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Single With Benefits
I’m still here and yes, still single. This chick here has been quite busy over the holidays and am just now starting to get into the swing of things after ending the year trying to knock out some of my goals that I’d set which included the usual suspects such as: losing weight, saving money, traveling, meeting “him” and purchasing a home. The bad news is when it came to losing a couple of pounds and meeting him I failed, failed, failed. I got nothing, nada, zero, zilch to offer for either of those two major goals. The good news is that I hit two of the major ones out…
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Great First Dates
We might have a winner! We might have a winner! We might have a winner! In case the point isn’t being emphasized enough, I think we might have a winner so let’s just call him Winner! Last night’s date was a smashing success and even better, the feeling is mutual since we ended the night by texting each other pretty much the same thing and woke up texting nearly the same words as last night which – we were happy to have met, enjoyed the relaxed and open conversation an agreed how everything flowed effortlessly. Our chemistry was amazing and if you were looking over at our table while we…
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Too Pooped for Friday Meet Ups!
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. And now you’re on day five and like most people, have likely been fantasizing about this day arriving like crazy. No matter what, it always seems like the longest week ever, so when someone asks me on a date for the first time on a Friday night, I often cringe. Tired, achy feet, sore back, neck strain, needing a few extra hours of sleep, annoyed with almost everything traffic-related. I really just want to go home and strip off my bra, shoes and hair (you read right ) but noooooooo- I have a date that I’ve already committed to. Let me dig a little further. It’s …
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Hooray for Great First Dates!
He started things off the right way by only taking one look at my profile, sending me a decent introductory message that was far more creative than “Hello beautiful” or worse – “Hi”. It didn’t take twenty inbox chats later to know that we were both interested and after a few days here’s what I received: “Congratulations! You have successfully passed the grammar text and have graduated to the next level – here’s my number so give me a call sometime…” A smart ass who appreciates the importance of grammar and using the same type of snarky lines I’m used to dishing out? Oh yeah, this is definitely my kind…
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At Least it Was a Good One
No news isn’t necessarily good news when it comes to following up after a date, although I’m not sure what The Bully and I had was actually meant to be a real date. The crazy thing about men and women is the ability to send and receive mixed messages, so I’m not sure how this guy went from all eyes on me to…..nothing. Before we met up for dinner at a local spot, he seemed completely interested in redeeming himself from his immature antics way back when, trying to convince me that I had stumbled on a diamond in the rough of the OC. Our exchanges were pretty light-hearted yet still,…
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In a Good Place
Tout le monde souhaite trouver un remède à faible coût pour traiter de manière fiable le risque d’accident vasculaire cérébral dans la pharmacie à domicile en dessous de … Livraison rapide de la commande si vous avez payé par carte de crédit. Certains patients rapportent: La Confusion et l’amnésie; Déficience de mémoire; Allergicreactions La meilleure partie est que la plupart des effets indésirables peuvent commencer au début du traitement et disparaissent rapidement https://bmed.be/achat-lipitor.html. My search for a new home and a decent man seem to have a few things in common, since both have to do with distance and quality. I’m now entering into month two of trying to find a…
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Thinking Too Much?
Women think too much, we just do. Sometimes I wish I could reach in the back of my head and disconnect that plug that goes into my brain to prevent me from doing the very thing that sometimes seems to sabotage a few situations that could have been promising in the world of dating. Then again, thinking things out is good because you’re able to weed out the bullshit a lot sooner. Saturday night, I had yet another date with Hope and not only was it the fifth in the week that we’ve known each other; it was the first time we allowed ourselves to get a little more touchy-feely.…
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Great Date And Then…
Not much afterwards. I’m a little confused because I hear about men and women going on that first date and in their mind, having a really great time but then shit pretty much fizzles after that. It has happened to me and after about 3,047 dates, this is probably only the second time. A man doesn’t normally meet and spend time with me and not want to either call me moments after leaving each other, or asking when we’re getting together soon. But it did. Naturally, that inner voice is trying to replay the Sunday morning until afternoon date, looking for that place to press pause and dissect the scene. …
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One to Grow On
It’s a new day and my mind is doing far too much thinking about this dating situation with the latest candidate who I’m still hoping doesn’t end up becoming one of the hangovers. God knows there have been too many in a span of about five months, so while a lot of those good old feelings about a man that have been lying dormant have returned, there’s also a familiar feeling that isn’t so good. The dreaded feeling that my hopes for a positive outcome to my dating bliss thus far with Balance will soon begin to sour. I mentioned last week that Balance was an older man –…
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Saturday Twosome
“You’re gorgeous, converse well and basically – a complete package. Are you psycho or something?” This is what Mahalo asked me this afternoon, in between mimosas and a great seafood lunch. As much as I should probably be offended by this “What’s wrong, why are you single” question, it is more comical than anything because I hear it so often. “I’m fabulous indeed, but meet men who are either just not ready for me or are assholes” was my reply. I state nothing but the facts. Business is really booming right now in the dating department, and today’s outing was enjoyable. To think that the meeting of Mahalo almost didn’t…
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A Date With Love Jones
Who am I? I’ll be whatever you say But right now, I’m the sight raped hunter Blindly pursuing you as my prey And I wanna give you injections of sublime erections And get you to dance to my rhythm Make you dream archetypes, of black angels in flight Upon wings of distorted, contorted, metaphoric jism…. Excerpts from “A Blues for Nina”… It’s Friday and even though I feel as though I need tape to keep my eyelids open, I’m flying high from last night’s date. Weeknight outings are normally reserved for that someone who I may have already met, a man who makes sleep deprivation and crabbiness the following morning…
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The Score
There are two different ways on the best way to do this. zithromaxstore.org/. The first is to go to the neighborhood drug store.Two days of messaging online which led to me hearing “I need to hear the voice behind that amazing sense of humor and quirky writing style, please call me”. A four and a half hour telephone conversation which caused resulted in me struggling through the next day, operating on two and a half hours of sleep. The pillow and sun shade became my best friends as I tried to get in a nap at lunch. Instead, we talked the ENTIRE time and then some. I can’t emphasis enough…
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There’s just this one thing…
It’s about time I start having some good news to share so guess who had a nice date this weekend? Yes, it’s true. A nice sunny day, good eats and great conversation with plenty of laughter is how Second Chance and I enjoyed a Sunday afternoon. You know there’s always a story behind the naming of a hangover, so here’s how he received his. This wasn’t our first encounter as Second Chance had initially contacted me almost a month ago on POF, but he failed. Miserably. We’d exchanged numbers after a few messages back and forth online and as I said I would, made that first phone call and left…
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Five for Five
So I’ve just received the 2011 edition of the getting to know your friends e-mail and although I’m annoyed that the sender ignored all types of etiquette before sending the message such as cleaning it up first (I really don’t need to see everyone’s comments or all of the Fwd Fwd Fwd Fwd’s) nor did she use the Bcc line (always several people who hit “reply all”). Still , I actually like doing them and keep telling myself I’ll send one of those to a new hangover just for kicks. Anyway, a couple of weeks ago I’d come across someone’s blog who posted something called “Five for Five”; simple and…
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Fresh Meat
The Calm. Too Good To Be True. The Artist. Last week I began exchanging messages with a man who probably had one of the most detailed profiles I’ve encountered thus far and yes (gasp), one that was grammatically intact. If you’ve ever been able to read the words written by a person and feel like you have a pretty good idea what they’re about, this was one of those instances. I struggled with what I would call him and initially hinted that he would be “The Calm”, but that was before we met. His profile tells the world that he works hard and plays hard, about his interest in different…
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