Match #1

So the only ex-boyfriend I had ever really talked about marriage with just got married last Saturday. As did another guy I dated. And today would have been my one year anniversary with the most recent ex-boyfriend. Needless to say, I'm feeling awesome.

Started a new dating site. It's more laid back and so far, much better. I joined last Wednesday and had dates lined up for the weekend. One Sunday brunch and one Sunday evening. I don't think there's any policy against doubling up. After all, I've learned not to give my prime time weekend time (Friday night, Saturday day, or Saturday night) to a random dude that you may not hit it off with. This online dating wisdom comes with time. And lessons learned the hard way. Like being stuck with homeslice on a Friday night when every last thing he does and says gets on your nerves.

Match #1 was a bust. He was nice, but too eager. It really creeps me out when guys have complete sections of my profile memorized. Like "I should've remembered you like pepper on everything from your profile" or "I really liked the part on your profile where..." Okay buddy, some things are best kept to ourselves. I had a bloody mary as I listened to him talk and talk and talk about himself. Thanks to the heavens for that bloody. Would've had another but knew I had a lot of grading to do when I got home. So then we grabbed an appetizer at another venue. The highlights of the conversation here included the fact that he tried to refinance his home and couldn't get approved because he spent so much money on food and drinks. He also specifically mentioned the interest rate he was able to get. Wow. Could you tell me that story again? Please?

He offered to walk me to my car. I told him he didn't need to, but he insisted. The whole walk there, I thought of how I was going to tell overeager beaver that I didn't feel a connection. And then, with an awkward goodbye pat-pat-on-the-back hug, I said "well, maybe I'll talk to you at some other junction."

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.