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A Different Kind of Meet Up

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It has been almost a week since I made the connection that Out of Sight was nothing more than a window shopper of sorts; interested in trying but had no intentions of buying.  I feel a little duped because he should have clearly and directly told me he wasn’t interested in a relationship.   Not that I was looking for it to happen now, but this dude’s revelations from a week ago showed me he had no intentions.   Period.

Damn shame I tell you, because I was really feeling him and….

Oh well.  Fuck it.

No time to dwell on that situation so instead, I’ll share a little of what the week has been like in my dealings with these complicated specimens.

The online dating scene is pretty dry, same old stuff and yet another girlfriend has thrown up her hands and said “I’m done, it’s hopeless to find a decent man…”  I’m getting closer and closer to doing the same, and have had several men from my past  attempt to reconnect with me.

Isn’t it funny how people seem to resurface when you’re  either with someone or trying to work on a new situation?   Normally that’s the case, but one man I can’t really call a hangover has popped up at a time when I’m completely single and free to mingle.

I can’t even recall what his pseudonym was but let me just say that he stands out in my memory because he was that texted me with some “I’m off the market now, I’ve decided to try again and proposed to my ex” shit while I was laying in bed next to Rescue having the “I want you Carmen, these men have got to go…” talk.

Obviously,  his may-as-well-marry-her plan went just as well as my I-love-you-to-pieces-and-we-will-make-it-work-this-time with Rescue had gone.

We’ve talked quite a bit this week, talking about our physical fitness goals, career plans and we might be planning to attend a food fight outing.  Basicslly, just getting reacquainted.   So for our first outing after not having seen each other for two years- the park to relax and…. feed the ducks.

Yep,  the ducks- quack quack.

It’s an absolutely gorgeous day outside and I like the fact that he suggested something different, a meet up that requires minimal effort.  After the week I’ve had this is exactly what I need.

So away I go….

Enjoy your weekend lovelies while I deal with getting over this hangover.

Carmen Jones

Hangover - a let down following great excitement or excess. Wow. This one sentence describes nearly all of my dating and relationship experiences! I'm a 30 year-old woman muddling through the Los Angeles dating scene and yes - Believe all that you've heard about the screwed up men and women in La-La Land. This blog is of my actual experiences that will either make you chuckle, laugh out loud or maybe say "aw.....". If your dating hangovers seem worse than the next person's, read on, post a comment and enjoy! Carmen

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