Since my last post ...
... a lot has happened.
Dating...
I have been on two dates within the last week, and they were just okay. The first guy I met is Greek medical student who has been in Dallas (and the country) for 3 years. He seems like a really nice guy but he got attached to me too soon, which worries me. We went out three days in a row, and each day he revealed a lot about his life and past relationships. It wasn't all bad ... but he being emotionally slutty; he pretty much suggested that I should move in with him on the second date, he wanted to take me on to see Mykonos, and he asked if I wanted to join him in Miami in January. If this was a movie it would be a match made in heaven ... but it's NOT. He wasn't creepy like Dennis because he seemed really genuine and earnest person, but there are some insecurities present as a result of his last relationship. When discussing his ex he began tearing up a bit and decided not to talk about him anymore ... but ended up talking about again on a number of occasions. It was a bit odd for me. But it wasn't as odd as him interviewing me for the position of co-parent of the child he plans on adopting. Even with all this, I still didn't find him creepy. Unfortunately (for him) I am not ready for what he is looking for. I will have to let him know this ... I just hope he doesn't cry. During one conversation he asked if I was in his league. How do you answer that without sounding conceited? I think I just brushed it off by saying "your fine." But I am starting to realize that answer could have been taken a a number of ways. Anyway ...
The second guy I went out with is also in the medical profession, as a nurse. There is nothing with a man being a nurse ... I'm just sayin'. He is originally from Missouri but lived in Arkansas for a number of years and as a result he has a wicked southern drawl. We met for dinner this past Tuesday at a restaurant that served Latin cuisine. I arrived late, of course, and a bit overdressed. I was coming from work so I was wearing a blue Gap sweater, black casual dress pants, and dress shoes; he was in a pair of jeans, a tight long sleeve t-shirt, and sneakers. We had a nice meal and conversed about a variety of things. I did not feel a connection with this guy initially, but we will hang out as friends and see what happens.
I have another date this coming week with (yes) another medical student sometime this week. I swear I don't seek out guys in the medical field, but this would be like the 7th medical/Ph.d doctor I've dated. Maybe I should date someone in the fast food industry or in construction instead? The date hasn't been confirmed yet because he is away for the holiday. More on that in a future post.
Michael and me update ...
This past Friday, I finally got out of bed around 11am to only receive a call from Michael. We talked, it was cool, and he wanted to know if I wanted to play tennis. I did. So we schedule to meet at his country club at 1:30pm. I showed up late -- do I even have to state that I am always late anymore? -- but he wasn't there yet. I waited for a couple of minutes and then he finally showed up. I was feeling like, "Yeah, we can be friends," until I saw him in shorts and I knew I was in trouble. I've always been leg guy (women and men) and he has a nice pair. They are not freakishly bodybuilder big, but they are muscular ... umm, where was I. We had a brief exchange before heading to our court at which point he beat me soundly: 6-3, 6-2, 6-0. But in my defense, I haven't played a lot in over a month due to illness.
After the match I told him how much he sucked for beating me, and then we heading to our cars. We ended up talking for like 15 minutes, but it was one of those conversation where you know have to leave but you just can't stop talking. When he remembered that he forgot the pictures from his trip to London and Portugal he said he would invite me over but his place was a mess. I didn't care, but I also don't invite people to my house when it is untidy ... so I understood. He asked me out to dinner that night or the next, so accepted and we were on our way.
I got a call a little after 8pm and I was in the beginning stages of cooking dinner for my roommate and me. Since I was making dinner he asked if I wanted to go out to some clubs later. I said yeah, and we made plans together around 11:45pm. We all met up around midnight (yes, I was late) and he was already imbibed on vodka tonics. Throughout the night he was getting really hands-y with me. I found it interesting because I think most people would sort of make a conscious effort not to do anything that could be misconstrued as something other than friendly. These were not friendly touches. For now, I will just attributed this to the consumed alcohol. I, of course, had Sprite and water throughout the night. We got split up later that night/morning and couldn't find each other so I went home around 3am.
I am not going to make any assumptions about this night, but I will say it was interesting. We have to get together alone, without alcohol, and see what happens. If things are a still unclear will have to hash these things out. With that said, I am not expecting much.
My life in general...
I haven't been up to much this weekend. I've been sleeping, a lot, and just been holding myself hostage at home. I was thinking about going shopping to take advantage of some of the sales, but I don't want to cut by a fellow consumer over some discounted merchandise. I will have to head to the mall sometime before Saturday to shop for outfit for a Holiday Party I am attending. The attire for that night is "classy casual," so I guess I can't wear my favorite jeans with the hole in the back pocket. I plan on wearing this brown Merino sweater from Banana Republic and a pink dress shirt underneath. I have been meaning to buy some brown shoes for a while, so I will check out Kenneth Cole and see what they have. I will post a photo of the outfit when it is complete for your approval. Because it is all about you people ... all 6 of you.
I have finally caught up on the past couple episodes of Lost, ER and Smallville. And they were some good episodes. I was kind of not feeling ER this season but the last 2 episodes has drawn me back in ... except for the Luka and Abby storyline. Why in the hell would she get back with him after he said that she "wasn't that pretty"? That is just crazy. And Serena William's "acting" was laughable ... but I did enjoy seeing her get impaled by some shrapnel after a building explosion. Schadenfreude, baby!
A special message from ...
... Tom Turkey.
I hope you all enjoyed your Turkey Day!
Later.
Dating...
I have been on two dates within the last week, and they were just okay. The first guy I met is Greek medical student who has been in Dallas (and the country) for 3 years. He seems like a really nice guy but he got attached to me too soon, which worries me. We went out three days in a row, and each day he revealed a lot about his life and past relationships. It wasn't all bad ... but he being emotionally slutty; he pretty much suggested that I should move in with him on the second date, he wanted to take me on to see Mykonos, and he asked if I wanted to join him in Miami in January. If this was a movie it would be a match made in heaven ... but it's NOT. He wasn't creepy like Dennis because he seemed really genuine and earnest person, but there are some insecurities present as a result of his last relationship. When discussing his ex he began tearing up a bit and decided not to talk about him anymore ... but ended up talking about again on a number of occasions. It was a bit odd for me. But it wasn't as odd as him interviewing me for the position of co-parent of the child he plans on adopting. Even with all this, I still didn't find him creepy. Unfortunately (for him) I am not ready for what he is looking for. I will have to let him know this ... I just hope he doesn't cry. During one conversation he asked if I was in his league. How do you answer that without sounding conceited? I think I just brushed it off by saying "your fine." But I am starting to realize that answer could have been taken a a number of ways. Anyway ...
The second guy I went out with is also in the medical profession, as a nurse. There is nothing with a man being a nurse ... I'm just sayin'. He is originally from Missouri but lived in Arkansas for a number of years and as a result he has a wicked southern drawl. We met for dinner this past Tuesday at a restaurant that served Latin cuisine. I arrived late, of course, and a bit overdressed. I was coming from work so I was wearing a blue Gap sweater, black casual dress pants, and dress shoes; he was in a pair of jeans, a tight long sleeve t-shirt, and sneakers. We had a nice meal and conversed about a variety of things. I did not feel a connection with this guy initially, but we will hang out as friends and see what happens.
I have another date this coming week with (yes) another medical student sometime this week. I swear I don't seek out guys in the medical field, but this would be like the 7th medical/Ph.d doctor I've dated. Maybe I should date someone in the fast food industry or in construction instead? The date hasn't been confirmed yet because he is away for the holiday. More on that in a future post.
Michael and me update ...
This past Friday, I finally got out of bed around 11am to only receive a call from Michael. We talked, it was cool, and he wanted to know if I wanted to play tennis. I did. So we schedule to meet at his country club at 1:30pm. I showed up late -- do I even have to state that I am always late anymore? -- but he wasn't there yet. I waited for a couple of minutes and then he finally showed up. I was feeling like, "Yeah, we can be friends," until I saw him in shorts and I knew I was in trouble. I've always been leg guy (women and men) and he has a nice pair. They are not freakishly bodybuilder big, but they are muscular ... umm, where was I. We had a brief exchange before heading to our court at which point he beat me soundly: 6-3, 6-2, 6-0. But in my defense, I haven't played a lot in over a month due to illness.
After the match I told him how much he sucked for beating me, and then we heading to our cars. We ended up talking for like 15 minutes, but it was one of those conversation where you know have to leave but you just can't stop talking. When he remembered that he forgot the pictures from his trip to London and Portugal he said he would invite me over but his place was a mess. I didn't care, but I also don't invite people to my house when it is untidy ... so I understood. He asked me out to dinner that night or the next, so accepted and we were on our way.
I got a call a little after 8pm and I was in the beginning stages of cooking dinner for my roommate and me. Since I was making dinner he asked if I wanted to go out to some clubs later. I said yeah, and we made plans together around 11:45pm. We all met up around midnight (yes, I was late) and he was already imbibed on vodka tonics. Throughout the night he was getting really hands-y with me. I found it interesting because I think most people would sort of make a conscious effort not to do anything that could be misconstrued as something other than friendly. These were not friendly touches. For now, I will just attributed this to the consumed alcohol. I, of course, had Sprite and water throughout the night. We got split up later that night/morning and couldn't find each other so I went home around 3am.
I am not going to make any assumptions about this night, but I will say it was interesting. We have to get together alone, without alcohol, and see what happens. If things are a still unclear will have to hash these things out. With that said, I am not expecting much.
My life in general...
I haven't been up to much this weekend. I've been sleeping, a lot, and just been holding myself hostage at home. I was thinking about going shopping to take advantage of some of the sales, but I don't want to cut by a fellow consumer over some discounted merchandise. I will have to head to the mall sometime before Saturday to shop for outfit for a Holiday Party I am attending. The attire for that night is "classy casual," so I guess I can't wear my favorite jeans with the hole in the back pocket. I plan on wearing this brown Merino sweater from Banana Republic and a pink dress shirt underneath. I have been meaning to buy some brown shoes for a while, so I will check out Kenneth Cole and see what they have. I will post a photo of the outfit when it is complete for your approval. Because it is all about you people ... all 6 of you.
I have finally caught up on the past couple episodes of Lost, ER and Smallville. And they were some good episodes. I was kind of not feeling ER this season but the last 2 episodes has drawn me back in ... except for the Luka and Abby storyline. Why in the hell would she get back with him after he said that she "wasn't that pretty"? That is just crazy. And Serena William's "acting" was laughable ... but I did enjoy seeing her get impaled by some shrapnel after a building explosion. Schadenfreude, baby!
A special message from ...
... Tom Turkey.
I hope you all enjoyed your Turkey Day!
Later.
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