don’t want to see you standing there. Get to my apartment across the street and start cleaning!” Ok, my mind went to a dirtier place, but that’s not family friendly, or anything I should post publicly. You know, the funny thing, is that they actually did an awesome job! It’s probably the cleanest it’s ever been. So, it was a win-win situation. I got to perv over some young, hottie Marines. And, I got my car cleaned. Oh, and I got to help them raise money for their Marine Corps ball. It’s all around great! It was just a great start to the morning. And, perfectly fitting for the last weekend of my 20s! And, it was the perfect warm-up to my date with the Helicopter Pilot today. Yay! God bless the USMC!

Dating little people

When a guy gives his height on an online profile, I think you immediately need to subtract a few inches. Men always lie about their height to appear taller. I think this rule doesn’t apply if they’re 6 foot or taller, because then they’re pretty secure. But, anything shorter than that, and the rule applies. Case in point: my date last night. This guy was cute in his pictures. He seemed to have a cute personality. He said he was 5’6. Well, that’s pretty short. But, I’m only about 5’3, and I don’t wear heels. So as long as he didn’t lie, that would be ok. He’d still be a little bigger. Well, what he should have said was “I’m 5’1 and weigh 98 pounds. I’m just barely not considered a little person.” I show up at this bar he chose to watch the 2nd half of the USC game with him. He wasn’t as cute as in his pictures. I mean, he was ok. But, his shaved head in his pictures, was growing out a little, so he just looked bald. Not sexy with a shaved head. And he was just all around little. I’m sorry, but I can’t date a dude who is shorter than me. I’m not tall enough to date a dude who is shorter than me! So, we watched the game, and I tried to be pleasant. But, I sat on stools about 5 feet away from him. I didn’t want any awkward mixed signals. I think he got it. I mean, it wasn’t just his height that was annoying. He was a silent laugher. You know, like his mouth would open, and you think he’s laughing, but there’s no sound. Weird! And then he did this weird head nod to the side thing when he was making a point. This guy should have been really cool. He’s a longshoreman. That’s a cool job. You’d think he’d have cool stories. But no. He was really boring. I couldn’t wait to get out of there. I actually considered leaving in the middle of the 4th quarter. But, I wanted to stick around to watch my beloved Trojans lose. And, I didn’t hate the guy. But, yeah, I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I need to work on not feeling bad and just leaving. Today I have a date with a new Captain in the Marines. He’s a helicopter pilot. How sexy is that?? We’ve been talking a lot these past few days, and I’m really excited. I wasn’t sure if I dug him, and almost blew him off. But, then TB and I got in this fight and are not talking anymore at all, and I decided I need to move on. It turns out he’s been talking to an ex and is spending Thanksgiving with her and her family in Ohio. Yeah, he never felt the need to tell me any of that. I told him that he needs to figure himself out, and can’t do that while I’m around. And while I still love him, I’m not waiting for him. But, then this Helicopter Pilot texted me and we have been talking pretty much nonstop since. He’s really dry and sarcastic. I dig that. So, we’re meeting today for lunch. He’s driving for like 2.5 hours to see me. I woke up early today, cause I can’t sleep cause I’m excited. A potentially awesome date is like Christmas morning for a single girl. I can’t wait to unwrap my present!

insecure girls

I have a question, blog. Why do girls try to hurt, scare, intimidate each other? I guess it stems down to insecurity. If you are insecure, then you feel threatened. If you feel threatened, then you lash out. I don’t think I’m like that. I don’t blame girls when my dude strays. (well, unless the chick knew about me and still pursued something with my guy. Then I blame them both.) One of my best girlfriends just had a situation with a guy friend. His on-again off-again girlfriend made him end their friendship. And, then the girl sent my friend the meanest email I’ve ever read. It all stems down to her insecurity, which she’s taking out on my friend. She feels threatened cause my friend is hot and cool and a professional. The girlfriend is none of those things, and she feels that the boyfriend will want to be with my friend. What she fails to realize is that my friend isn’t interested in the dude. But, because she was insecure, the friendship is over. That’s kind of sad. I personally had my own awkward girl encounter tonight at the gym. I went to the gym tonight to try to get a third day in. I’ve decided to kick up my routine. But, I didn’t feel like waiting around for a class, so I just went on the treadmill. While on the treadmill, my gym boy kept pretending to kick me and other little things like that, playing around while I worked out. After I finished, we started talking. Somehow we started talking about music, which led to him showing me his music collection on his iphone. This led me to see that he liked Dethklock, which got us to talking about Metalocalypse. Then, he showed me all these clips on his phone, which he made me listen to. Then he had me watch an entire episode on his phone. I ended up staying there for like an hour with him. Well, cut to the end and how I left. So, the work phone rings, and he goes outside to take the phone call so he can hear. I’m there at the front desk talking to the other dude. Well, then the other dude’s fiancée walks in. Now, whenever I encounter a girlfriend, I want to be nice to her so she doesn’t feel like I’m moving in on her territory. This girl doesn’t know me. To her, I’m just some chick at the gym talking to her man. So, I smile and try to be friendly. She doesn’t even acknowledge my existence. Literally, she doesn’t even look at me. She goes out of her way to ignore me. So, then gym boy comes back inside. The fiancée says “Hey Player. What do you have lined up tonight.” He said “Oh, not much. Just working.” She says “I thought you had a date.” He says “Oh yeah.” She says “Well, tell me about this girl. What are you going to do?” I don’t remember what he says aside from beer pong, cause now I’m feeling awkward. And, he’s all tense and you can tell he feels awkward. He’s not looking at me either. I wanted to leave, but thought that may be awkward. So, I just stood there feeling dumb. Then the girl says “I want to see what she looks like. Do you have pictures?” He says “Yeah, I have some pictures.” Which leads me to wonder if he met her online, or how he has pictures of her. Maybe he facebook stalked her. The girl says “Let me see.” So, Gym Boy pulls up pictures on his phone and shows them to her. I’m standing right next to him, so I see. Though, he tried to tilt it away from me so I couldn’t. The girl is a total blond bombshell. Real pretty, long, straight blond hair with huge fake boobs (which you could tell cause she was wearing a really low cut shirt). Wow, that’s my competition? I guess I can’t help but think that if he likes a girl like that, he definitely isn’t interested in me. I’m like the 180 degree opposite of this chick. So, then the fiancée leaves so she can change, cause she was taking the next class, which I was going to stay for. But, then I felt so awkward and had no idea what to do. So, I say that I’m taking off and I’ll see them tomorrow at class. Gym Boy says “Oh, you’re leaving?” I wanted to say “Am I supposed to entertain you until you leave for your date?!” but I said yeah. And then I say “Good luck tonight” cause what else am I supposed to do? At this point, it’s for sure that we’re just gym buddies, so I may as well try to save face and play it off. When I say that, he looks down all awkwardly. The other gym guy gives me a high five and says goodbye and that he’ll see me tomorrow. I dunno. It was real awkward. It just seemed like a bitchy, spiteful thing to do. I mean, the fiancée sees that there’s a girl there talking to him, yet she acts like that? That was pointless. I wasn’t even really talking to her man. But, at least it made me realize that getting involved with a dude at my gym would be a really dumb idea. I’m there to work out, not date.

want him back

So I’ve been talking to TB a lot lately. I know that’s not conducive to me moving on. But, I can’t help it. We talk all day every day. We email each other all day while we’re both at work. And then we text all night. On weekends we text all day. We’re not back together. I don’t know if this means we’ll ever get back together. It just means that I really, really like talking to him. A lot. It means I like having him in my life. It means that I’m hoping eventually he’ll realize that he needs to stop freaking out, and just get his ass back to California so we can be together. He’s getting out of the Marine Corps soon. I’m not exactly sure yet, as he doesn’t know. But, soon. The sucky part is that he has this “getting out of the Marines” class he has to take Oct 13-15. My 30th birthday is the 15th. His class is in North Carolina. My birthday will be in Cali. We can’t be together on my birthday. He said that he would have been there if he could. I don’t know if that’s true, but I’m not going to question it. I’ll just take it for what it is: a very sweet sentiment. He doesn’t know what he’s going to do after the Corps. He’s thinking maybe he’ll move to New York with his dad. He knows that I want him out here. I don’t want to pressure him too much though. I told him that I will support his decision no matter what it is. He needs to make decisions and figure things out. And, I need to wait patiently and hope he figures out what is so painfully obvious to me: that we belong together! And in the meantime, I’m going to talk to other guys. That’s a chance he is going to have to take. He knows I’m making a real effort to move on. I’ve not kept any of that secret. In fact, I’m being real open about it, because I want him to know. Well, maybe not completely honest. Like, I didn’t tell him that today I saw firemen in our parking lot go to the coffee shop across the street. Or, that I then ran to said coffee shop to try to see the firemen, but that I waited a bit too long and missed them. Or, that after I missed the firemen, I did run into a really hot cop. Or, that at the gym tonight, I spent about 45 minutes openly flirting with one of the boys who works at the gym. Unabashed, open flirting. TB doesn’t need to know the specifics. That’d just be mean. He just needs to know that there’s a chance he’ll lose me if he doesn’t act fast enough. The boy at the gym is real cute. He’s 29. I thought he was 24. Not to say that he’s real immature, but, he’s real immature. He’s a ton of fun though. He gets kind of silly around me. We threatened to punch each other like 23 times tonight. Yes. We are flirting like 7 year olds. He would pull my pigtails if I wore them. Actually, I think I may test that theory on Thursday and literally wear pigtails to see what happens. Five bucks say he pulls my pig tails before I leave. Gym Boy is totally not my type. He’s tall and real muscular, and really into working out. I don’t like big guys. I like skinnier, lean dudes. TB is lean. He’s real cut. But, he doesn’t look like he’s suffering from roid rage. He has the perfect body. TB is perfect in every way. Well, every way but the way that he’s not with me. I’m working on fixing that small imperfection. We’ll see who gives in quicker. I’m really, really hoping it’ll be him. I’m just picturing the awesome life that would be if he was out here. I dunno, it’d just be all around awesome. I’m just hoping he’ll see it soon enough. I know this roadblock is just in his head. He just needs to realize that. I think he could easily find himself in California, as he could in New York. And, he’d get tan while finding himself. And have me around. That’s like a win-win-win-win. Well, maybe just 3 wins. And in the meantime, maybe I’ll just continue with my flirty gym boy. Not like I’d actually date the gym boy anyway. I need to continue working out. And, with my track record, it wouldn’t last anyway. Better to just keep it flirty and fun and not actually act out on anything.

Over Burbank

I guess I should stop getting excited about a date or a new guy until we're at the altar and he's saying "I do." It seems pointless to have any faith in things working out until that point in time. What, bitter? Me? No! Ok, maybe just a bit. I heard from Burbank a couples times. And then...nothing. I just don't get it. I mean, we had a great time. He didn't seem to ever want to leave. It was like a 12 hour date! Wouldn't that seem to indicate that he's having fun and wants to hang again? And then I did hear from him a few times. I just don't get it. I can honestly say that it's not helping me be less bitter. I mean, I'm not upset about him. I didn't know him enough to really care if we ever did hang out again or not. I would have liked to hang out with him again, but I'm over it. What I'm bummed about is getting excited and having my hopes up that maybe this guy could be cool. And then, boom. Disappointment. It sucks. But, the alternative is sucky too: being alone. Ugh. The one thing that makes it better is that good friends step in to make it better. I hung out with The Adorables on Thursday, and without missing a beat, Mr. Adorable said "I didn't like him either. He was wearing a purple shirt." Apparently, boys should wear a more "macho" colored shirt on a first date. Stick to your blacks, blues, whites. But not purple. I thought he'd looked nice. But, I also thought he'd call, so what do I know? At least this time I'm not blaming myself or tearing myself apart. I think he just wasn't feeling it enough to want to invest in a long distance thing. Burbank to Orange County is quite a distance. It's not a fun drive. The 5 sucks! I think you'd really have to dig someone to commit to that. I don't know that I would have committed to that. I think I'm putting dating on hold for a while now. I mean, this weekend coming up, I have a wedding to go to, which will keep me busy, cause I offered to help set up and run errands and things. Then, in just under 3 weeks, it's my 30th birthday. That's an awkward time to start dating someone. And, as much as it kills me that I'll be alone on my 30th birthday, it's probably better than just starting with someone. I may invite the cute boys from my gym. Have I mentioned them already? The two managers at my new gym are absolutely adorable and so much fun. I always end up hanging out and chatting with them for like an hour (like half hour before and after class). And they mentioned hanging out. I found one of them on facebook and discovered that he is my age. I totally thought he was way younger. I guess part of the fun motivator to going to the gym is getting to hang out with my new friends there. Well, that, and I just absolutely love my new gym. My knuckles are slightly cut up from boxing, but that's a small price to pay. I need to start going more so I can try to lose a few pounds for my bday. I guess I should also consider eating healthier. For lunch today, I had Ruffles potato chips and onion dip. Maybe not the healthiest decision, but it was delish! And, I may as well enjoy eating what I want now, cause I hear it's all downhill after 30. Guess I'll find out soon enough!

Success with Burbank

I may have broken my streak of bad dates. I don’t want to get too excited, but I had an awesome date on Saturday. So, Burbank and I have been talking for about 3 weeks now. He was the one I liked the most, but we didn’t seem able to make a plan to hang out. It doesn’t help that he lives an hour away from me. Still closer than my last boyfriend, but still. Pretty far. He’s been a lot of fun to talk to, so I was kind of excited to meet him. But, I was also prepared to be let down. We decided to hang out on Saturday and watch the USC football game (go Trojans!!), even though he’s not a USC fan. Actually, he’s an avid USC hater. But, he still decided to drive down to me to watch the game. I think that any date where I can drink beer and wear tennis shoes is a good date. He called me about 45 minutes before we met, and said he was stuck in horrible traffic. But, I thought it was nice he gave me so much advanced notice. He ended up being about an hour late. But, I couldn’t even be mad, since he was driving and stuck in traffic. I mean, if it were me, I would have anticipated traffic and left super early just to be sure I wasn’t late. But, not everyone is me. So I’ll let that slide. He was instantly adorable. I felt immediately attracted to him. I was also real awkward and nervous, cause that’s how I am when I like a dude. We end up chatting for about an hour and a half at this bar, when, who should show up but The Adorables?! Ok, well, I planned it with them. Whatever. I was still happy to see them. He wasn’t thrilled that I had invited my friends. But, he’ll get over that. Or, I’ll get over him. Those are the choices. We ended up hanging out with The Adorables for the rest of the night. We had a couple drinks at the first dive bar. But, then it filled up with older people (like, my parents age people) to listen to a bad of older guys play. I was digging the music, but we ended up leaving. We then went to the Yard House and had dinner. While at dinner, Mr. Adorable and I had a chugging contest, which I almost won! Burbank was actually really impressed. What can I say, I’m a classy girl. So then we decide to go to my favorite dive bar of all dive bars for more drinks. I should have known better at this point. I kept giving him the option to leave, but he didn’t seem to want to. Ms. Adorable was even grilling him, and he didn’t want to leave. I felt bad she was grilling him (and secretly stoked that she was) and so she started grilling me on his behalf. You know “when was your last relationship”, “what are you looking for,” etc. We ended up playing pool for a couple hours. He thought it was a good idea if he and Ms. Adorable were on a team, and me and Mr. Adorable were on a team, so I could taunt him, and Ms. And Mr. Adorable could taunt each other. It was a great idea!! He started getting cutely affectionate: little hugs, holding my hand, etc. It was cute that he felt comfortable like that in front of my friends. He and Mr. Adorable hit it off. I think my plan worked, and having them there worked out so well! We ended up hanging out til pretty late. I don’t think he got home til 3am. We stayed at the dive bar til almost closing, and then I had to take him to his car. He texted me when he got home (which I didn’t get til the next day. Oops) and said that his phone had died so he had to wait 5 minutes for it to charge so he could tell me he had a good time. So cute!! But, then I didn’t hear from him yesterday. I’m not giving up hope. I think he’s just playing it cool. I’m really, really hoping to hear from him tonight. But, I’m not going to call/text him. He has to still contact me. I’m being so good, even though it’s so hard!! But, if he wants to call me, he will. And in the meantime, I just have to focus on other things, and see what happens. I’ll be bummed if he doesn’t call, but it won’t be the end of the world. Of course, I’m also already planning on him being at my birthday party in less than a month. So…he’d better call.

In N Out

I consider myself to be a pretty low key chick. I like dive bars and Coors Light. I prefer sneakers to heels. I prefer jeans to formal attire. I like playing pool on a first date. I don’t even want oysters and caviar. I’m pretty down to earth. That being said, I do have my limits. Today I had a first date with a guy I have been talking to on eharmony. He’s an Army Officer. Ok, he’s in the military and he’s educated. I’ve had bad luck with the USMC, maybe Army is better for me. He and I have been talking for a few days, and he seems pretty cool. He’s kind of quiet, but he gives me a lot of attention. This seems like a good start. He asked me if we could meet up today for lunch. I said sure. Yesterday I asked where he wanted to meet. He joked that we would go to a taco truck. Then he suggested In N Out. I was with my girlfriend Veggie Punk Rock Girl, so I asked her if that was a joke. Fast food on a first date? I responded something about how I heart In N Out, so I could see if it was a joke o if he was serious. I do heart In N Out. I mean, it’s the best burger ever, so how could you not?? He responded that we’d meet at 12 at an In N Out by me. Ok, I guess he’s not joking. Well, I’m down for that. I mean, it’s no pressure. Very low key. Fine. I get there today at 12. Well, I’m always early, so I got there at like 10 til. I texted him to say I was there and waiting outside. He responded he was almost there. He showed up about 15 minutes later. He was 5 minutes late. Strike. He was shorter than I thought, and not as cute as I’d hoped. But, I still wasn’t going to write him off, cause maybe he is really cool. We go in to order. He lets me step up first. I order my burger animal style. The guy asks if that’s all. I don’t say anything. I’m waiting for Army Officer to order. He just stands there, not saying anything. “Um, that’s it?” I say as more of a question. Army Officer still doesn’t say anything. I hand over my credit card and pay for my meal. I get my order and my number. He then orders his meal. Um, it’s a first date. At a fast food joint. And you can’t pay for my burger?? I don’t expect a guy to pay for everything, but are you serious? I have to admit, I was immediately turned off, and just couldn’t wait to get out of there. We ate and chatted. That was like pulling teeth. He was so quiet. I was practically begging him to tell me stories and stuff. It's like, your job is to play war games for the United States Army. You HAVE to have things to talk about, stories to tell. Come on, dude! The entire date lasted 45 minutes. I thanked him for a great time and got in my car and sped off. I’m beginning to think that there is no right guy out there for me. I’m three for three as far as bad dates go. I’m getting tired of even trying. I mean, it wasn’t even worth getting changed out of my pjs and not watching tv with my dad.

Sexy?

I had the greatest experience of my life yesterday! So, last week, on a whim, I decided to join a boxing gym. Well, I wasn’t sure if I was going to join, so I signed up for a free class. I looked forward to the class all weekend. I could barely contain myself during work yesterday. I was literally giddy with excitement. I grew up in karate. I did it for about 8 years. I was close to getting my black belt when I stopped for several years. Then I had a few medical issues which kind of kept me away. I thought maybe a boxing gym would give me the same happiness which karate brought me so many years ago. I went to the gym early yesterday as I was told to. I walked in and checked in with the guy at the front desk. I was slightly intimidated by the two muscley dudes at the front desk. But, I decided to just go with it. I told them how excited, yet nervous, I was. The guys were real cool and kind of explained everything for me. One of the guys wrapped my hands with the hand wrap things, and made a joke about me being a ninja. He walked me over and introduced me to the instructor. I chatted with a couple girls in the class, explaining how uncontrollably excited I was. I think I smiled way too much for a boxing gym. The class was amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever sweat so much in my entire life!! I’ve also never felt so at home in an exercise class. I just felt like I belonged there, punching the stuffing out of these 150lb bags. I haven’t felt more at ease with life than I did during that class!

After the class, the boy at the front desk offered to spar with me. I told him I’d have to raincheck that, cause I could barely stand. He hooked me up with so much stuff! He gave me $120 worth of free membership, free use of gloves, free hand wraps, and a free glove key chain. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was flirting with me. I think he was just amused that I was so awkward and giddy compared to the normal people who frequent a boxing gym. I was sweaty and smelly. My hair was a mess. I could barely stand. I doubt he was flirting with me. And, I mean, it’s a boxing gym. That’s not exactly sexy for a girl. Sexy is yoga, or pole dancing classes. Strip tease classes. I don’t think punching a bag for an hour is sexy for a girl. It’s sexy to watch a guy do it. But not a girl. It’s like the opposite of feminine. Although, I’ve been talking a lot to this Army Officer and he was kind of excited about this class. He asked if I would drink beer and watch UFC with him. I told him that of course I would. But, is that a good thing? I mean, is the girl you want to watch UFC with the girl you want to date, or the girl you want to drink beers with until you go find your yoga, stretchy hottie? It doesn’t matter either way. I won’t trade boxing for anything! I’ve finally found something that makes me excited about life, and makes me feel normal! I called TB right after to tell him how stoked I was, and he said he could tell how happy I sounded. I was happy. Really, really happy!

World's Most Horrible Date

I sent an email to a buddy of mine recapping the World's Most Horrible Date that I had on Friday. The email was pretty funny, so I decided to just cut and paste into my blog.

So, I thought maybe you'd enjoy a quick anecdote about the worst first
date in the history of first dates. One of the dudes I was talking to
on eharmony asked for my number. Our first (only) phone call was
Wednesday. It was more like an interview than a flirty conversation.
He asked why I was on eharmony, what I was looking for, what I wanted,
etc. He proceeded to tell me about all of his dates gone wrong.
Awkward all around. We decided to go bowling on Friday. I love
bowling, although I'm horrible. I thought that this guy may get
points for being original. Those were the only points he got.

Friday rolls around, and I just don't want to go. That's never a good
sign. But, I forced myself to not cancel and actually go. I went to
the fancy bowling alley (he would have gotten more points from me if
it had been a regular bowling alley full of bowling league people,
rather than a trendy alley. But, I digress) to meet him. I was
early, as usual, and waited for him out front. When he walked up, I
immediately knew I wasn't attracted to him and never would be. But, I
stifled my desire to run away and decided to give him a chance. We
went inside and decided to grab a drink first. I got a Coors Light,
cause I'm a classy girl. He ordered a martini with four olives. Um.
Yeah. So we sit at the bar talking. He proceeds to tell me about
girls he's dated. Girls he's worked with. Girls who liked him. His
24 year old girl roommate. The Hawaiian Tropics model he worked with
who he treated like shit, cause that's how you should treat beautiful
women so they don't get cocky. His bachelor pad. His car collection.
The three books he's written. That he's a butt man and once dated a
chick with huge boobs and she was self-conscious cause she knew he was
a butt man, so he'd be like "Come here baby, it's ok. I like your big
boobs too." Oh, and he told me that I'd reach my sexual peak at 31,
and would want to do it all the time. Thinking back on it now, as I
write this all out, I don't know how I didn't run away screaming!

I decided that I didn't want to bowl, cause I didn't want to prolong
the date. To be fair, I also didn't want to chance that he would
touch me at all or look at my butt when I bowled. So, we just sat at
the bar. He kept trying to get closer, and I kept backing away. Then
he asked if I wanted to go sit in these other lower sofa-esque chairs.
I said I was fine at the bar. I think it was at that point that he
figured out that he wasn't going to get anywhere with me. So he says
"I think we should just call it a night." I nearly jumped out of my
seat. He left a full martini. I think it was quite possibly the
worst date in the history of dates. Ever. It was so horrible I
haven't even been able to blog about it. I just wanted to push the
whole thing out of my mind. But, I thought you may appreciate the
horribleness, cause it is pretty funny in retrospect. And, this email
turned out funnier than I intended, so it may just become my blog
entry.

pink Vespa

What is one supposed to do if one is approached online by a guy who may or may not be ok looking (like, there are only 2 pictures and you can’t really tell) and he may or may not be cool (like, you can’t tell if he’s funny or a know it all douchebag)? Does one answer his message and give him a chance and hope that he turns out to be cool? Or does one just hit “close”? I don’t know what to do. I texted the Comic to see his thoughts, since he’s big on online dating, but he said “go with your gut.” I told him that my gut says to fly to North Carolina, track down TB and convince him that he still loves me. So, obviously that’s bad advice. It turns out the Comic is just busy and doesn’t have time to analyze every little detail with me like he normally would. That means I’m left on my own with this decision. I suppose there’s no hurry in my deciding. I could put it off for a few days. But, the fact that I’m hesitant probably is my answer. I doubt he’s my soulmate if I’m hesitant to even talk to him. I’m talking to about 5 other guys online right now. There was no hesitation there. I have a date with one guy next week. And, I think a date with a second guy is in the works. The first guy seems pretty cool. He wants to hang out sometime next week. I told him I’m busy Wednesday and Thursday, but am good any other day. Wednesday I’m going to a shooting range with Ms. Adorable. And Thursday is the first official Girl’s Night with some of my girlfriends. There’s no way I’m canceling on my girlfriends for some random douchebag who I’ll probably never talk to again. I haven’t told TB that I have a date yet. I don’t think he’ll care. He says he doesn’t care that I date and he knows I’m going to. He doesn’t want to be with me, I get that. But, still, I feel weird telling him. I guess its cause I wouldn’t want to know if he was. I mean, I guess I’d have to eventually know if he was dating someone. But, if it was just a first date, I don’t think I’d want to know. It’d make me too sad. At least now it would. If I move on and find a nice guy, then I guess it’ll be different. I wonder if I’ll always think about him, and always think that it could have worked out? I wonder if I’ll always wish that it had worked out? Ms. Adorable tells me that when I meet the guy I’m supposed to be with that I’ll just know, and it’ll make me realize that I wasn’t supposed to be with any other guy. The thing is, that’s how I felt/still feel about TB. But, she says it’s still not the real thing, and I’ll realize it when it’s the right guy. Maybe my “just feel it” meter is broken.

In other news, today I saw the CUTEST thing!! I was driving home from work, and I saw this couple driving down the street. The dude was this biker guy on a Harley. The chick was this cute little girl in a purple sun dress riding alongside him on a pink Vespa. It was so cute!! They were just driving side by side down the street. Then, they were switching lanes, so he fell back and blocked the cars so she could safely get over in front. That’s what I want! A tough guy who’s still so thoughtful and sweet about the little things. It’s the things like that that really matters to me. I don’t care if a guy buys me presents. That stuff comes and goes, and is just easy. It’s the holding up traffic so you can be safe that is the sweet stuff. And, personally I think that I would be super cute on a purple Vespa alongside my motorcycle man.