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Somebody broke my record. It keeps going 'round and 'round playing the same tune OVER and OVER again, and I don't know about you, but I'm sure sick of hearing it, and am ready for the next track already. The entertainment factor for this tune is lonnnng since past.
What the hell am I talking about? Take a wild guess.
Got stood up again. Several times.
Wash, rinse, repeat.
Again.
I mean REALLY now, come on, this is getting ridiculous. I'd think it funny if it weren't happening to me. As it is, it's just exasperating, frustrating, and disenheartening.
Yeah, this weekend really really kinda SUCKED...
When last we checked in with our fearless heroine, she had just had a weekend full of pouring rain - that is, a weekend full of dating goodness (when it rains, it pours!). She had 3 assorted boys on the line with whom she'd had 1-2 dates and the prospect of more. So, I suppose it's time for an update.
MusicianMike and I have gotten together casually a few more times and exchange emails or phone calls just about daily, and have been building a nice basis of friendship. BUT... I think this is going to be something that stays pretty firmly in the land of friends (with benefits). It is abundantly clear to me that he is not far enough out from his last relationship to be ready to explore a new one - he is still feeling pretty damaged from that, and still re-establishing his "new life" on his own (when we first reconnected, he was in the process of moving out of the house he'd been sharing with his ex since their 'official' split several months prior). So, even if he were SAYING he's ready to dive into a new relationship (which he's not), I would be saying "umm... no, I don't think so, honey". And regardless, while I rule nothing out, I think it is unlikely we'd be ultimately be compatible as mates anyhow. We connect really well on quite a few levels BUT there are personality characteristics that are important to me in a potential mate that he is missing, so I think we'll do well just hanging out and enjoying one another with no particular romantic goals.
Next is OldSoul, the strapping young lad who'd impressed me on so many levels. We've not gotten together again but are in touch regularly. He's going through a lot of stuff right now (namely the impending death of a terminally ill family member) that has got him putting a lot of time and energy into family time, and which has got him all out of sorts emotionally. Where this leaves us, who knows if it will leave us anywhere. I'm just trying to be a supportive friend as he goes through this (having gone through something similar myself just over a year ago), and will see if, when the dust settles, we come back together again in person.
And then there's one more...
So, after weeks of cancellations and disappointments and after getting stood up last night, I ended up with not one but three good dates today! The whole 3 dates thing, I really didn't plan it that way. But I guess God heard me bitching about the rotten luck I've had lately and decided to spread a little sunshine in my direction today.
Dating Lesson # 204.3: Drunk Dialing does not make a good first impression.
Oh yes, yes he did.
I met him on PayVanilla, and after exchanging a couple of emails, since he doesn't IM, he suggested we talk on the phone. We exchanged a couple of voicemails before actually reaching one another, and there I am, snuggled up in my jammies on the couch at midnight when my phone rings, and it's him. And he's drunk. He proceeds to tell me he's been out at a party with his roommate and he's a bit inebriated. My first thought was "You're drunk and you thought NOW would be a good time for our first conversation?" My second was "You'e 36 and you have a roommate? I'll have to ask you about that when you're not drunk."
Luckily he's a cheerful drunk - but kept asking me the same "getting to know you" questions over and over again. My patience is wearing a little thin. Then he repeatedly tries to convince me to come out and meet him. And my lack of desire to get dressed and go out at midnight to meet this drunken fool is scolded as lack of spontenaeity. Repeatedly. My patience for talking to drunk people I know is thin. Talking to drunk strangers wears on me even more quickly. So, our conversation didn't last too much longer, and I got him off the phone.
A day or two later I got an email from him A. apologizing, B. saying that his roommate had tried to keep the phone away from him but failed, C. confessing that he doesn't even remember it, and D. expressing that he hopes he hasn't completely blown it with me.
I sent him a good natured teasing in response and told him I'd give him another shot. On his next call, he calls me at 8am. Thank goodness, it didn't wake me up, although I question in what world he thought 8am was an appropriate time for a phone call. He had preceeded the 8am call with a 6:30am email saying he would call at 8am - so there was forethought in this. I replied to his email explaining that 8am was NEVER a good time to call me (if I'm up that early I'm scrambling to get ready for whatever's got me up that early as quickly as possible).
2 strikes... one more and he's out. So finally, early this afternoon, he called and we connected. We had a nice chat, with some good natured teasing too. And he explained the roommate thing - that they work for the same company and there had been plans for them both to move across country to a different branch of the company, and they moved in together for what was supposed to be a brief time until they were transferred... but then the transferring didn't happen and they've been getting along well as roommates, so they're sticking with the arrangement for the time being (until the whole having a roommate gets old/inconvenient). The conversation was nice enough, no third strike just yet (but no high hopes that he's The One, either). He asked me to meet him for dinner for this weekend... I'm mulling my options and told him I'd let him know tomorrow. We'll see.
-Vixen
