Lull

I figure it’s been too long between blogs. This is because....... because.....

The truth is, it seems that this dating thing has been winding down. My personal life is lacking, as are visits to the pub, and my failure to log on to my internet dating accounts for quite some time has brought my 2009 dating life to a grinding halt. Actually, I had one offer of a date, off a friend, but I’m seriously not about to date him. Why? Because he’s a friend! Plus, my gut instinct say that at the moment I shouldn’t date him, even though my friends think that I should give him a chance. He actually reads this blog and he wanted an entry on himself! Erm.... bizarre! It's just not right. I’m sorry, you know who you are, but no date!

In my boy-craziness, there are a number of candidates currently on my list. But the problem with that is that you have to be on their list for anything to eventuate. And at the moment, from the signs, I’m pretty sure that these guys are not interested, that is, there is no mutual match. I’m likening this to speed dating. For those of you who don’t know, you write down the people you are interested in on the piece of cardboard supplied. If they write down your name, then the agency running the night sends you the email addresses of your matches. There is an elite club for those whose names appear on most people’s cards. This is why certain people (do you remember Mr Speed-date? Blog entry date was around the 1st of November 2009 if you would like to recap) try to convince you to put their name down, even if they aren’t interested. These people are to be avoided. They are arrogant people who think that they can date anyone they desire and then scare them off in a bar with stupid questions about STIs, all the while still expecting the GIRL to drive them home (even though it is out of their way). Stupid, Mr Speed-date!

Anyway, I tend to be as subtle as a sledge-hammer when I finally suss out candidates that I want on my possible date list. It’s actually very similar to when the shoe is on the other foot and I DON’T want to date them. I don’t want to be in that elite category I mentioned above, even though I am sure it would improve the number of my blog entries significantly. I’m not arrogant and, by the same token, I have met people WAY pickier than me. But, I have decided that I need to break away from my sledge hammer ways. I need to leave it more up to the guy to let me know if he’s interested. And this is bound to slow the number of blog entries down.

I also need to update my internet profiles for the new year and sit back and see what happens. Maybe that will counteract things.
There are a couple of hypotheticals I would like to pose here for you which have been troubling me of late. Firstly, can I date a guy that has the same first name as an ex-boyfriend? The thing is, I had a ruling on this earlier on and that was a blanket no. And now..... now I am changing my mind.

Crushes. Crushes are stupid. Especially when you know what they are and you know that the person is unaware and uninterested but your mind starts thinking up stupid scenarios to keep your crush playing on your mind. Logically, it probably all spells trouble- which is even MORE appealing. The guy just chats to me on the computer about music. Nothing else. And those chats are in the middle of the night when there is no one else online to talk to. Yes, they are interesting chats, but that’s all they are. Chats. And when I am on the internet and I see that he is on there too.... in the middle of the day.... there is nothing. Either I log off within 5 minutes of seeing him there because I am now terrified to speak to him because I have a crush, or he logs off within 5 minutes because..... because I don’t know, who cares? Today alone that must’ve happened about five times. Now, I spoke about your mind thinking up stupid things when you have a crush. Well..... that’s what happening. Aargh!