Friends

My Friday night out with MJ and her friends was definitely eventful to say the least. MJ had been drinking since 5pm, so by the time I met up with her and her friends at 11pm, she was wasted. We made it over to a bar in the chill part of town and I found MJ's friend Abbie at the bar and got a drink. Abbie and I wandered around the bar and found the rest of the crew, but no MJ. We chatted for a few minutes before we finally saw MJ sitting at the bar, text messaging with tears rolling down her cheeks. Abbie and I go up to MJ and ask her what's wrong. She says she doesn't want to talk about it and just bursts into tears again. So I sit at a barstool next to her that a guy graciously offered up and Abbie stood in front of MJ to block her from the rest of the bar patrons. After collecting herself, we try to distract MJ by talking about random stuff, Abbie starts getting hit on by some random old dude. MJ tells me that she's crying because her ex-boyfriend was with them earlier (they have the same friends so they end up hanging out together a lot) and it upset her because they are so good together and she doesn't understand why it didn't work out between them. Now she feels pathetic because she's "that girl" who is crying in a bar. I tell her how she's feeling is perfectly normal so she doesn't need to be hard on herself. Some guy who was trying to be nice came up to us and asked MJ if she had been crying, bad move dude. MJ busts out with, "F--k you! That's so rude! You should never ask a girl that! F--k you!" I apologize to him and he goes and buys MJ a beer to apologize to her. MJ managed to keep it together the rest of the night and ended up having a great time. I resisted going to a certain seedy strip club/bar because I had to wake up early the next morning to fly to DC.

At some point during all of this, The New Guy and I were text messaging back and forth. He wanted to come meet up with me, but he couldn't drive. I told him I was ready to pounce on him, he enjoyed that a lot. He told me that he "would like me now." I enjoyed that. But, we ended up talking on the phone for about a half hour before I went to sleep and I told him I'd call him when I got back into town from DC.

The trip to DC was fun. Best College Friend loved her bridal shower, she had a fantastic time and was in awe of how nice it was. The Matron of Honor and I are really getting along, so that's a relief. I knew her in college, but she was a bit of a pain in the ass then. She was bratty and quite a prude. But she lives in NYC now and it's loosened her up and made her grow up. So, I'm relieved that since we're sharing duties as the Matron and Maid of Honor we are definitely getting along!

I was beyond exhausted when I got back from DC. I was ready to go to sleep at 7pm, but forced myself to stay awake until 11pm so I didn't wake up at 4am ready to go. The New Guy called before I even landed so I called him back and we chatted for a while about the weekend. He also told me how he had another erotic dream about me the night before. (This is the second one.) He told me how strange it is that he's having these dreams because he never has dreams like this! After talking about that for a bit, he told me how one of his bandmates is in town this week to work on finishing their record, so he's going to be busy, but he said he'd ditch his friend a night or two so that he could hang out with me.

Last night, The New Guy called to see what I was up to. I told him I was finally just sitting down to relax after a busy day. He told me they had finished in the studio early and him and a couple of his friends were going to shoot pool and wanted to see if I wanted to join them. Uh, yeah! So, wow, I'm meeting some friends. That's some big stuff right there. So while I still get nervous when I am going to see The New Guy, this time while I was getting ready to meet up with him AND his friends, I was literally shaking.

I got to the pool place and found The New Guy and his two friends. He was standing next to one of his friends who, upon seeing me, says to New Guy, "Nice!" (Yay for me!) We had a lot of fun shooting pool and drinking beer. The New Guy wasn't even afraid to be a little affectionate to me around his friends. At one point, we were both sitting on the pool table next to ours, but we had some distance between us. New Guy put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him and kept his arm around me. Yay! (I know, I'm a dork.)

One of his friends left early, which New Guy and his remaining friend (the one from out of town) were happy about. I guess they thought he weirded me out because he asked me a lot of questions when I first got there. I was like, "Whatever! I didn't really notice anything!" New Guy said to his friend, "She can handle herself well!"

Around 12:45am, it was time to leave. Unfortunately, out of town friend is staying with The New Guy, so I couldn't really get him to myself for a quick makeout session. Friend did say to me when we were leaving though, "You should definitely come hang out with us again this week! I'm in town until Saturday, so you should come out again!" I told him I would. After a hug and a kiss on the neck from The New Guy, I was off.

Before I even made it home, The New Guy called me to "keep me company on my drive home." He told me I looked really cute tonight. We talked for a half hour about random stuff - pool, dance and then his dream the other night. At one point, he says, "We should just get naked already!" I reminded him that I have my requirements and then he laughed and said how he was the one who said we should take it slow in the first place! I agreed and said that I thought it was a good idea though and I like how it's working. He agreed and said I had a point. After chatting for a bit more, it was time for bed.

So that's the big update for now! I'm surprised I met some of his friends. That's pretty cool. Or am I reading too much into that? What am I to make of him telling me he had erotic dreams about me? It doesn't bother me, I think it's hot! As long as he's into me more than in just a physical way. But if that were the case, I don't think I'd be meeting any friends, right? Okay, I need to chill!

Wow.

The New Guy and I went out for the third time on Saturday evening. He came over to my place and we went to a bar around the corner for a couple of drinks. The discussion was quite lively and hilarious, with questions such as, "Who would you rather do, Brandon Walsh or Steve Sanders?" "Okay, who would you rather do, Brenda or Kelly?" There was talk of our college years and making fun of guys and girls in fraternities and sororities. Talk of music, politics, etc. He complimented me a few times, telling me that I look really cute when I blush and that I'm hot. During our talk about college, we started talking a bit about relationships and he said how he thinks there's something to be said for taking things slow and not having sex on the first date. I was like, "What, like in medieval times with courtship?" He said, "Something like that. There's just something to taking things slow."

After a couple of hours, we came back to my place to hang out for a little bit. New Guy was very nice to my cat, which says a lot about him in my book. If the guy just walks in, pets the cat and that's all, that says something. But, if the guy, walks in, pets the cat, tries to play with the cat or interact more with the cat than just a quick pet, that really says something. The New Guy was really taking time to try to get to know her, which says a lot, I think.

So, we watched a little bit of an episode of 90210 and were laughing hysterically about it and just chatting about stuff. We made tentative plans to hang out again during the week. Around 12:45am, it was time for him to get going, so I walked him down to his car. He gave me a big hug and then got into his car and left.

Seriously? No kiss again? What is going on here? Have I fallen into the "friend zone?" Does he just see me as a friend? I was so confused. All day Sunday and then again on Monday I couldn't stop thinking about what was going on. After talking to Best College Friend, she suggested that I just call him to chat to show that I was interested. She pointed out that he did say that he felt a bit like he was chasing me, so giving him a call would help make sure that he knew I was interested.

So I called The New Guy. He was happy to hear from me and said, "I was just thinking about you!" We talked for a while, but I still couldn't get a good read on him. He would say something like, "I hate to think of you all alone in your big loft by yourself." But, then every time I would throw out a flirtatious comment, he would just laugh and then change the subject. For instance, we were talking about how my bedroom is so nice and dark like a cave, he said that all I need is just a big, flat-screen tv. I replied that I have a flat-screen tv in there, it's just not that big. He was like, "You do?" I said, "Yeah, you just didn't see it because you were too scared to come all the way into my bedroom." He said, "Yeah, you might take advantage of me." I replied, "Would that be so bad?" He just laughed and then changed the subject. I was like, Okay...

Up until then, I wasn't going to say anything about how confused I was. Earlier in the conversation, we had made plans to go out on Friday or Saturday, so I was just going to see what happened then and if he still didn't make a move, then I was going to say something. But, something got into me, and I managed to communicate to him that I wasn't sure if he was interested in me or not and I was very confused. Needless to say, I was very, very happy with his response.

He said, "I think you're incredibly hot. I'm sure you get hit on numerous times everyday. I just didn't want to be one of those guys and I didn't want to be 'that' guy. I just really enjoy talking to you and the fact that you're so smart, we share pretty much the same viewpoint on things and on top of that you're beautiful, is amazing." Wow. I told him that he's definitely succeeded in setting himself apart from every other guy and that when it comes down to it, he's the one I'm talking to, so that should tell him something. He said that, "You're so hot that I just wasn't sure if you'd really be into someone like me." I replied, "Uh, seriously?! I find you really attractive. Not only that, but I think you're the total package - you're good-looking, funny, smart and talented. I always look forward to talking to you." So, yeah.

We now have plans to hang out tomorrow night. After laying everything out on the table last night, he busts out with, "There will definitely be some making out next time!" LOL! I did make it clear to him that I won't have sex unless I'm in a serious relationship, just so he knows. He assured me that he wasn't expecting anything like that yet. So, we'll see what happens tomorrow night!

Rescheduled

I'm still swooning over the New Guy. I don't know what this feeling is, but swooning is really the only way I can describe it. When we talk on the phone, my face feels hot and I can't stop smiling. Even after we're off the phone, my face is still hot and I'm grinning from ear to ear for a good two hours after and then again whenever I think about it.

He called about an hour ago and unfortunately, had to reschedule our plans. He and his band won't be finished in the studio until late and he doesn't want to keep me waiting. He felt awful because he never reschedules anything, but I told him not to worry, it's totally understandable. He said he'd call when they were done in the studio so we could talk some more because he was sure I'd want to talk more like he did. I jokingly said, "Look at you making assumptions!" He got worried and was like, "Uh oh, I was wrong then." I was like, "I was just kidding! Of course I'd want to talk to you more!" He's been stuck in a recording studio since 10am, so he can't really think straight right now.

Anyways, I called him yesterday, as I promised I would. We talked for a good hour about more random stuff like pet peeves and porn. So random. The pet peeve discussion made me like him even more because one of his is one of my HUGE ones and that's people with bad table manners. I can't stand it when people don't know how to eat properly or cut their food properly. It drives me nuts. He started talking about how he was raised to eat with perfect table manners, that that was one thing his parents were always very strict with and how he couldn't understand how people eat like cavemen now. Sigh. I won't even go into the porn conversation, but needless to say, I was quite impressed with his views on porn. Basically, watching some trampy chick do it doesn't turn it on. He's not into fake looking people, so the majority of that stuff just doesn't do it for him.

Well, that's all for now. I'm going to go out with some other friends tonight now that my evening is free. I might run into Partyboy, but there will be no hooking up with him, that's for sure!

WTH??

Okay, so just got back from my second date with the New Guy.

New Guy called today to see what I wanted to do when we hung out tonight. We chatted for about an hour about random stuff, as usual, and he made several comments about how he couldn't believe he had found a hot girl who's into the same stuff he's into. He also made a comment about how after his roommate moves out next month, I'll have to come over and play old-school Nintendo with him. (I had told him that I love playing old-school Nintendo.) Since the weather was gorgeous today, we decided to meet up at a cafe that has outdoor seating at 9pm.

So, I got there and we got to talking as usual. Yes, I still don't have much of a voice and now you can add a wonderful dry cough to the list of ailments. So, amongst the talking, there was a lot of coughing from me. The conversation was fantastic once again, no awkward silences, funny stories were told and we continued to learn more about each other. He's the type of guy who's very sincere- he's not going to ask you how you are just to ask you, he's going to ask you how you are if he really wants to know. I like that and can appreciate that. I'm like that too, and in my everyday working life in sales, it's rare. Anyways, at around 11pm, it was time to end the night since we both have to be up at a decent time to get to work. He asked if I wanted to get together again on Wednesday or Thursday to do something outside since the weather is going to be nice again and I told him I would love to.

Here is where the "what the hell?" from above comes in... Once again, he didn't kiss me. I don't get it! At least he hugged me this time. But still!! Is it because I'm still sick? If that's the case, tell me that! I know he's interested in me because he had already asked me out again for later in the week. I know he's not gay. Is he just moving REALLY slow? What do I do? What do I do if when we hang out again if he doesn't kiss me again? Do I say something? I'm not trying to sound conceited or anything, but I've never been in this situation before! I'm so confused!

The New Guy!

Where to start? I guess I'll start with my the new guy in my life, New Guy. This one really gives me butterflies! I met him last Friday night when I was out with MJ at one of the laidback bars nearby. I was up at the bar trying to get drinks while MJ was using the bathroom. I struck up a conversation with New Guy since we were both having trouble getting drinks. He got us both drinks and once I got my drink, he said to me, "Don't feel obligated to stay and talk to me if you don't want to." Wow, ouch, I thought we had hit it off! I said, "Well, I don't, but if you'd like to talk more, I'll be standing right over there." So I went and stood in a less-crowded area and MJ returned. I told her what happened and she went and thanked New Guy for the drink (he paid for them). While she was gone, some drunk guy had come up and started hitting on me. I glanced to my left for a second and saw New Guy standing there with his friend and gave him one of those "rescue me" looks. He laughed and said, "I've seen that look before" and immediately rescued me from close-talking and spitting while talking, drunk guy. For the next hour and a half or so, New Guy and I talked and before he left, he got my number. He then gave me his, but I said to him, "I'll take your number, but I'm not going to call you. If you want to see me, you have to call me." He replied, "I promise I'll call you tomorrow."

He called the next day as promised. That was when we set up the date for Thursday. On Wednesday, I lost my voice. Great. He called Wednesday evening to confirm and even though I didn't have much of a voice, I picked up the phone. I immediately told him to excuse my voice, that I did not just smoke a carton of cigarettes. He laughed and said not to worry, that he doesn't sound great after playing a show with his band, so he totally understands. We ended up talking for over an hour and a half on the phone and decided to meet the next night at the bar where we met for drinks.

On Thursday at 8pm, an hour before I was supposed to meet with him, I took my temperature because I wasn't feeling too hot. 100.7F. I called my Mom and asked her what to do. Her advice: take two Advil, go on the date and just stay for an hour, it's too late to cancel. So that's what I did - I went on a date with no voice and a fever! I had such a great time though that I felt fantastic and ended up staying for three and a half hours. The conversation flowed so well, we have so much in common, it's amazing. He's the combination I look for in a guy - good-looking, funny, nerdy, tall and quick-witted. Plus, he loves 80s music and 90210!! Thing was, at the end of the date, he didn't even try to kiss me. I was shocked. But, he did ask me out on a second date, so he was still interested. I guess he didn't want to risk catching my laryngitis since he and his band are currently in the studio recording their second album. But, I was still worried since he didn't even try to kiss me or say that he wanted to.

My fears were for nothing though. He called yesterday afternoon! Wow. I really like New Guy, he doesn't play games! We ended up talking again for about an hour and a half. He told me what a great time he had the night before and couldn't believe that he had found a girl who liked talking about the same stuff he likes to talk about and that finds his nerdy side attractive. I was like, Uh, yeah! He recommended some tea that's supposed to be good for the throat that he likes and that John Mayer had recommended it to him.

Then today, as I was dozing off in bed while watching some 90210 and drinking some of that good-for-the-throat-tea, New Guy called! I didn't pick up right then, I was too groggy, but I called him back an hour later. He asked how my throat was and how I was feeling. He told me how some of his old college friends surprised him and came into town last night. Then he wanted to see if I was still up for hanging out tonight. I told him to go hang out with his college friends tonight so I could rest my voice some more and that we could hang out tomorrow instead. He said no, that he had committed to plans with me for tonight and he didn't want to break them. I told him that it was okay, that I should really rest my voice, it's truly not a big deal. He said okay, if I was sure, and then we just started chatting some more about random stuff like friends, politics, music and other stuff. We were on the phone for almost an hour and a half (again!) when I had to cut it short because I was about to have a coughing fit. I didn't want him to hear that, so I told him I was going to go make some tea.

I don't know, I really like this one so far! I'm not going to get too excited though, we all know how the "crazy" can come out if we don't keep it under control! I just think it's cool how well we get along, we can just talk and the conversation flows, there's never an awkward silence and we have so much in common, but not too much to where we're constantly in agreement.

So now I need to come up with a blog name for the New Guy... Should it be Smart Guy? Nerd Guy? Hmmm... Help me out here!

Anyways, I have a Partyboy update as well as a Security Guy update, but I'll save those for tomorrow!!

The bump was a pebble

Well, the little bump in the road about Partyboy was just a tiny pebble for me to drive over. Thursday night, I text messaged PB and asked what he was up to this weekend and he replied that he was swamped and what was I up to. I told him that I wasn't sure yet and wanted to see if he would like to go out for drinks some time. His reply was simply, "I can't." Mmmkay. What the hell is that? Not even, Sorry I can't? Just "I can't." No, "Maybe next week"? So, whatever, on to another. As Samantha said to me, "You tossed out a bone. He didn't bite this time. Oh well. Next puppy." Love it!

I went out both Friday night and last night. Don't know what's gotten into me lately, I've just been in the mood to be out. I guess after not really going out at all for the past year, I'm feeling the urge to be social again! I think I'll stick to just one night out a week though, last night I just wasn't feeling it as much as Friday night. But I think where we went out had something to do with it too, the place was packed and the guys were so skeezy. Last night before going out we went bowling which was so much fun, haven't done that since college.

Friday night, I went out with MJ to the laid-back bars near where I live. First, we went to a different area to meet up with some of her other friends who were watching a band at a bar, but MJ's license had expired a couple of weeks ago, so the guy at the door wouldn't let her in. Douchebag. So we went to the laid-back bars.

There, MJ and I were getting hit on by random guys, some that looked like they could be 19 years old, it was pretty funny. They couldn't understand why we weren't responding to their advances and at one point, one of them says to me, "So, just because I'm 3 years younger than you, I don't turn you on?" Poor thing. He just wasn't getting it. Then he proceeds to say, "What if I like older women?" What a dumb boy, now you just made me feel really old. MJ was really struggling when trying to deal with one of this guy's friends, so we made our escape. We ran into one of MJ's guy friends at another end of the bar and while MJ went to the bathroom, I went to the bar to get drinks.

Up at the bar, I met the guy who is now my date for Thursday night...