Today a dude asked me if I like being taken care of? Do I like purses and shoes? If so, he'd like to "take care of me". I told him I had a good job and that he probably could find someone else who'd appreciate his gifts more than I. He's 31 and looking for casual sex but will make it worth your while by buying you a nice pair of shoes. I'm sure at least one of my loyal readers will find this arrangement to be fabulous, but I just don't. Not only does someone asking me this not appeal to me but it totally turns me off. Now....if he asked me if he could buy me unlimited sushi then we may have had a deal. But a pair of Manolos? Not so much.
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Monday, November 22, 2010
Saturday, November 13, 2010
I Missed You, My DOG!
I keep forgetting about my DOG. I'm sorry. I'll try and be better.
UPDATES:
I went out with a 27 yr old dork. Nice but I think he's a little short of a full house. I told him I wouldn't be interested in a second date. (He asked) I continue to get text messages from him asking how I am and wanting to know if I ever want to meet up again. Um....the answer is "no" but he just doesn't get it. I'm being text stalked by a dork.
A fella that I never met but emailed a lot with told me he was going to Indonesia so could only meet me on a Sunday (I was out of town at the time) and today I get an email from him telling me he has started seeing someone. SHOCKING. This is a fella that is recently divorced. He had RED FLAG written all over him so in a way it's a relief I don't have to deal with him but I thought the Indonesia line was complete BS and my theory was right.
I met a potential fella. I like him. It's shocking because I don't like a a lot of guys (well, I should rephrase that....I don't CLICK with a lot of them). Anyway, he has this infectious/kind of boisterous personality (and since I'm pretty tightly wound, this could be a good thing for me). He's upbeat and has ambition. He seems to be a hard worker. His type is very different than I usually go for: Blue collar, a little bigger/stockier and he doesn't live in Chicago. But I really think I could like him. He's a good guy. He seems to like me. He makes me laugh. He "gets me". All along I've been saying that I want to find a guy who gets me....who I can really be myself with. I think that's the most important thing for me. Am I attracted to him? I think so. I am. Just not like some of the other guys I've dated. I've been hot for them. Maybe I'll become hot for this one. I hope so. It's new but it seems like we both want to see where it goes. I will continue to meet other guys until I know for sure but at least there's potential. Haven't had potential in a long time.
Date Me! (No more caps....at least for now)
UPDATES:
I went out with a 27 yr old dork. Nice but I think he's a little short of a full house. I told him I wouldn't be interested in a second date. (He asked) I continue to get text messages from him asking how I am and wanting to know if I ever want to meet up again. Um....the answer is "no" but he just doesn't get it. I'm being text stalked by a dork.
A fella that I never met but emailed a lot with told me he was going to Indonesia so could only meet me on a Sunday (I was out of town at the time) and today I get an email from him telling me he has started seeing someone. SHOCKING. This is a fella that is recently divorced. He had RED FLAG written all over him so in a way it's a relief I don't have to deal with him but I thought the Indonesia line was complete BS and my theory was right.
I met a potential fella. I like him. It's shocking because I don't like a a lot of guys (well, I should rephrase that....I don't CLICK with a lot of them). Anyway, he has this infectious/kind of boisterous personality (and since I'm pretty tightly wound, this could be a good thing for me). He's upbeat and has ambition. He seems to be a hard worker. His type is very different than I usually go for: Blue collar, a little bigger/stockier and he doesn't live in Chicago. But I really think I could like him. He's a good guy. He seems to like me. He makes me laugh. He "gets me". All along I've been saying that I want to find a guy who gets me....who I can really be myself with. I think that's the most important thing for me. Am I attracted to him? I think so. I am. Just not like some of the other guys I've dated. I've been hot for them. Maybe I'll become hot for this one. I hope so. It's new but it seems like we both want to see where it goes. I will continue to meet other guys until I know for sure but at least there's potential. Haven't had potential in a long time.
Date Me! (No more caps....at least for now)
Friday, October 29, 2010
A Non-Dating Tidbit Of Info
I have large calves. I'm a large calved girl who likes high boots. Pretty picture, I know. Well, when I did some research I found that Zappos carries a nice selection of "large calved" boots. I was quite pleased and bought myself a fancy pair.
Today I went to put them on and I noticed the tag said "wide shaft". Yes, loyal readers (all 0 to 5 of you) I shall now refer to my calves as Wide Shafts. Oy!
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Today I went to put them on and I noticed the tag said "wide shaft". Yes, loyal readers (all 0 to 5 of you) I shall now refer to my calves as Wide Shafts. Oy!
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Wednesday, October 13, 2010
My Ex Husband
Well....today the inevitable happened. I got a package for Don Goldman. Ah, Don.....I remember you and your mustache well.
Receiving the package gave me a little tinge in my heart. Brought back some memories both good and bad.
Here's the rub: I was on the phone with Vontage (Didn't even know who they were....I guess it's a phone company??) for 30 minutes fixing a problem that Don got me involved in. I guess he wanted to transfer my number to this provider and in the process I was sent a modem. He used his own credit card but for some reason used my address and phone number. Trying to get this resolved by Vontage (is it Vontage or Vonnage...or Vonage??? I have no clue and frankly have no desire to Google it) was a nightmare. I talked to customer service imbeciles who couldn't understand how I wasn't Don Goldman. They kept asking me to verify my account. The thing is, I never opened an account. Don did. Finally, the problem was resolved.
If Don and I still communicated I would tell him this but because we don't I'm forced to DOG about it.
Good ol Don.
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Receiving the package gave me a little tinge in my heart. Brought back some memories both good and bad.
Here's the rub: I was on the phone with Vontage (Didn't even know who they were....I guess it's a phone company??) for 30 minutes fixing a problem that Don got me involved in. I guess he wanted to transfer my number to this provider and in the process I was sent a modem. He used his own credit card but for some reason used my address and phone number. Trying to get this resolved by Vontage (is it Vontage or Vonnage...or Vonage??? I have no clue and frankly have no desire to Google it) was a nightmare. I talked to customer service imbeciles who couldn't understand how I wasn't Don Goldman. They kept asking me to verify my account. The thing is, I never opened an account. Don did. Finally, the problem was resolved.
If Don and I still communicated I would tell him this but because we don't I'm forced to DOG about it.
Good ol Don.
DATE ME!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Plasma TV? Not This Time
Here's a story for ya....
A fella contacts me and seems decent. A suburban fella. We're around the same age (he's 1-2 yrs older) and his profile "reads well"....nice pics (though there appeared to be a stain on his shirt but I didn't let it get to me because while desperation dating we let a lot of those "little things" slide).
We email a bit and then exchange numbers. It takes him awhile to call and when he does he sounds....boring (a lot of them are boring, lemme tell ya but these are DD times so again....I let it slide...)...and kind of depressing. The guy is very self deprecating. He was married and now divorced. He has no money....the biz that he co-owns (kiln repair biz....um WHAT?!) is really slow as the school year just got back in session and that's where they make most of their coin....he lives with a friend of his (rents the basement from him....hello CATCH) and he donates his plasma (yes....you read this correctly) to A) give back to the community as there's no dog shelter by his house and he would normally give back by donating his time to the animals (a very admirable trait in my book!) and B) earn some extra cash ("It's been a slow summer" so he reminded me). Did you know you can make $20-$25 each time you donate plasma? (He does it once a week) A lot of drug addicts do it to earn crack money as they're not as stringent on drugs showing up in your plasma. Huh. I learn something new every day.
Well....I just couldn't stomach talking to him (after 3 times at 15-20 mins a piece of these sad conversations I'd excuse myself to do laundry or work....just to get off the phone! He never once made mention that he'd like to get together so I thought we were going to be phone pals....sad, plasma telling phone pals) and really didn't hear from him for 2 weeks. Then yesterday, out of the blue I get an email telling me that the ball is in my court (I seem to get a lot of these). I write back that I didn't feel that he was ever going to ask me out (I seriously don't like wasting time talking to dudes on the phone when I can be meeting them in person. This is my don't fall in-like theory over email and phone before you meet the person!) so I lost interest. Well, he writes back this long thing about how I work and do laundry way too much and in HIS opinion I shouldn't. I write back, "hilarious" and leave it at that (I really was laughing). He writes me back and I don't read it....just delete it. That'll teach him. Well, I get ANOTHER email today from him. How he doesn't want any ill will exchanged between us. Let's just chalk it up to us not being compatible. Admirable? Yes. ANNOYING? Hell ya. I could have written back to him again but I just let it go. And I blocked him. I have a feeling that if I didn't I'd get another email.....one asking me for my plasma as he needs some more walking around money.
OK....I now know why I'm single. I'm sorry.
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A fella contacts me and seems decent. A suburban fella. We're around the same age (he's 1-2 yrs older) and his profile "reads well"....nice pics (though there appeared to be a stain on his shirt but I didn't let it get to me because while desperation dating we let a lot of those "little things" slide).
We email a bit and then exchange numbers. It takes him awhile to call and when he does he sounds....boring (a lot of them are boring, lemme tell ya but these are DD times so again....I let it slide...)...and kind of depressing. The guy is very self deprecating. He was married and now divorced. He has no money....the biz that he co-owns (kiln repair biz....um WHAT?!) is really slow as the school year just got back in session and that's where they make most of their coin....he lives with a friend of his (rents the basement from him....hello CATCH) and he donates his plasma (yes....you read this correctly) to A) give back to the community as there's no dog shelter by his house and he would normally give back by donating his time to the animals (a very admirable trait in my book!) and B) earn some extra cash ("It's been a slow summer" so he reminded me). Did you know you can make $20-$25 each time you donate plasma? (He does it once a week) A lot of drug addicts do it to earn crack money as they're not as stringent on drugs showing up in your plasma. Huh. I learn something new every day.
Well....I just couldn't stomach talking to him (after 3 times at 15-20 mins a piece of these sad conversations I'd excuse myself to do laundry or work....just to get off the phone! He never once made mention that he'd like to get together so I thought we were going to be phone pals....sad, plasma telling phone pals) and really didn't hear from him for 2 weeks. Then yesterday, out of the blue I get an email telling me that the ball is in my court (I seem to get a lot of these). I write back that I didn't feel that he was ever going to ask me out (I seriously don't like wasting time talking to dudes on the phone when I can be meeting them in person. This is my don't fall in-like theory over email and phone before you meet the person!) so I lost interest. Well, he writes back this long thing about how I work and do laundry way too much and in HIS opinion I shouldn't. I write back, "hilarious" and leave it at that (I really was laughing). He writes me back and I don't read it....just delete it. That'll teach him. Well, I get ANOTHER email today from him. How he doesn't want any ill will exchanged between us. Let's just chalk it up to us not being compatible. Admirable? Yes. ANNOYING? Hell ya. I could have written back to him again but I just let it go. And I blocked him. I have a feeling that if I didn't I'd get another email.....one asking me for my plasma as he needs some more walking around money.
OK....I now know why I'm single. I'm sorry.
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Saturday, September 18, 2010
Proposition
Some 28 yr old just asked me if I'm interested in a younger guy for "fun". Not someone who will sleep around but a friend with benies. Huh.
It just keeps getting better and better.
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It just keeps getting better and better.
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Friday, September 10, 2010
Hello Iran
This year I have really gone out of my comfort zone and have been open to dating guys I would have never dated....even last year. I'm open to short. I'm open to less attractive. I'm open to....a more "international" man.
Today I met an Iranian fella. Literally from Iran and moved here 3 yrs ago. Yes....I am now a true foreign men dater.
This fella is quite nice....cute and young....a Doctor....at NORTHWESTERN.....but let me tell you....his fashion sense? Um.....how shall I put this......very IRANIAN?! I guess maybe it's how I pictured someone from Iran to dress: Guess polo (the logo was mentioned on the shirt and it was tan/black and splotchy), gold chain, skinny black jeans and light tan pointy shoes. Plus there was some sort of tan barn jacket that he removed and then put back on as the air got cooler. Very um......early 90's? Iranian 90's!
He's already asked to see me again. I find him very nice and am interested in his culture but I only see us as friends. He has no family here and in a way I kind of feel bad for him. He has one Iranian friend in Chicago and one Jewish doctor friend (wonder what he's all about????!!!!).
I did notice he kept looking at my hair....like really studying it. Not sure what that was all about but maybe I'll ask if I see him again.
We had a nice time talking culture and politics but I really felt that there was no click....no connection....at least from me. This is what I am lacking. Will I find it? I hope so. Now that I feel like I've gone through all the American men in Chicago and moving onto the foreign gents my odds keep getting slimmer and slimmer.....but I do remain hopeful. At least for tonight.
Oh, he showed me pictures of his family back in Iran and they're truly lovely. And Iran?! Gorgeous! Made me want to go there (but I know I never will).
Oh Oh, and he also smelled.....a bit like Reza's or Andies. He said he really likes to cook. The scent was kind of off putting.
Ugh! I'm going to be single forever. I know. I know.
DATE ME!
Today I met an Iranian fella. Literally from Iran and moved here 3 yrs ago. Yes....I am now a true foreign men dater.
This fella is quite nice....cute and young....a Doctor....at NORTHWESTERN.....but let me tell you....his fashion sense? Um.....how shall I put this......very IRANIAN?! I guess maybe it's how I pictured someone from Iran to dress: Guess polo (the logo was mentioned on the shirt and it was tan/black and splotchy), gold chain, skinny black jeans and light tan pointy shoes. Plus there was some sort of tan barn jacket that he removed and then put back on as the air got cooler. Very um......early 90's? Iranian 90's!
He's already asked to see me again. I find him very nice and am interested in his culture but I only see us as friends. He has no family here and in a way I kind of feel bad for him. He has one Iranian friend in Chicago and one Jewish doctor friend (wonder what he's all about????!!!!).
I did notice he kept looking at my hair....like really studying it. Not sure what that was all about but maybe I'll ask if I see him again.
We had a nice time talking culture and politics but I really felt that there was no click....no connection....at least from me. This is what I am lacking. Will I find it? I hope so. Now that I feel like I've gone through all the American men in Chicago and moving onto the foreign gents my odds keep getting slimmer and slimmer.....but I do remain hopeful. At least for tonight.
Oh, he showed me pictures of his family back in Iran and they're truly lovely. And Iran?! Gorgeous! Made me want to go there (but I know I never will).
Oh Oh, and he also smelled.....a bit like Reza's or Andies. He said he really likes to cook. The scent was kind of off putting.
Ugh! I'm going to be single forever. I know. I know.
DATE ME!
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