Limbo

Let me tell you about my life right now.

I've moved to Provo and I have my dream job. I work a ridiculous amount of hours, but I'm happy to do it. When I'm not working, I'm usually at my apartment reading, cleaning, or sleeping. Okay, I also watched How I Met Your Mother season eight in its entirety this past week... But that's what I've been doing. Doesn't sound like a lot, right? Well, working 9-10 hours a day adds up to a lot, trust me.

When I'm not working or at my apartment, I've gotten in the habit of going on dates with guys from dating websites. It feels weird having this be my primary source of flirting and meeting new people, but I have to admit that I'm becoming more and more converted to the convenience of online dating (though I'm not sure it would be as successful outside of Provo.) If nothing else, then I've found a way of engaging in conversation, albeit not always interesting, to fill some of my down time.

Last weekend I went on a date with a guy I've been talking to for months. We talked on and off most of that time, since things were good and then we got busy and then we'd talk again. SO we finally went on a date. He was a gentleman and opened the doors for me. However, this doesn't mean that the date was amazing. We talked the entire three hours we spent sitting in Zupas, but that doesn't mean it was a good date. Honestly, I was ready to go home after an hour and a half. This guy kept talking over me and he never seemed to respond to what I was saying with interest, but rather with another story about him. I get that he wants me to learn about him, but it's a two way street. If I open up and tell you something personal to me, don't just gloss right over it. It was a turn off. I don't really want to go on another date with someone who seems indifferent to my life, yet expresses interest in seeing me again.

Is that too harsh of a judgement to make for a first date? That was my problem with Landon as well. Am I being too picky? Don't I have the right to be picky? I mean, look at my track record. I haven't had the best taste in guys over the past couple years, so I think I need to spend a bit of time evaluating whether or not I could have a future with these guys I'm going on dates with.

I'm stuck in limbo. Can't the universe be nice and send me a holiday romance? I swear, Christmas season makes me feel so romantic. I want to go with a guy to see the lights at temple square and hold hands and kiss under the mistletoe.

Yikes, I need to get my head out of the clouds.

Same Ol' Story

I've been slacking off on blogging and here's why: I feel like I've been having the same experience with guys over and over. It starts out with us hitting it off really well, going on a couple dates, kissing, and then it all dissolves. Take Milo, for example. He asked me out and we decided to go on a walk for our first date. It was that night a couple weeks ago that was super windy, but strangely warm.

It was a gorgeous night and the leaves were falling...Milo twirled me around and then held my hand as we walked around. Seriously, it was a great date, albeit simple. He was funny and we had a good time talking. The very next day he asked me to go out to dinner with him. We went to dinner and then went on a walk, during which he ended up kissing me. He wasn't a great kisser, but that was probably because he wasn't very experienced.

Sounds great, right? Yeah, it started out great, but a week after we first went on a date Milo ended up telling me that he couldn't date me because he has some family things going on and he wants to spend some time in November focusing on bettering himself. He told me again and again that it wasn't me, it was him. But then he started lecturing me on how to get a guy to respect me. Which, Milo says, will only happen if I say no when a guy tries to kiss me. "I know that makes me a douchebag, because I kissed you on the second date, but I guess I'm a douchebag." Yeah, he said that to me. I was pissed. You don't ask me out on several dates, share romantic moments with me, then kiss me in a perfect moment on a bridge on a beautiful Autumn night, only to basically tell me that I'm too easy and no guy will respect me. I think that goes beyond douchebaggery. No, then you're just being an asshole. Even if you wanted to date me, Milo, you aren't man enough for me. Ciao, sucker!

Soooo yeah. That's kind of been my dating life as of late. In other words, very unsuccessful.
I apologize for slacking. I'm going to see what I can do about writing something NOT about my failing dating life. Ya'll are great!