Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Is it Friday yet?

I’m down a pound this week! Yay!

Not sure if I’ll be singing the same tune next week. This week is already shaping up to be pretty stressful.

Work deadlines, ex-boyfriend drama, and rental property mess.

I eat when I’m stressed.

Not good.

Seriously, is it really only Tuesday?

And an update on the dates over the weekend:

The Chubster is out, What’s in a Name still on, for now.

The Chubster just really rubbed me the wrong way on our date. He was late, which I can’t stand, I was there five minutes early not sure what his problem was. And I’m not being overly anal about it. He was late on the first date too, but I gave him a pass because DC traffic can be a bitch and he did call to let me know. But again, somehow I managed to make it on time.

So anyway, he was all antsy because there was a 30-minute wait, he tried to talk me into leaving (I was not) and going somewhere else (the town center), even though I just ordered a glass of wine. And it was Friday night, where wasn’t there going to be a wait? We stayed and we were seated right after I sipped, ok chugged, my refreshing glass of wine.

The next hour consisted of him coming off as cheap and old. Then the check came and he wanted to hop up immediately and go to—the town center (what is it with him and the town center?) and walk around. Not sure why we couldn’t sit at the table continue talking and enjoy the atmosphere of the restaurant he chose (a really cool Greek place!) but whatever, instead I went home.

Haven’t heard from him since. Hope I don’t.

I feel very blah towards What’s in a Name. He doesn’t say much but when he does it’s way too intense. Like, what’s your greatest wish?

Um, yeah, my greatest wish at this very moment is that you would tell me I look nice today because honestly I did put some effort into this, next time I won’t. Or wait, my greatest wish is that you were someone else…

And he only asks me out for Sunday afternoons. What’s up with that?

He’ll be out of town this weekend so I have some time to think about whether or not I’ll see him again. Who knows maybe he’ll do something incredibly charming in the next week and a half.

Don’t worry, I’m not holding my breath.



Alicia said...

man i do not miss the dating life, i forgot how stressful it was! i think we should just find mike from the bachelorette, slip him a few ruffies, and make him your love slave...that's just what i think...

beth said...

Thank god. It's friday. Enjoyed going through your article. Will enjoy wine tonight. Nice blog. Cheers to you and all wine lovers.