GIVE ME FEVER

So last week I succumbed to a fever, which I have not had since I was a child. It was quite horrible. But good news, I had just met a doctor. He offered to come over and check on me, but I declined... Who wants to have their new beau see them in that state?

I was feeling better but still awful on Thursday so decided to meet him for a quick date. Decided I needed to keep the momentum going on this new relationship and text messages were not cutting it.

He suggested Juliet & Chocolate. What better way to heal than that I thought! So I met him there, but couldn't hear him as apparently he insists on mumble talking and my ears were kinda blocked from being sick. I kept having to ask him to repeat himself, which was wearing my patience thin.

Then he insisted on trying to invite himself over. Meanwhile I'm headachy, achy & tired. Um, no thanks?

After the thirtieth time (approximately) I firmly declined (again) and that was that.

He walked me home and then I texted him the next day. No answer. There has been no answer since. Almost a week later.

I guess he really was only looking to show me his bedside manner...

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Habeebi al-Ghali

So yesterday I decided to try my hand at texting my one true weakness in Arabic since he is Lebanese... He is completely floored and flattered...

Then started answering me in Arabic, which I was not so great at figuring out.

But I think it shows committment.

Despite my date with someone else later on the same day.

My Little Guy

He seems cool though a perpetuates a bit of the stereotype of a rich kid. And he lives in his mom's basement. (REALLY not sure how I feel about that.)

Picked me up from work & drove to get a coffee at Olimpico, which was FANTASTIC btw. He get MAJOR points for liking really good coffee. Plus the Italians there were yelling at each other, so it was an amusing show.

But he didn't stop talking for a second. His stories were all kind of outrageous and I find myself thinking over them and wondering how truthful they are. But at least I was highly entertained.

But then he started talking about his cat and how he was his "Little Guy" and about all the nicknames he had for his cat. Plus how his cat was Jewish like him because he loved bagels. But he was going to buy his a Christmas present.

He then also showed me his gun card.

Um, somehow despite all the weirdness, I'm kind of intrigued. He is really attractive and gentlemanly, but hmmmm....

He did send me a post date text message soon afterwards... And I like that.

GORGEOUSNESS, BUT I FEEL LIKE I AM WORK

So he is part Lebanese, part Italian. ALL GORGEOUS. Owns a women's clothing store near my house. Took me for an amazing dinner, and held my hand the whole time.

I splinted his finger cuz it was broken.

He smelled amazing. Looked fantastic.

Calls me to say he misses me. Texts me that he misses my voice.

Perfection.

Has a sad past, but shared it with me.

But I can't understand him well on the phone. I feel like I am at work...

I haven't seen him in a week and a bit cuz he's been busy & I have been away...

I'm already getting impatient.

Then he texted me that he can't wait to kiss me.

Brit Part Deux

Well, here we go again. Met a guy online, again British... What is it with you Commonwealth folk? I love the Queen and all, but is it better here than jolly ol' England?

Anyway, he seemed nice, wanted to meet to watch the Grey Cup. I was debating it - then was cold & tired after the trek back to the city from visiting my family. Decided to stay home.

He kind of pitched a fit. I offered to meet the next day. He accepted.

Then canceled the next day. Why? Because he drank too much the night before because I had canceled.
Um, what? We don't even know each other yet?!

So I sort of tuned out for awhile... Then he left me a 5 minute voice mail asking me if I was ok, or if something had happened to me. Then the incessant text messages.

Why do I inspire this? Really now?

Should I meet him?

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.