Ironic

It’s ironic, a lot of my friends have suggested I write a book/ blog – under an assumed name regarding various aspects of my life including my dating experiences.

Obviously, I have been doing this but I have only told a couple of my friends, as I would not want people to have a bad impression of me.

For instance one of my sisters asked me why I have gone on dates with a variety of guys.  I had to clarify with her that when I’ve gone on dates it has purely been about meeting up , possibly for food, drink or some other activity, with the date ending ending with a kiss on the cheek at best. She didn’t seem to understand, so it got me thinking if I was to state each time I dated to my friends and family, they might become concerned.

Consequently, I have decided to maintain this blogging malarkey.  The only problem now is that  I need to maintain my unpadtes as there is a lot of dating material to get through.

Please let me know if you want me to continue.

Music Sounds Better Than You

Once again, a lot has happened  since my last post, as well as since January.

I hope I will be able to tell you all about my shenanigans, but I will obviously start from where my last post ended.

I started seeing Music Man in October.  As per usual it just happened, as I had known him for years after falling in lust at first sight with him and one of his friends over 10 years ago, when they were performing poetry at a university event.

In fact, it had kind of been a long standing joke that Music Man liked me, and that he would one day get a piece of the action.  However, nothing had come off this attraction as either one of us had always been unattainable.

So what changed? He asked me to come to watch him perform as he was now the lead singer of a band.  Seeing him on stage was amazing as he really owned it. I had gone to watch him with one of my friends, but I allowed them to leave me, as I hoped I would get dealt with that night.

Anyway to cut to the chase our friendship turned into something else that night and it was amazing.  In fact it felt completely right as our bodies seemed to be completely in synch.  Furthermore, we could talk for hours and he seemed to understand where I was at.

The following weeks were a haze as we continued to spend time together.  Meeting in 4* hotels in Paddington, Euston and Kings Cross and making trips to my flat out of London. Each time we met was just as amazing, so it may come as a surprise to know that we aren’t together anymore considering how perfect it seemed.

Music Man had some flaws, in fact the charismatic blase attitude that I had fallen for was also the thing that I knew would wind me up in the long run.

To reuse, recycle or discard for good (2) – Digging in the bin.

I promised I would return to the issue of digging in the bin, and the merits of doing this.

Many of the discarded men have attempted to get back into my life. One of my good friends thinks that I am on a path to self destruction as I am talking to people that I decided were no good for me.

The current contents of the bin that are hoping to be reused are, in no particular order:

• “The One from my Ends” aka “Trouble” with a capital T. Even during my relationship he was a constant presence. Some would say like a bad smell. I was convinced we had got into the friend zone but I was mistaken. I have thought long and hard about why it didn’t work out between the two of us the first time around, and I realised that despite the obvious sizzle/ chemistry there is an obvious flaw to any plan… I swear he is a major fantasist. Booty calls with the premise that he is going away for a while. As can be seen there is no reason to revisit this. Drama would be the result.  Despite being sexy as hell it could be argued that he is an archetypical wasteman as the list of issues are too long to mention.  Result: Discard.
• “The Original FB”.  An FB for those that aren’t aware is a guy who seems content with a no strings relationship.  My FB is a guy I’ve known for years.  He was originally the rebound guy following the break up of a previous relationship.  He helped me through it, and is a great shoulder to lean on.  However, as some might say I can’t get it twisted – he is a major commitment phobe.  In all the years I’ve known him he has never had a serious girlfriend, just a series of links.  This is why he is in the bin.  Result: Reuse with potential for recycling.

I’m sure  more may resurface, they always do.  Just can’t think of them at the moment.

24 hours nearly as eventful as Jack Bauer’s

Last weekend (Friday night- Saturday night – 24 hours) have been quite eventful. As the title suggests it was nearly as eventful as Jack Bauer’s.

First of all I went to a colleague’s house for dinner on Friday. This was supposed to be purely platonic as it was supposed to be a response to a dinner I had at my house a few months ago, that involved a lot of people. When I turned up at his house I was surprised to discover that I was the only guest at the dinner. I couldn’t believe that I had not picked up on any vibes that he may have liked me. I was not left in any doubt when he started playing with my hair. I subtlely moved away from him as I thought I was misreading the situation… … until he attempted to kiss me. I had to ask him WTF he was doing. The rest of the evening went more smoothly. I was left wondering why I stopped myself. He is not unattractive, has a good job and a bit like Mr A- just not my type, I have tried to hook him up with my friends cos he’s really cool just not for me. Nothing has been said about this incident since, but its really strange.

Following on from that I went to one of my best friend’s 30th birthday meal on Saturday with much apprehension. I’d had a terrible day, having spent most of the day in hospital following a car accident. The evening was not that bad, as I had the pleasure of sitting next to a guy who my friends call Pretty Man. He is absolutely gorgeous. So gorgeous in fact that I was unable to concentrate on my food as even his tone and voice are beautiful. As a consequence I did something I have never done before. I asked him for his number and I’ve called him.

Fingers crossed, as I have decided that I am in lust. Apart from looks he is a really nice guy, well spoken and lovely manners and we seem to be able to talk easily.

Undercover Lover

As Smooth once sang, Undercover Lover Secret Affair etc etc.

Undercover Brother Film Poster

Now how am I supposed to react when a guy I am seeing wants to keep it on the downlow, as highlighted in another R&B classic. This is something I have asked my friends about as the guy I have been seeing for a while, who previously wouldn’t go down now appears to be concerned about my virtue and reputation.

For the purpose of this forum I am going to call him Peter, like the disciple that denied all knowledge, as on a number of occasions when asked if anything was going on between us denied. Now I have to say not banging my own trumpet that I am not an unattractive female, and I did ask him if I was an embarrassment to be seen in public with. His response was that “Nah, its not like you are a vampire girl”. Translated into English this means that he wouldn’t mind being seen with me in daylight. In fact he has pointed out on a number of occasions that I seem to :

1. Know a lot of guys
2. Attract a lot of attention

Now I need to know how to progress with this. How long is this undercover nonsense supposed to last.?

What does it mean exactly? Can he flirt with other girls in front of me?

I am not saying we need to get married, but why is it always the guy who insists on such nonsense. Even now I have mentioned that his friend asked about us to one of my best friends and he has taken the decision that he will act as if he doesn’t know me like that.

I am trying not to take baggage from my previous relationship, but I don’t buy the line that we need to keep it quiet as we have come out of relationships. Maybe I have idiot on my forehead, but I am trying to hear what he is and isn’t saying. He is now trying to flip it that I am trying to broadcast our thing which is not the case, but if a mutual friend asks what’s going on you’d say wouldn’t you.