Since you looked at me... and also since my last date. Despite his name reminding me too much of what's his face, I was pretty excited about this guy. We had pretty good email banter back and forth and he was realllllllly cute in his pictures. He sets our date as a lunch date at Breadwinners. Yum. I arrive early and put our name on the list. I sit outside to enjoy the beautiful weather and hope to get a glimpse of this fella so I can silently judge and critique him before he sees me and starts jabbering away about God knows what.
I don't notice him until he walks up to me and says hello. "Hello." Awkward I don't know you, really, but we've been talking on emails hug ensues. Excellent. Chitter Chatter. I don't even know what we talk about because I'm too concerned with trying to figure out how his pictures looked so adorable and he... wait why would I agree to a date with a guy who is 5'6"?? I can't even wear heels! Luckily I was wearing sandals today, I'd hate to give him an inferiority complex about my towering height. If he's that off with his height... what other measurements is he bad at?!?
Meal was fine, waiter was creepy, conversation with Tim (as in Tiny?) is perfectly acceptable. I don't like where he went to college. He likes to play soccer. He's an only child... which is fine enough, but I kind of want a fella with siblings so that our children can grow up together and we can go on lovely family excursions... like to a dude ranch in Montana.
I'm learning so much about what I want in a man (and apparently that I make weird plans before date one). I never thought to put much thought in those kind of things aside from "I hope he's a man and I hope he has a big... heart and likes to open doors" because you know they say that fate likes to F with those people with too many expectations. "Ohhh you said tall and brown eyes? Mwaaahhaaaa short and no eyes biatch!"
So, whatever. Another notch in my online date belt. I will say I did just text him because I felt bad that I never responded to his last text last week, and he responded with "who is this?" Ouch. I guess he moved on, too. ;)
In other news, The President never emailed me. I guess this means we aren't getting one of those house divided flags? Seriously? What can I possibly have said that would make a dude not want to at least go on a second date?? I mean-I'm cute, I'm funny, I try to be charming... I might take a tape recorder along the next time to play back and figure out what exactly it is that is making this boys run for the hills.
Maybe I should heed everyone's advise "all the wrong ones are just getting you ready for the right one that is going to be your wonderful, perfect, amazing prince charming and will be everything you want him to be and... blah blah blah." If someone else says this to me after another first date that I don't really care too much about, I am going to punch them. I'm not over here wanting each of these guys to get down on one knee... but I wouldn't mind a little "movie watching" on the couch ;)
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