I’m in the crappiest mood today. I don’t know why. I’m using this Thyroid as a passport to sleep my life away. I slept until 1:00 today, then moved from the bed, to the couch, back to the bed now at 4:00. At some point I’m planning to get to the gym. Don’t know when.
This guy from Maryland who we’ll call DamascusBoy is back on the prowl again. We have made tentative plans to go out. I had told him I was “seeing someone” and so he sends me a text message asking if I’m “seeing someone” then why am I on match? It’s a good question. I said “Until there’s a ring on my finger, I have no reason to take myself out of the game.” So he calls me. Now the history here is that we met about 2 years ago, and have never been on the same page at the same time. Either he had a girlfriend or I had a boyfriend or, whatever. Anyway, while we’re talking, MotorcycleInstructor calls. WTF?
So I get rid of DamascusBoy to talk to MotorcycleInstructor. He said he’s been “busy” but really has no reason why he’s disappeared other than to say, “Well, now you know how it feels.” Touche. Anyway, tomorrow I’m going to get some practice on the bike since I’m out of town this weekend. Sara and I are going to the beach.
Then I call DamascusBoy back. Somehow we got from a normal conversation to the status of us and why we have never dated in these past two years. I asked him a question about my tattoo and can I bleed my last name into the existing tattoo. So we’re talking about that and he says that he’ll have to see it. Of course. I wouldn’t have assumed otherwise.
Somehow, after this, we get into the craziest conversation back and forth where he says “We should just get married.” So I said, “Fine, let’s see the ring.” Then he’s saying “Can we go on our honeymoon in Hawaii?” I said that was fine. Then I ask where we will live. He says, “Your place on the weekend and mine during the week.” I agree again. Then he asks “Kids?” I said “No kids.” There was his deal breaker. Oh well. I tried. My dating experiences are getting faster and faster. I’ve basically got it down to where I don’t even have to go out with them anymore. It starts and ends in 25 minutes.
We agreed to start off with a date at the tattoo parlor first, then try to take it from there.
DamascusBoy, from what I know of him, is a genuinely good person. He’s not a player or a cheater. He didn’t even want to be involved with me when I told him about MotorcycleInstructor a few weeks ago. (Ok, so what he doesn’t know at this point won’t hurt him.) The truth about MotorcycleInstructor is that it won’t, and can’t possibly last much longer. These games wear me out, playing them and being played. But, I don’t really want to date one person at a time. I’m too old for that crap. Time is not on my side anymore. So I’ll balance and juggle until I figure it out. Some may argue that I’m not giving anyone enough attention but, I think this will work better for me anyway.
By the way, I’m working on another guy. I met him on some local Greek networking site. We’re planning to get together for drinks. I’ll let you know how that one goes. Wish me luck.