Gone Fishing Again

Dear Anyone,


As I mentioned before, I've decided to try the dating website thing, and so last night I went on another 'date' with another guy, Rusty, who I got chatting to. This outing was a little.... strange.

We started chatting via the website, then I gave him my instant messenger details and we communicated on there. I didn't give him my number the first time he asked, because it was too early for that, but I decided to after a little while. He's cute looking, easier to chat with than Fisher, drives (which is good, because he doesn't live that close to me) and generally I thought he seemed cool.


Two days ago he text me and asked if I would like to go out, before he goes on holiday, so I said yes, and we agreed on meeting for drinks in Brixton at 8pm the next day. I was actually looking forward to it a little bit, because I was intrigued. So, yesterday evening I called him to ask where we should meet, and he asked if I would be able to go a bit further than Brixton, because he thought he would be there all day, but what he had been doing had finished early. I didn't mind too much, since we agreed to meet in Colliers Wood which is in the middle of our two areas. I was about 15 minutes late, and he was already waiting at the tube station when I arrived. He recognised me straight away and gave me a hug, but I could tell by the way he was dressed that we might not be doing what we had planned. He was wearing a blue jogging top and red jogging bottoms - not really a bar outfit... I asked him where we would be going, because the area isn't much of a social one, and that's when he told me that he's a bit financially challenged at the moment, as he had just moved to a new flat and purchased an expensive bed, as well as being in-between jobs at the moment, so he didn't want to go to a bar and make a fool of himself. But, he added, he had drinks back at his place where he wouldn't be able to make a fool of himself. As you can imagine, that was not on my agenda and I told him as such, so he suggested that we go for a drive instead, which we did. I think he was a bit embarassed that the passenger side door couldn't open, due to a little car accident he said he was in a few days ago, so I had to sit at the back while he drove. To anyone looking from the outside, it would seem as though I was in a cab. The conversation was cool though, we didn't struggle to chat and it wasn't awkward, unlike with Fisher. He said he was driving back to his place to get his jacket, and it took about 20 mins or so. I waited in the car while he went up, and when he came back about five minutes later he asked me where I would want to catch the train home from, so I told him I would rather get the bus from Wimbledon, because it would take me straight home.

He started driving again and we ended up in Wimbledon, and he told me that he would come and wait for my bus with me, which made me think Ok, I guess I'm going home now then. We sat in the car for about 15 mins more, chatting about America, starsigns, and other things I can't really remember right now. Then we got out of the car and made our way to the bus stop which was across the road. He actually had to run to catch the bus for me, because it arrived that quickly. So we hugged, he kissed me on the cheek, and I got on. That was it. The total time from when I met up with him to when I got on the bus was about an hour.

Here's what I think happened: He never actually intended for us to go to a bar. I think he had planned for me to go to his place, and when I declined he didn't actually have a Plan B, which is why it wasn't really a date, more like just a 'meet up.' He wasn't really prepared, and I wouldn't have thought anything of it if he hadn't made it seem like we were going out for drinks. He sent me a message today apologising for the evening, and hoped it didn't put me off meeting him again. He also said he had been hoping for a kiss on the lips! When exactly would that have happened??? If I do see him again, I would rather it be when he gets back from his trip and is a bit more settled, where we can at least go and chill and chat somewhere - not his place, I ain't no hussy! He seems like a nice, sweet guy, definitely attractive, but I'm not in a rush so I hope he isn't either.

The search continues...

Dawn of a New Decade

Dear Anyone,


2010 eh? Can you believe it? It has been a whole decade since the world was supposed to shut down due to the Millennium Bug. A whole ten years ago! And I remember the year 2000 so well. I was extremely unemployed after finishing university, and I became depressed, and did plenty of courses to try and stay relevant. Wow... the old days. In 10 years time I'll be 42... SO MUCH NEEDS TO HAPPEN IN THAT TIME! A career, marriage and two kids at least.

I haven't actually set any goals for myself this year, I don't feel like I can be bothered. I know what I'd like to do, and I'll do what I can to make them happen, but right now the whole new year's resolution thing is a bit tiresome to me. I'm definitely not doing that "this is going to be my year" nonsense either. Apparently it's been my year for the past 10 years - I should be running around giddy in Exstatic-Land!

I do think I'm a lot more proactive nowadays, however. Maybe not as much as I should be in terms of finding a new 9-5, but I am with the freelance writing, and definitely in playing in the field of Find a Boyfriend. I just don't want to play that field for too long, I want to hit a home-run and go and celebrate!

Hopefully this year will be a good one, and it will be as soon as I find a well-paying gig that will lead to everything else falling into place.