The verdict

Well, outfit worked better than expected. Black dress, belt, black slingbacks with slight heel so as to not tower over him. HOTTTTTTT! Anyway, the restaurant changed it's name last week.... So there wasn't even an awkward feeling of 'Oh shit, I tried to break up with my ex here'. (I say TRIED because THAT saga went on forever. But that's another entry).

Anyway, number 22 (30). Yes. He is not very tall. But I knew that. He is very 'nice' and quite intelligent. But I also knew that. He reminds me a little of my ex..... And I didn't expect that.

"Why?" I hear you ask? Well, my ex, at the beginning of the relationship believed himself to be a 'writer'. This passion died towards the end of the relationship, which was quite sad as so too did his belief in himself. It really upset me. But, this is a happy blog, so let's continue. Number 22 also has this belief that he is an awesome writer, but I crushed one writer, so surely I don't do well with them. My ex was short. Number 22(30)is also quite short. I have an issue with this. It's a VERY stupid issue, I know, but just insulting my issue is not going to make it go away. My friends know this because they insult the issue I have with citrus fruits all the time.... And.... To no avail. Anyway, back to the topic. My ex was quite unmotivated. Number 22 (30) bought a brand new mountain bike and it has been unridden for over a year.

Now, over the years, Soleil hears a lot of 'You shouldn't compare exes. Because... blah blah blah blah.' Now. Obviously, the 'blah blahs' are there because I actually never listen past this point. But I REALLY know what I want and... well..... it's not someone who resembles an ex.

So the conversation went alright.... BUT..... He's a cat person. Everyone knows dogs are better. He LOVES movies. I don't. He has never been out of the country. *SIRENS BLARING NOW*. He ordered from the Italian side of the menu, even though he professed to love ethnic food- we were in an EGYPTIAN restaurant?! He appears a little geeky..... (Soleil, are you clutching at straws now?). So it's a no for number 22. A three out of five. Kudos to you number 22 (30) for losing 30 kilograms this year alone, you are a great guy, but sadly for you, you aren't the one for me.

Now to find number 23 (31).....

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#1: Melbourne. World's best city. Soleil's home town and dating playground

#2: Marriage. Over-rated. Good excuse for a party, but. Keep having them, friends o-mine!

#3: Not the way I roll.... but funny all the same because I once thought like this. Relationships are not a power game. It took a long time to realise this. Anyways, this is street graffiti in Bulgaria- but I think it's based on a pic somewhere on the internet?

#4: Soleil's photo is gone! Why? Popular opinion. It was either that or plastic glasses and moustache. Haven't seen that get up for aaages!!!!

#5: Layout critics. There are limited options here. I don't want this box to show up on EVERY SINGLE BLOODY PAGE..... but..... no choice!