Because they probaby got more action during that olympic break than they had energy for. A few single friends I know came back either glowing or with concussions.

I had the date tonight with the guy who contacted me first. Nice guy, very pleasant to talk to. We met at a local pub. I had two apple ciders and now I can’t feel my face.

Are you seriously that big a lightweight, two drinks?

Yeah, Ned, you should consider adding “cheap drunk” to your profile. :)

I very rarely drink and I’m only 146 pounds when wet, so yes, I am indeed a cheap drunk. Don’t get me wrong, though, I wasn’t zigzagging down the sidewalk and crashing into lamp posts or anything. That would take at least three, I’m sure.

In the cold, sobering light of day I don’t think there was any chemistry with Mr. Same Name As An NHL Hockey Coach, so I shall thank him for the company and move on. To that end I have another date on Wednesday. Come to think of it, that one is at a pub, too. I may not be dry by then!

This is something every guy should learn, by the way. I’ve actually flipped it a bit and now am turned off by women that approach me in the same way that I used to approach them. A decent level of self-esteem is necessary. I don’t want to hear anyone talk about how they are ugly or stupid, or generally have a low opinion of themselves, or shrug off compliments to the contrary. And it works. Some of the “ugliest” people on my FB friends list are married to some stunning women. There are no “leagues.” It’s all chemistry.

If I say “hey, I think you’re pretty” and they go “shut up that’s not true,” it’s probably not going to work.

Agreed on the self-esteem thing. If you’re not projecting confidence people will pick up on it like a vulture spotting a dying hyena out in the desert. Or something.

I have another date tonight, woo. We’ve chatted a bit for a few weeks and he sounds kind of fed up with the online dating process. Should be fun!

Another date is on for Saturday should tonight’s implode (I’m going to limit myself to staring intently at a bottle of cider and hope for the best).

And finally, here is the entirety of a profile I recently came across:

1 play button
2 fast forward button
3 rewind button
4 record button
5 complicated music button
6 long wave button
7 short wave button
8 you’re waiving at me button
9 pause button
10 continuous play button
11 noise reduction button
12 good morning button
13 good afternoon button
14 piss off button
15 reset button
16 repeat button
17 repeat button
18 flirt button
19 automatic flash unit
20 automatic focus unit
21 built in timer
22 built in memory
23 low battery indicator
24 quiet button shhhhhh
25 LOUD button
26 turn it up button
27 remote control
28 crowd control
29 I’ll give you everything you dreamed of button
30 stop button

Oh oh! Two dating stories!

  1. Met a girl at a local place around here. Her pictures were cute, she was maybe a little top heavy in her pics, but seemed ok. Pretty redhead, my weakness. Showed up at the place we agreed to meet and she was easily 60-70 lbs over what her pics showed. What the fuck? Still, I didn’t want to be an asshole and just back out so I ended up buying her two drinks and two appetizers. She snarfed them down. Kind of annoying, but what can you do. From the moment she sat down I knew I would never see her again because I was not attracted to her at all. Should I have just left? I hate hurting people’s feelings.

  2. The fantastic looking, tall, sexy, intelligent redhead I’ve been er… having casual sex with for months now came over tonight. We had a great time, fun was had by all. In the hot tub later, I again told her I wasn’t going to turn down great sex, but wondered if we could form something more. She again said she didn’t want any kind of relationship and wasn’t ready for anything other than purely sex and hanging out for a bit. She doesn’t even want to do dinner or go away somewhere. WTF? Ok, I’m a guy and I’m not going to throw away hot sex with a girl out of a Victoria’s Secret catalog, but it kinda sucks. Eventually I’m going to meet someone special (hopefully) and need to cut it off with her. Arrrrgh!

At that moment she will be ready to get serious.

-xtien

Protip: When you’ve had your fingers up a special lady friend’s vagina, make sure to wash your hands thoroughly before taking out your contacts. Or at least dip them in the martini she left half finished.

That is all.

Conversely, if you’ve been eating hot wings, make sure to wash your hands before going to town on your special lady friend.

Knowing is half the battle.

-xtien

I just laughed so hard that I scared my roommate. Thank you for that one ElG.

Karaoke Guy and I are no longer dating. He seemed to think that I was wanting a deadly serious type of relationship right now, which is untrue, but whatever. He simply didn’t want to date me anymore, and found whatever reason he could to end things. There was some drama on Valentine’s Day that is drawn out and complicated to explain, but it ended with me having a bruised hand, and him with a dumbfounded look on his face. We are remaining on tenuously friendly terms, for now.

Things are going well with Theatre Guy, however. We’re averaging seeing one another once a week, and that suits me just fine. He’s super busy at the moment, building a set for an upcoming show. I have been promised a seat with him on opening night to make up for his canceling plans at the last minute. Considering the date he canceled on was just going out for a beer, I think I’m coming out ahead.

I’ve been getting rather discouraged on OkCupid though. The messages and IMs that I get are bordering on the side of moronic, rather than interesting. I’m looking for something a little more than “hurrrrr… you’re pretty”. Although I did have someone actually call me a “square” when I refused to cyber with him. I didn’t think anyone actually used that term anymore.

It turns out Siren and I are not a good OKCupid match. Who knew? At least, according to OKCupid. It’s all math and shit!

I only had one cider tonight and could feel my face throughout the entire date.

We went to a tapas bar/cafe and about an hour after arriving the flamenco dancers and guitarists took to the stage. They were quite good. I haven’t watched flamenco in about a million years. We (me and my date, not me and the flamenco dancers) were pretty comfortable chatting and have agreed to keep in touch and meet again. He seems entirely snoggable. He is big on being honest and communicating (having been burned by those not good with either, it seems) so I’m going to be as upfront as possible. My current plan for date #2 is to establish that it is, in fact, a date.

Man Card REVOKED! Hand it over, girly man!

More like hand her over, amirite?

Ugh, I feel dirty now.

Probably usually has dinner with the husband before coming over, and isn’t hungry for food when she gets to your place.

Protip: When you’ve had your fingers up a special lady friend’s vagina, make sure to wash your hands thoroughly before taking out your contacts. Or at least dip them in the martini she left half finished.

That is all.

What?