Facebook and Dating…How not to turn into a bunny boiler

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Since becoming single I have become a Facebook addict, becoming a dab hand at using applications.  This is the reason why I thought I would talk about Facebook on this forum.

It dawned on me this weekend that I had been dating someone who I had indicated was attractive on the Sparkey/ Chainn app when his picture popped up, earlier this year.  Obviously as I have lots of things going on it didn’t dawn on me that the guy I had anonymously said yes to ‘Would date’ was actually sitting next to me when I first met him in the flesh.

In fact it was Pretty Man and as I have indicated previously the guy looks so delicious I could eat him.  Since we started hanging out,  we became friends on Facebook and its tempting to check his profile to see if there are any flirtations on his wall.  Especially as he is still not my man and I may seek to justify why his interest in me does not seem as keen as it was when we first met.

The main thing that stops me however is that any reader of my blog will know that Pretty Man is not the only guy I have been seeing so if he is anything like me, any flirtations with potential relationship contenders would not be taking place on the public wall.  This is not only because:

1. it is visible to all visitors to my page, and
2. potentially sent to all my friends in the news feeds.

Real flirtations for me take place via facebook chat/ MSN or offline on the ancient contraption called the phone. With the phone and IM you can see if someone has instant wit and charm, as well as whether they understand me.

As I have got this sense of perspective I hope I won’t turn into a bunny boler for Pretty Man or anyone else that I may meet…via Facebook or in the real world.

Be Happy

As the Queen of Hip Hop/ R& B famously sung:

All I really want
is to be happy
And to find a love that’s mine
It would be so sweet

The reason why this springs to mind is that since I reentered the singles market I have kept myself really busy by having several dates a week with several people. On the whole they have been fun as I may, or may not be, as is often the case close to the centre of attention. However, when I have to spend any length of time by myself I start to panic and realise that I’m not completely happy with the current hand that life has dealt me.

Will my dating result in finding that Special Someone who’s all mine or will I have to settle for second best.

The Original FB is still around. Our relationship is still pretty much based on our Wednesday night visit, except I didn’t see him this week, but should be seeing him tonight…if I go out raving. He still has commitment issues which is cool with me at the moment but then I also have my needy moments and would like to know that I don’t have to wait a whole week to see him.

Pretty Man is still on the scene. I do really like him but I have handled the situation all wrong as I for want of a phrase “freed up” too soon. I couldn’t help it as I fancy the pants off him and I was overcome by the moment. This was done without having a conversation to establish what we both wanted, but as per usual it seems that it will never get beyond the booty call. I am still trying to go out on our first date.

I have also been on a date with a guy I will call Toy Boy.  Will see how that progresses.  Can’t be any worse than Peter who has claimed that he misses me… or my skills.

I will finish as I started, all I really want is to be happy.

Finding Mr Perfect

The past week or so since my last verbal download has once again been coloured with dates, as well as hanging out with my girls.

I’ve spent time with the Original FB. He’s now provided me with a copy of his weekly schedule due to the fact he has to split time between his football (playing) and his daughter. I was asked whether I believed that the only time he had available for me was on a Wednesday. It’s really surprising because I actually do. I don’t mind actually, as it gives me something to look forward to midweek. It’s not even always about the sex, as we are able to talk about a lot of things and the company is good.

I also went out with Peter. He has started to irritate me as our dates now seem to consist of going to Nandos. Not to say that I have anything against Nandos, but I do feel that if you are still trying to impress a girl maybe you shouldn’t complain about a £15 meal. I did not free up as I have come to the conclusion that if he can’t acknowledge me when I backed in a corner he should not reap the benefits of my acquaintance. He was not very impressed. But you know what who cares. I don’t. To be polite he was extracting the urine. I mean do I have a handle for arms and is my name mug? We do get on though which is important

Things seem to be going okay with Pretty Man. We will be hooking up at some point over the weekend. Will definitley be looking for signs as he seems lovely, but there must be a reason why he’s not been snapped up. As mentioned before he is absolutely gorgeous and good enough to eat. He is also extremely charming and polite. His voice is melodious when he speaks and I am still in a daze, nearly four weeks after meeting.

I was asked how I could like multiple people. Its really strange as they are all different. If all their positive constituent parts were combined I would have found myself the perfect man. If you find him though let me know.

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.