Yeah well. After what I thought was a spectacular date, I sent an e-mail to MM thanking him for the great time and telling him that I had a lot of fun with him (except for the part where I fell down the stairs). And for the first time since our little e-mail tete-a-tete began, he hasnt written back. Im not going to get too worked up over it. If nothing comes of this, Ill be bummed and it will only solidify this complex Ive been feeling coming on for a while now, but it wont be the end of the world. It never is. Im used to it at this point. I just wish I knew what I was doing wrong so that I could stop doing it or at least work on it! Im obviously oblivious. * sigh *
Well I did have that speed dating thing on Friday night. I was kinda hoping I wouldnt even have to write about it. Odd, odd evening. As is the norm, I felt strange about it to begin with. Its so forced and sometimes horribly uncomfortable. It reminds me of elementary school you know, those few weeks when they teach dancing and the guys have to rotate from partner to partner. And normally the guys are all cootie infested. But every now and then a boy comes along and you begin to have fun and loosen up and start laughing and enjoying. And all too soon, its over. And the next smelly guy with scaly hands has rotated into your partner position.
There were four guys out of 23 that didnt creep me out.
And one of them wasnt even playing! He was working for the speed dating service, helping out where needed. He even filled in for a guy who didnt show so that there wouldnt be any empty chairs. Of course, he was the best looking guy there. And of course, because he wasnt one of the players, I felt fine telling him so. And of course, he was flattered and thought I was hitting on him (I WASNT! I was just trying to lighten up my sucky mood). Long story short, he asked me if I wanted to stay afterwards and bowl with him (the party was held at one of those fun centers that has bowling and miniature golf and paintball, etc.). Several people were staying after, and I thought it would be fun to bowl with the group, so I told him yes.
We actually had a lot of fun (at least during the bowling part anyway). One of the girls Id met stayed and Dating Service Guy and two other guys and I made up a team. I vacillated wildly from gutter balls to strikes. How typical of me.
But about halfway through the game, DSG decided to get all touchy-feely with me. In the end, he was trying to ram his tongue down my throat. Now, as hot as he was, I told him to either wait in line with the other potential dates or act like a normal human being and just ask me to go out with him right then and there. He answered by promptly freaking out and leaving. Literally. He left me standing alone in the middle of the parking lot after telling me that hed walk me to my car.
THAT is yet another one of the reasons Im starting to just give up on love completely.
Somebody please tell me honestly, did I do something wrong in that scenario??!
Anyway. Two of the other three potentials have e-mailed me. One of them has already asked me out for Sunday and I think Ill go (I promise, this one will NOT be a marathon). But Im leery. Very, very leery.
Why cant I figure this out? I really wish one of these guys Ive seen in recent history would send me an anonymous (or signed for that matter) e-mail telling me what they think is so wrong with me. I mean come on. Throw me a bone. Please!
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