I’m not sure if it’s the lack of the sleep, the new wrinkle I discovered or the constant chatter in my head but I couldn’t involve myself too much in this afternoons coffee date. I met Date 9 for a 4 pm coffee. Nice enough, well educated, good face BUT he was soooooo damn positive and happy that I wished I could have pulled an I Dream of Jeanie arm slap and head nod to make myself disappear back to my house for much needed R&R.
We did chat about the online dating world and (get this) he wants to do a little screen play or book on his dating experience, blah blah. I immediately perked up and asked him what he would do if he had a blog, etc….I listened, gave comments and all I wanted to do was blurt out: Too Late Happy Man, I Beat You To The Fuckin Punch.
I feel better now.
I’m in a rut today. Who wouldn’t be after being splashed head-to-toe by a passing car? I also had mixed feelings about our blog’s impromptu Facebook Fan Page announcement. Loved it, then was scared of it, then told people about it, then un-fanned it… Its one thing to step outside my comfort zone, which I really like doing occasionally, but its another to do it for 30 days documented on a blog with a Facebook FanPage. That’s a long time to be that uncomfortable, not to mention the dating, the emotions, the drugs, the revelations But GG you’re an awesome project manager, and no worries, I will not drop out – that would make me feel worse. Besides, Guy 30 has March 16 booked already (he was sooo into strategy, I loved it). And as GG coached today: “Ultimately, whatever is going to make you feel best should be done. Its Joe time- all about you!” Hmm, I think that’s part of the problem. Let’s make it about Guy 11, shall we?
Guy 11 and I first emailed way back in early February. We met today downtown near where he lives. I suggested we meet at Eleven City Diner – a place that I’d always wanted to try. G11 is Jewish (although I had forgotten that), and this Jewish deli has been getting raves since it opened. I absolutely wanted to meet G11 when I found out he was an upright bass player. For some reason that was so compelling to me – a musician, yeah! Plus I did well relationship-wise a couple years back with a different Jewish musician (hey! ). Although I had no attraction/spark for G11, we had a really good laugh realizing we had probably stumbled into each other through none other than…yes, the Jewish musician from a couple years ago. Those JM’s! And I’ve always wanted to go to a Purim blowout.
Having spent the afternoon eating and drinking with my cousins, I needed to come home and nap before date 3 with Guy 1. I quickly threw myself together in a vodka/nap haze….when in doubt ladies: a bold lip stain, 4 inch heels and a classy hair bun work every time. Guy 1 said I looked beautiful (just think if I had a proper shower?).
We headed over to a very cool, hip rooftop lounge in the Loop where we parked it on a comfy couch and proceeded to drink vodka (like I needed more to drink) and eat flat breads and olives. I have to say, Guy 1 was lookin’ extra good. He’s more shy than I initially thought, but in a cute sexy sort of way. As the night when on we talked about music, laughed about funny drunkin things we’ve done in the past and even started to talk about close friends/ family and our backgrounds. Guy 1 has/had a little bit of a bad boy streak…..
I really enjoy watching Guy 1 talk. He uses his hands (just like me) to explain things and he does this thing with his mouth that is really cute when he gets passionate about something. Makes me want to bite his lips, so I did. As the night went on we did move in closer to each other, flirting and stealing little kisses every once in awhile.