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My latest date. (Or latest two dates, rather)

Thursday night I was a little excited. I had been messaging 'Toy Guy' all day. I will call him 'Toy Guy' because 'Toy Boy' is inappropriate. He is, after all, 6 years older than me.

First of all, I should start with the name. 'Toy Guy' is a creative director (whatever that is) of a children's toy company. I was not expecting anything as, from what you've read, the quality of my dates has been questionable. However, this guy was a gentleman AND crack up.

First of all, he asked me out on a date- PROPERLY over the phone. It was not a matter of organising it via internet or text. And HALLELUJAH! This is what guys are supposed to do! It shows that they have initiative. This earned him a lot of street cred. We SMSed each other jokes all day. The text tennis built both of us up to expect that each other was awesome. Toy Guy even said that it is possible (in fact it is highly likely) that I was funnier than him!

The conversation turned from travelling to Jamaica in my supersonic limo that used to be my ex-boyfriend, Batman's, and how meeting at Glen Waverley was so that I didn't appear flashy and pretentious after the million dollar settlement that came along with the Batman split, to very flirty numbers and my claim that I was like a praying mantis who ate guys alive! (If you know about the praying mantis you can quickly work out the context of his reply) He was talking about being let out of the psych ward or geriatric ward and having to take green tablets??(I couldn't work it out!) It was such a fun conversation though and TOTALLY down my alley.

Anyway, the date. I was driving to Glen Waverley, an area I know VERY well when a daydream about my hot housemate led me to miss the freeway turn off! This was NOT a good start however I wasn't very late at all and we met for out first drink- Toblerones. He hadn't discovered these before. I thought everybody had! During the drink, Toy Guy was talking about his work holidays to Japan. This led into my suggestion to have Japanese for dinner. And after dinner, I had my first internet-date make out. Toy Guy made it to where no internet guy had gone before! In the car. Not very comfortable!

So, we parted and he asked me to message him when I got home safely. I think the reply I sent was something along the lines of aliens abducting me and a rumoured probing or something equally as witty. It was all becoming a little intense. A second date was called, the day after the first. Obviously, two people who liked each other but no one party that was so overly keen to ruin it.

The second date was at his house... It was a little 'awkward'. (His words NOT mine)

And now.... We are 'slowing down'. And if it doesn't work out? Well then Soleil has more stories to report back on!

Until next time!

Soleil xo