Here’s a long recent update for those interested:
With my classes done for the semester (still need to write my exam & grade), I’ve gotten back into going on dates more frequently. Had an interesting weekend; very annoying and strange at first, but ultimately rewarded.
I had a second date at a sushi restaurant late Saturday night. 23-yo, very athletic and slightly thick blond girl who is a full-time financial auditor and also a part-time waitress at a steakhouse. She messaged me first on OKC, and we got pretty close to sexting while I was out of town at a conference a week before we even met. We had a first date midweek at a bar near me, which seemed to go well (a good deal of touching by the end of the date), but didn’t last too long because she had to be up at 5:30 am for work. I had high hopes for the second date, but while we had good conversation, she declined my invitation to come back to my place afterward, saying she was extremely tired from early volunteer work that day, and also she needed to be up for her restaurant job on Sunday (we met up at 10 and left around midnight). She still seemed to want to meet up again, but I figure she’s either ultimately just not all that interested, or legitimately so busy that it’s probably not worth it.
Being a little bit drunk and somewhat frustrated after getting home that night, I randomly text a couple girls I had been out with before. One was the tiny brunette strip-club cocktail waitress I went out with on a 6am breakfast date several months back. We had since had a few strangely intellectual conversations over text and email (about religion and socialism), but she never expressed interest in going out with me again. I texted her at around 1:30am asking if she was working, and she says “No Im off”…I then ask if she wants to hang out and she texts “maybe”. We go back and forth a bit; her texts are pretty garbles and infrequent, but she’s says she’s going to an ****ty after-hours club in East St. Louis at 3am. So idiotically head over there. I get there a little after 3:30 and ask if she’s there yet. She replies “where r u”…..and that’s the last I hear from her. I wander around for an hour nursing a beer and feeling very uncomfortable with my complete lack of neck tattoos that seems requisite for regulars at the club. At around 4:30, I give up and leave. I send her a final text “What happened????”. She replies several hours later “Passed out…Apparently I too extasy but was too tired to get out of the car at (name of the club)”. I later ascertained that she was back at home and OK, but still... :O.
Anyway, I had another date scheduled for Sunday night, decided to go to a rooftop back that just opened for the season. The weather was nice, if a little colder than ideal, and the bar was empty when I got there, probably because no one realized it was open yet. The girl was a 26-yo cute, thin, strawberry-blonde with a nose ring; she graduate with a journalism degree, but recently finished grad school in computer science in Ireland (a rather strange reversal, since I figure most foreigners come to American to study CS). I messaged her first on OKC. We had a couple beers on the roof and had great conversation, mostly about music and her experience in Ireland. We then decided it was too cold to stay on the roof, and headed for fro-yo. After paying for the fro-yo, I suggested we take it back to my place to watch Mad Men (she was a huge fan, and I was DVRing it at that moment), and she readily accepted.
In the middle of watching the show, I put my arm around her, and she dug her head into my chest. At the end of the episode, we both get up to use the bathroom, and I am contemplating how to make a move. But these plans immediately turn moot, as she basically attacks me right as I emerge from the bathroom. I don’t think I have ever gone quicker from a first kiss to both of us being completely naked. I did briefly freak-out because the condom broke the first time, but she laughed it off and said she was on the pill. Almost certainly the easiest first date of my life. I’m planning to see her again on Friday and need to figure out what to do; she is a vegetarian, so I might suggest a good Indian place I know that she hasn’t been to. I actually have another first date on Thursday; I think I will point this one toward the same rooftop bar if possible
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