November 25: Pre-T *Maybe I AM a Turkey! in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Nov. 25, 2009, midnight
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Hello, Darling Diary!

I’m having the hardest time getting an entry spit out this morning. I’m trying to figure out what to take to Mom and Dad’s for Turkey Day, and I know I’m not staying long, sooooooo….need to get some stuff done here as well, like clean up and write a blog entry, and things just aren’t moving smoothly.

I have a hacking cough now. I’m still blaming CC for this crap. I even told him so yesterday at our coffee date. I was awake most of the night with this annoying cough and I even drank 1/2 bottle of Nyquil + 50 Zicams, tea and Crystal Lite. I’m so annoyed.

Speaking of coffee date, I’m not so sure what to say. It was good. And then weird. And then okay. And then long. And then I just wanted it to be over. And then I liked him! What is wrong with my picker??

See, he came to my coffee shop and that was all fine and good. We had chai teas and talked for a while, and I really enjoyed it. Then he showed me some photos on his iphone and I was very impressed. He has an amazing eye! But then I stumbled across a nude, which I thought was cool, BUT! Then he had to tell me the story of how that nude got into his edited collection, and that was quite annoying and somewhat troubling. All he had to say was something like, this is part of a study that I was doing…or something along those lines. No. He had to tell me about how it was a girl he’d met on OKCUPID!!! WTF. Long, annoying story.

But, see. I kinda liked the rest of him. He’s an interesting man with interesting likes and hobbies and career, and I don’t know. I see huge blinking warning signs, but then I find him fascinating in a way.

I asked him about our first meeting. Remember, he seemed kind of off for some reason. He agreed and then told me it was because he was pretty blown away by me. I guess he didn’t expect, well…me, you know (and I’m not trying to be boastful or big-headed by any means)? He said that he’s usually much more easy going, but he didn’t expect that I would be someone that he was attracted to like this.

I mean, I get it. I’m always a dumbass in front of someone that I’m really attracted to. I tend to blow it with men I really want to like me! I’m special that way.

But he was much more comfortable during this meeting. He seemed to match his email persona much better.

We talked and talked so much that before we knew it, the Open Mic night show was happening, so we stayed to listen to some of the performers. They were actually GREAT (one in particular), and I ended up really enjoying myself.

So I don’t know. I don’t like several things he’s told me: the stripper thing, the nude photos, etc. But I like many other things. I don’t even know whether or not to give it one more try. I’m not wildly attracted. I’m very hesitant.

Bottom line, I hope my car turns out okay. This guy was CC’s recommendation, and it better be good. If not, I vow to NEVER see him again!

We ended with a sideways hug, if that tells you anything.

So. More introspection. I don’t know if that’s good or if it’s too much of a good thing or if it’s just plain pointless.

It’s a gorgeous day. I can’t wait to have my car back so I can put the top down, crank up the heat, and soak up some vitamin D while driving to my parents’ place.

More to say, but I have some things to do. Maybe I’ll peek back in here later.

Love and XOXs!

I may not be a turkey, but I’m close! Plus, I’m so ready for Thanksgiving! Gobble! Gobble!!

But wait! Maybe I AM a turkey! All I know is that I do the chicken dance, but I don’t think I’m a chicken…so, there you go. I’m declaring myself a chicken-dancing TURKEY!


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