Mid-Week Rambling

I just had a pretty fabulous date!

Since these experiences where you’re not ending a date with some reservation such as “He’s cool, but…” are rare, I’m cautiously optimistic.

On the Carmen Datemeter Scale, I rate this one a 9 and the fact that he was allowed to get a quick peck at the end, says a lot.

Ah….feelings of sheer delight when the person you meet from online LOOKS like their photos (and even looks better in person), ACTS how their profile depicts them, and has an amazing since of humor.

What shall I call him? Hmm. Normally, a future hangover’s name is assigned during or after that first conversation.

I’ll have to think of this one tonight, but finally – a great date without any of those negative after thoughts or bad feelings. I deserve it, that’s for damn sure.

Now off to bed I go as I’ve got a busy day ahead of me. There are several prospects under review right now and a pesky one that needs to be eliminated and deleted.

The deletion will be for Enron. I should not have agreed to his “can we be friends” plea, and I can already see this isn’t going to work. Needy people will never be satisfied with anything less than a relationship, that’s just the way they are.

There’s a new one who seems interesting and has one of the most tantalizing voices yet (I’m talking moisten panties kind of voice). Mahalo is originally from Hawaii, so I figure the name is fitting and we need to plan our first date for the weekend. The hope for anything diminished and I think I even sucked my teeth upon learning that he spends 50% of his time in this area, but actually lives in the San Diego area. There probably won’t be any real effort on my end for obvious reasons, but I LOVE the area so I’ll give it a go.

Lastly and definitely least, there’s a new one who is interested in this brown sugar, but his pseudonym matches a little too well with his behavior – I’ll have to share a few tidbits about Rain man.

That’s all for now and again- yay me! Great date.

Until there’s a cure…

Carmen Jones

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  1. That’s great Carmen – glad to hear it! I know it’s just one date so far but then everything’s got to start somewhere. Maybe his lack of a “hangover” name so far can be a sign that maybe he doesn’t have to end up being a hangover…? But either way, congrats.

    1. I thought that him not having a name was a good sign as well, but with this being day two and I haven’t heard from him, there are a few hangover nicknames in draft mode.

  2. Go to the light, go to the light! Hey C, I agree with Matt; it’s about damn time and maybe you’ve stumbled on a good one because lord know, Broke Boo’s and Enron’s and Foo Foo’s aren’t worth your time.

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