Saturday, July 14, 2007

miss match 7

Forget what I just said. The nerd is off. I won't be seeing the nerd anymore.

Between the last time I saw him and now, he's gotten...well, creepy. We haven't seen that much of each other and I barely know him and yet he's decided to be smitten with me. It's rather uncomfortable. And before you say that's cute and I should just enjoy it, my unease has made me begin to think that physical intimacy with the nerd would make my skin crawl. Thus, his invitation for next weekend at a B&B in Vermont is not appealing at all. Unless we take separate cars and get separate rooms.

Couple this with the two hand grenades he tossed into our most recent conversation, and I think you would have to agree.

Hand grenade 1: in discussing our senses of humor, he came out and admitted that he liked racist jokes, then he defended this by positing the argument that stereotypes are funny because they're true. Ugh. Defending racism as far as I am concerned is completely non-negotiable.

Hand grenade 2: in discussing where things might be going (I was deliberately vague because, as I said, I was in the information-gathering stage), he mentioned casually that he was in something that had "gone on too long" and that he just was "too lazy to end it yet." So your solution is to go online, find someone new, and use that person as your reason to break up???? So not on.

So there you have it. I think that six dates is a good number - I wouldn't have known this till now. People start to relax and show their true colors after being on their best (?) behavior for a couple dates.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

miss match 6.5

For those of you inquiring minds who want to know...I am still seeing my nerd. We are dating in the strictest, most old-fashioned sense of the word. We get together, have a bite to eat, and hang out a little. Because of my crazy schedule this month (extra hours at the library, full weekends the past two weeks, preparations for my niece's visit next week, catching up with work after being out on vacation, preparations and the reunion the following weekend), that's all I've had the time for - not even a movie, let alone a whole day of togetherness. This will not change until August...if he hasn't given up on me by then.

I must say, it's an interesting problem to have - how do you get to know someone you only see two hours at a time? Because as far as I'm concerned, I'm still in the information-gathering stage, trying to find common ground. I've been enjoying myself, but I haven't had time to devote to it fully.

And there's another question here: as an independent woman on her own, how much space do I have to give someone else? I've complained for some time about being single, but at the end of the day, I am beginning to question if I actually want that to change.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

i has a flavor
What flavor are you?

I taste like Peanut Butter.

I am one of the most blendable flavours; I go with sweet, I go with sour, I go with bland, I go with anything. I am practical and good company, but have something of a tendency to hang around when I'm not wanted, unaware that my presence is not welcome.