In Other News

Some Quick Updates:

I had coffee with #1 yesterday.  I "hit him up on text" as he requested, even though I didn't really want to.  I'd like to be pursued by an old-fashioned gentleman who sends flowers and can't live without me.  But sometimes I feel like that may be an extinct species, and I convince myself to give these non-committal, modern-mannered texters another shot.  Well, I should have saved myself the trouble.  It was so blah.  He is cute!  And has cool interests, and we have things in common.  But for some reason, there was nothing there, for either of us.  I could literally see him losing interest in me.  And that is not a cute feeling.  And I've said it before, but I think I need to remind myself that I hate day dating.  Not enough can be said about the virtues of flattering lighting and alcohol.

Date #2 with Red Pants was last Thursday.  It was supposed to be on Tuesday, but I got really sick and had to cancel.  I wasn't really operating at 100% on Thursday either, but I was feeling guilty about canceling and decided to go.  Maybe it was the sniffles, but our chemistry wasn't quite what it had been on our first date.  Or perhaps it was the fact that he said "I'm needy"over the salad.  Yup.  I put down my wine glass and asked him to repeat it, because that was a first for me.  He told me that he was needy and affectionate, and really likes to be in constant contact with who he is seeing so he can feel sure that she likes him. Uh-huh.  I think I was on a date with a girl.  Add in the fact that I was forced to lead the conversation, and it's no wonder something was off.  We didn't kiss due to my cold.  My instincts are telling me it was an off night for both of us, and I'm giving it another shot tomorrow night.

And in other funny news, I also have a date on Friday night.  This new guy coincidentally chose the same restaurant as RP.  Which also happens to be across the street from my work, so the bartenders kinda know me.  Oh well, I'm happy to entertain...