How Naked Are We Gonna Get? in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

Interesting weekend.

Not quite sure where to start? Perhaps the RAD? Yes, they just keep on coming!!

This one just popped up as I was closing out the others. Dammit. He was interesting looking in his photos, and his profile was pretty well thought out. I just figure, why miss an opportunity?

Name: Bradford (real name, I like!)

Age: 47

Relationship Status: Divorced, 2 kids, just out of LTR… (ugh)

Occupation: Well, the only thing I really got out of our conversation was that he is a street musician…plus something else part time? I really didn’t get that out of him.

Length of Date: 3 hours

What We Did: Coffee at the coffee shop in my building. It was really hot outside, so we drank frozen drinks (which I rarely drink, but mmmmmmm! Green Tea/Chai frozen something or other was such a decadent treat!) and talked and talked until I was uncomfortable. Then we went to the parking lot where he played his guitar for me before saying goodbye.

He Wore: Black Harley Davidson t-shirt (huh?), Levis—relaxed fit stonewashed, black square-toed boots. His hair, which was short(er) in his pictures was wet and tied back into a ponytail.

I Wore: Black crepe strapless dress—super cute and summery! Braided black belt, kitten-heeled black sandals, silver jewelry—lots of bracelets and my cute charm ring.

First Impressions: If you look past the biker get-up, he’s very handsome. He his amazing bone structure and GORGEOUS blue eyes…friendly smile, etc. He’s tall and that’s nice, but he was very nervous and seemed completely intimidated by me. I get a weird feeling when the first thing a guy says is (before I’ve even said a word), “This is my first date on this site and I want to pull my profile right now!!”

Convo: Decent. I don’t know. He was really nice and friendly and all. He wanted to tell me stories, and that’s GREAT, but they were so convoluted I couldn’t even follow them. He had spent the last two years in Australia (followed a girlfriend), and told stories of Adelaide and how he made money playing guitar on the streets, etc. But it sounds like he’s used to being a kept man. He is close to his kids now, but it sounds like that’s a very new development. He was really nice to me and listened politely to me, but he was overly nice and overly excited to start our relationship immediately!

High Point: When the owner of the coffee shop came over and started talking with us (she’s very, VERY cool), and she was so cute…told us that we made a beautiful couple, and we laughed and said that we were just meeting at that moment. We laughed, and that was the best part of the whole conversation.

Low Point: What I thought was going to be a high point, him playing guitar for me, ended up being weird. He made me believe that he was an amazingly excellent player, and yet, when we went outside to get his guitar and he got going, he was not very good…I mean, he was okay…but his guitar was out of tune and he was singing to me and forgot words and, gah, it was just so uncomfortable! And the worst thing was that people were walking by and I was just sitting there with him. It looked like an impromptu street show! Awkward!

How It Ended: We said our goodbyes, and he again made it very clear that he was ready to ditch the whole website because he was ready to instantly be my boyfriend. He told me over and over again that he wanted to see me, but that it was completely my decision, and I wouldn’t give him an answer one way or another. I mean, shouldn’t that be a clue??

Chances I’ll See Him Again: I’m praying that he’s not a stalker, but since I was stupid enough to let him know that I live in the same building where we met and the shop owner invited him back for open mic night…I think the chances of seeing him again are pretty high. Yikes.

He has since called, sent texts, and a few lonnnnnnggggg email stories that are sweet but freaking me out. I sent him an email that gently told him thanks but no thanks, but I don’t think he got the subtle message. I’m afriad I’m going to have to be more direct with him.

UGH!!

After that, I had dinner plans with K. I’m a little frustrated with him for various reasons, but that didn’t stop me from going to his place for dinner, now did it? Damn, he’s such a good cook! And it’s so funny…as frustrated as I am with him, every time I see him I can’t help but feel this crazy chemistry!! He is really attractive to me. Not only that, he TURNS ME ON like crazy!! What the hell is that?? I don’t really understand it.

I mean, I know it’s possible to not really be that into someone and yet be wildly attracted to him/her, right?

Bottom line is, I think he could possibly be my rebound. In fact, I sort of even told him that on Saturday morning!

That’s right. Read between the lines.

Oh hell. I have no idea what I’m doing, and yet I do.

Better go. Stuff to do!