Sooooo about those BRITISH TEETH

They are real. They myth is not just a myth.

He was a great guy. Really. We had a lovely meal at a local Portuguese joint. He did amuse me with his tales of London shenanigans. Really, he did. But then he tried to invite himself over and was almost begging. I was completely knackered. Seriously so. So declined. But also because of the teeth.

Tried to reschedule seeing each other a couple times. But neither of us made much effort.

I like me a great smile.

DINNER DATE

So tonight I have a real date with a guy who I met about two weeks ago now and who seems lovely. He is British (lovely accent) and seems very sweet. He works an awful lot though (hence the two week delay until our date) but that could be ok since it would give me time for myself, my friends and family...

I still have to decide where we'll be going but he asked to come to my neighborhood, which I like since it's rainy bloody cats & dogs out there...And last night he sent me a text telling me he was looking forward to seeing me this evening. I love little things like that.

WISH ME LUCK!

The Internet is a SCARY Place

Oh my, I don't know if I like YOU knowing who I am:

JUST OUT OF PRISON is actively seeking a relationship.

STARTING OVER.... just out of prison. Handsome.....(to Mom).
You can make me do anything,.............if you cry.

Soft heart,....hard body; if you have 2 pairs of shoes or less,
can get to the point in 3 seconds, can paint.........(house paint, that is), are gullible, and not terminally ill please respond.

First Date
visit my buddies at kingston (max. security)

Well, it would definitely be the most original first date I suppose!

Stalked!

So here we go. I do not enjoy obsessive people at all. It really does smack of mental instability. There is now a married Indian doctor online stalking me. Let's just hope it stays virtual.

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Gray Robe of Seduction

Or maybe not...

I went with two new friends to a burlesque show and had a few drinks, so when the suave older guy I'd met earlier on that breakfast date texted me his address, I thought to myself, "PERFECT!" After all, what better way to get over someone and move on then a good old fashioned SHAG.

OR MAYBE NOT.

I picked up a bottle of wine and a burger at Buns, hopped in a cab and was on my way across town to his swanky abode. Though he neglected to advise me that his road was under construction, so I had to jump out of the cab and hoof it IN HEELS through a construction zone.

I arrived there to him answering the door in a ratty gray terry cloth robe. He refused to drink wine and was downing rum straight up. He showed me his pumpkin art made out of old postage stamps. He also divulged that he had lied about his age. Then he tried to get me to touch him repeatedly. No seduction AT ALL.

He actually grabbed my hand and put it down there. Commando under the robe. UGH. And it was FLACCID. Seriously guy, how is THAT supposed to turn me on?

I totally ran out, mumbling that I'd take a rain check, jumped the bus home (was NOT worth more wasted cab fare) and made it home, almost unscathed.

Lesson learnt: older men who are single are single for a reason.

Moving Right Along

It's amazing that once you make an effort just how many interesting and cool people there are out there.

Two date already set up for this week and a few more tentative plans in the makings. And all with really interesting cool people.

Funny how I am getting more validation and compliments from these new people than I ever did from the last one. Another sign.

A sign also is that despite him telling me that his heart belongs to his ex and that he cannot deal with being with someone else right now he went out on a date apparently. So he is just a liar really. I don't know if he thought he was sparing my feelings. I'd much rather honesty than this.

Either way, I'm still not the person sitting at home every night, crying and getting drunk.

And date number one for tonight is HOT. Smokin'... I have been excited about it since we met yesterday. He's cute, fun, definitely spontaneous and we spoke for hours without getting bore. Plus he's making me practice my French. And that's just plain sexy.

Can't wait!!!!! I'm like a kid waiting for Christmas. It really is quite something.

Online Again

Ok, so there are a few interesting people... but really, I just got sent this:

"I really like your first picture, looks like it's out of a Sears catalogue :P."

Um, what the HELL? This is supposed to be a complement?