Well hello, dear readers. I know, long time no post. I’ve been busy with the holidays and work and blah blah blah. Also, let’s be honest, I haven’t really been jones’n to log on to ol’ match.com and see what gems await me, as I have been otherwise occupied with one particular Gem (yeah, capital G). That said…we are in no way “official” (to be jr. high about it), or exclusive, and haven’t DTR’d (barf), so I’ve forced myself to do what every other (quasi?) single lady would do: continue dating just for the hell of it. For the sake of efficiency (hey, I had a free night and a cute outfit, don’t hate) I went out with two guys…in one night. Didn’t think I had it in me, huh?
Numero Uno: I returned to what is quickly becoming my blind date spot (the wait staff probably thinks I am a serial dater, or worse...). It’s laid back, has great beer (a plus), and is within walking distance of my house (a must for the carless wonder that I am). My date (I’ll call him Mr. Nice) was waiting for me and we commenced what was a very nice date. He’s a good conversationalist, and a seemingly genuine guy. All that said, and as is evidenced by his name, there wasn’t a spark at all. Really NICE, just not for me.
Vital stats:
I wore: skinny jeans, menswear striped shirt, grey flats, and a fur coat for kicks ;)
He wore: a bad Ed Hardy-esque shirt (although he wasn’t the typical Ed Hardy wearer…you know who you are), jeans.
Location: Hilltop Alehouse
Random fact: he has a nose ring, which I actually like
Rate: 6 out of 10. But no, I won’t be going out with him again.
On to the next!
Fast forward two hours: I arrive at the Elysian in Tangletown (had to borrow the roommate’s car for this one, as well as explain where Tangletown actually was…). The Chef is waiting for me, and we hug upon arrival (NOT something I usually do. I’m not really a hugger of strangers). We start chatting and laughing and conversation is flowing… but again, I just wasn’t into it. Really great, good looking guy – and a chef no less! But…no dice.
Vital stats:
I wore: see above.
He wore: a nice Solomon zip up, good jeans
Location: Elysian
Random fact: he is a fan of Twilight (yeah, go swoon, Georgina)
Rate: 7 out of 10. …And no, I won’t be going out with him again.
I was supposed to have a phone date the other night (again, barf) but decided against it. I was forcing myself to make the call, which if you think about it, is a waste of his and my time. I’ll be honest – I have no desire to pursue anything with other men at this point.
So, until next time… or at least until someone else catches my eye.
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