100 First Dates

One Hundred First Dates: True Tales of Dating in the Modern World

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Uninvited

originally posted Sunday, July 17, 2005

Uninvited

I just finished reading a great book called "Around the World in 80 dates". It's by a British travel journalist who decides to take the adventure of a lifetime in search for her soul mate, whom she meets at the Burning Man fest (date #55)


Anyway, chick lit aside, this book has really opened up my eyes. My friend Pinkerbell had a similar approach to dating... I think she did more than 100 dates in one summer... and she married one of them. I'm exhausted from living la vida loca lately and have actually decided to take a break from dating. Now I'm thinking it needs to be an even longer break so I can be prepared for the numbers game.

I really do deserve far better than C. He's a great guy, but he's never really invested anything in me... and clearly, doesn't appreciate me. Yes, he's fun, but he doesn't really care. I'm realizing that I deserve better and I'm looking for my counterpoint. He's NOT it.

Which brings me to the big question...
How do you dis-invite someone from a birthday partay?
"Um, gee, I'm not really sure what I was thinking when I invited you, but now I realize that you don't particularly care for me, and that's kind of a prerequisite for attending."
Right now, I'm just hoping he'll forget about it.

Friday, July 08, 2005

Soon-to-be Former Mayor of Boyland

originally posted Friday, July 08, 2005

Ah, boys....


I'm seriously thinking of resigning my post as mayor of Boyland.
Isn't it crazy? When you've got it bad for someone, they generally don't have it bad for you. ... and vice versa.

Out of the blue, former roommate and long time friend and love, KW realizes that I'm the best thing that ever happened (and possibly ever could happen) to him. He's ready to jump on a plane from DC to propose even though it's been a few years now since we've seen each other. I had to talk him down from the ledge. There's nothing like someone else's mid-life crisis to remind you how well you're doing in the grand scheme of things.

JB from
New York reminds me how much substance is lacking with the current boy, C. I've been involved with C for awhile now. Since November of last year, but broke things off when another guy forced my hand and wanted to see me exclusively. Life without C made me physically ill and I scrambled back to him, but can't really say we're dating now. And all along, C has had the most amazing spidey sense ever. As soon as I decide I'm done and and can't take it anymore.... [ring! ring!] he's on the phone to me. Our timing has never been great that way. It's a weird push-pull dynamic. It's rare to find a boy who's so engaging and I had hoped for more between us. Alas, he doesn't seem interested in more... which means I'm gonna have to move along real soon lest it hurt even worse.

Nuthin to see here, move along, move along....