That's Just the PMS Talking

Um, it would seem that I *totally* jumped the gun as far as Ted is concerned.

I know, I know. But all the signs seemed to be there.

He called tonight and isn't blowing me off. He apologized twice for not having been in touch. He also said he had missed talking to me all week and had felt bad.

(Still hearing the infinite wisdom of He's Just Not That Into You) BUT what can I say? I believe him. Yep, because I want to.

This is why I get my little heart smashed, because I do believe stuff like this.

He and I are spending a fun-filled weekend in Memphis beginning Saturday morning bright and early. Tentative plans are to meet at the hotel (separate rooms, I know what you people are thinking but no) then on to Mud Island, the Gibson Guitar Factory, Beale Street - B.B. King's in particular, Peabody Hotel to watch the ducks. I like Memphis and it's been a long time since I've done all this so I'm looking forward to that.

But also, I'm hoping to get more of a feel for what's going on here. Not, apparently, that I'm intuitive. Like at all. But still.

Wish me luck!

What Is Up With This?

You know, boys and girls. I don’t get it.

I’m discovering a pattern and I ain’t liking it a bit. See, guy finds me online. We exchange witty banter, discover things in common and the like. He suggests a phone call. I agree. Actual conversation goes spendidly. More emailing ensues, generally with his telling me how wonderful I am and how he can’t wait to meet me. So we meet.

And then that’s when everything goes to shit. Communications become a little, shall we say, stilted. Polite. Perhaps forced. Certainly more sporadic. Clearly, interest is waning. I’m not all that but I’m not hideous, either, and my personality hasn’t changed so this, I don’t get.

So does this have something to do with the whole hunter instinct? As in, after the prey (me) is no longer demurring over talking on the phone or meeting but seemingly agreeable to getting together again, then interest wanes because he doesn’t have to work for it anymore? Because I’m not alluring or mysterious anymore?

What a load of bullshit. If that’s the case, I don’t need these weak mealy-mouthed lame ass guys anyway. Geez.

My point, and I do have one, is that Ted, who I found to be most wonderful the weekend before last (you can read all about it below – try not to gag) appears to be blowing me off although we have plans for this weekend. (Does this remind anyone else of The Sheriff? ‘Cuz it does me.)

Anyhoo. Basically, from last Tuesday on, communications have waaaaay slowed. I got a very polite email from him mid week which said, among other things, that he may have to work next weekend and wasn’t sure would that mean for our plans.

In and of itself, nothing wrong there. Except the tone? That was totally the same tone I used when blowing off The Playa – polite, non committal, and ooops, oh, those plans we made? Yeah, not gonna happen.

But then Saturday when he called, he said he did not have to work and was in fact looking forward to seeing me.

BUT THEN (can this be the longest, most boring blog post EVER) I haven’t heard from him sense. I sent him a text message yesterday, as Sunday night I finished a book he had recommended (The Talisman by Stephen King – incredible book, by the way) and mentioned that to him. And, um, I haven’t heard back from him. Like, still haven’t.

I’m disappointed because I liked him. Thought he was way cool. And, honestly, got the impression he felt the same way about me. But what the heck do I know.

All in all, maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t rush to cancel my match.com subscriptions and to tell the fellows from these places that I’ve “met someone,” blah, blah, blah.

The words from that terrible book, He’s Just Not That Into You, keep ringing in my ears: If a guy wants to get in touch with you, he will. He will never be too busy, too tired, too whatever, if he’s into you.

Speaking of Beer

I am looking forward to drinking one or two (or five) tonight with my dear friend from Oxford whilst my phone is not ringing, my inbox is not receiving messages, AND my cell phone is not receiving text messages.

Dammit.

Here's hoping I'll have some good news to report in my next post.

Actually, I'm More of a Miller Lite Gal

You Are Bud Light

You're not fussy when it comes to beer. If someone hands it to you, you'll drink it.In fact, you don't understand beer snobbery at all. It all tastes the same once you're drunk!You're an enthusiastic drinker, and you can often be found at your neighborhood bar.You're pretty good at holding your liquor too - you've had lots of experience.

What's" Your Beer Personality?

Playing Coy

For those of you who don't know, I had a date with Ted from Arkansas Saturday.

And it went wonderfully. He's a smart, interesting guy. I like the way he looks at things.

Like the looks of him, too, as far as that goes.

We spent the entire day together, nearly 11 hours; not bad for a first date.

He called when I was almost home, to check to see if I had gotten there okay. So we know he's not like A is for Asshole from last month. We know this because less than two hours after the date, I'd already heard from him, whereas Craig Who Is Dead To Me (the Asshole) assured me I'd hear from him the next day, and, well, folks, still haven't heard from him, which is why he's dead to me.

But back to Ted, who, trust me, is much more worthy of our attention...we have plans to get together next weekend.

I know I'm being so vague but I like this guy (don't worry, not in a head-over-heels kind of way) and feel weird blurting out every last thought and feeling I have about him.

In other news, The Playa is becoming seemingly distressed because I haven't emailed and Instant Messaged him much lately. I've been distracted, and truth be told, the interest in him took a serious nosedive after the date Saturday.

The Russian I haven't talked to much, either. He weirded me out just a little (I don't know why) wanting to meet.

My question for you, boys and girls, is do I keep corresponding with these guys? I'm not feeling much interest in them. Which I know is dangerously close to putting all my eggs in one basket. And I know from past experiences that's not a good idea. So should I fake it? What do you think?

Lunch Date

So I had a lunch date yesterday. Kind of.

See, I met this guy online, let's call him the Farmer, because he, well, farms for a living. Anyway. We exchanged two or three okay-like emails, no big connection or meeting of the minds or anything.

Out of nowhere, he sends one last week saying he just wanted me to know that he'd met someone and was kind of seeing her. Um, okay. ??? But that he still would like to meet me so we could be friends. This is okay, sounds cool and I tell him that. I get an email back from him pretty quickly saying that actually, he'll be in the town where I work the very next day so how about lunch. Again, um, okay.

Yesterday was the day. It went fine. He is a nice guy, seems smart but there wasn't much spark there. Maybe because he seems so much older than me? I'm not sure. I'd hate to be that superficial, but there ya go. He mentioned the girlfriend only once, so I'm not sure about all that.

In other news, The Playa has been complaining, basically since we started communicating b/c he didn't have enough pictures of me. Tuesday I received via overnight UPS his freaking digital camera. That's kind of weird, don't you think? He told me was going to send it. I thought he was joking. But nope. I guess he's expecting some x-rated glamour shots and boy is he going to be disappointed. Besides, setting up a camera, timer, putting on makeup, selecting a flattering outfit, and taking pictures of myself is way down on my priority list.

The Sheriff Rides Off Into the Sunset

So it seems anyway. I haven't heard from him in, I don't know, a week or so. I still stand by my original assessment that he's a nice guy and a hot one, too. I feel like he'll be someone who I could go to for man advice. Or call if I had a flat tire while I was in the fair city where he lives, which I visit pretty often.

CyberGuy called yesterday afternoon. However, I was on the phone with another guy (ha!) so I didn't answer it. I haven't called him back yet. I talked to him *last* Sunday and he said then he'd call or email soon and soon to me is in a day or two, not a week. Maybe I'm being too nit-picky. I don't know if I'll call him back or not. I may email him later this week, I don't know.

And good grief do I have other updates for you. But it may take me a while to write it. Stay tuned!

Non-Update

The news is that there really isn't any news to speak of. Not really, anyway.

Not real sure what's going on with the Sheriff, but I think the thrill is gone. Honestly, he seemed way more interested in me before we actually met. Not sure what that says about me...

If I email him, he'll respond and all, but we're both being very polite and I don't know. I think I have a new friend, which is great, but our dating days are behind us.

I'm all over this online dating thing, though. If someone emails me, if they can spell halfway decently and look even okay, I respond. I mean, why not? Currently, I am an email pen pal to a former Ukrainian (sp?) who lives in Memphis and works in IT (My Russian), a sweetie of a guy in Arksansas (he's too sweet to ridicule with a nickname just yet), and yet another guy in northwestern Arkansas (The Playa) who is a big ole flirt, but that's okay - it's great for my ego.

Wait, I do have a CyberGuy update. He emailed me Friday, I responded and he suggested I call him over the weekend if I wanted to talk. So I gave him a call Sunday afternoon. It was a pleasant enough conversation. We didn't have all that much to talk about, except his surgery and recovery, and frankly, after two detailed emails about it, I've heard *all* I need to hear. He didn't spend all that much time asking about me and the last thing I need is another self-absorbed man in my life. We'll play it by ear but I'm not holding my breath for great things to develop from it.