Archive for 'dating'
Eating my words
A month or so ago, I wrote about online dating. I didn’t wind up meeting the Irish guy. I told everyone to go to hell and cancelled my match.com account. Well, everyone except for #4, “B.” He proved absolutely irresistible. I think I was wondering about how hard I was falling for him even when [...]
Posted: February 25th, 2009 under dating, living.
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Online dating: recap
While I think of myself as someone who mainly watches Battlestar Galactica and drinks beer with the housemates when not working or sleeping, this preconception is totally wrong. I also hang out with other people, including the occasional guy I meet on Teh Internets.
In December, I met two guys. I’m thinking it’d be nice to [...]
Posted: January 26th, 2009 under dating.
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Nine-hour first dates
I met Ali yesterday. It was at three, for coffee. That became Powell’s at 4, then sushi at 5, then tea at 7, then kissing at 11.
It was a wonderful first date; if he is who he seems to be, I imagine there will be more, which means, hurray–more titillating material for NaBloPoMo!
Posted: November 16th, 2008 under NaBloPoMo, dating.
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It’s like learning a new language / Helps me catch up on my mime
Great line. Emusic has She Wants Revenge, it turns out.
It turns out that, tonight at least, when left to my own devices, the path of least resistance is to exfoliate, drink wine from a Moroccan tea glass, download from the newly refreshed Emusic quota, and do a dozen online-related (no)things at once.
A moment ago, I [...]
Posted: October 28th, 2008 under dating, living.
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Knitting and chemistry
I’m learning to knit! It’s truly hilarious, too. Mix my perfectionist tendencies with conflicting web tutorials, yarn, and needles, and what you get is me trying the same stitch, multiple ways, and being completely comfortable unraveling it all and starting again, at any moment. Words cannot describe the large, ungainly knitting movements my hands make. [...]
Posted: October 19th, 2008 under dating, living.
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Sometimes being right really sucks
Friends have been telling me in chorus for months that I needed to talk with F about my feelings for him, namely, the in-love feelings. I have been telling them I sensed that it was not returned, and thus didn’t want to throw myself out there to be crushed.
I found out last night via a [...]
Posted: September 1st, 2008 under dating, the men.
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On Theophile Gautier and the elusive idea of love
A friend quoted Gautier in her blog months ago; the specific quote was “To love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind.” I’ve been turning it over in my mind since. Obviously, it does not entirely sum up love, or perhaps even accurately approximate love. It feels true [...]
Posted: April 23rd, 2008 under dating, living.
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Itinerant workdays, surprising emails, and other updates
The new job is cool, outside of my terror of security snatching up my laptop if I leave it alone for a second or yelling at me if I take the stairs and forget to hold the rail. In that, it reminds me of kindergarten. We are sort of homeless at this point, meeting in [...]
Posted: April 7th, 2008 under blogging, dating, living.
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While the coffee brews: a three-minute entry
Training my replacement at my old job this week. Looking forward to two weeks of training at the new job, starting next Monday. Then, the day that’s done, the GRE literature test? Who am I kidding.
Fer gone. I miscalculated how he handles depression. I do turn outward a bit and reach for people I trust, [...]
Posted: March 26th, 2008 under dating, living.
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Easter live blogging
Whatever. If this holiday were crossed with Groundhog Day, Christ would stick his head out of the ground today and say, whoa, rainy. See you in six weeks, motherfuckers.
In the process of tagging songs in iTunes that make me want to play guitar, I found that apparently last year, I started tagging songs “breakup” that [...]
Posted: March 23rd, 2008 under dating, living.
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