Plenty of Fish Hangover

September 30, 2008

After yesterday’s escapade into the previously uncharted (at least for me) territory of IMing with strangers, it seemed fitting that I call Patrick (imagine a sex-crazed entrepreneurial mad scientist).  If he didn’t live so far away (500+ miles), he would have been one lucky guy last night.

Patrick was busy last night, so we only talked for a few minutes (about the bailout, which is not why I called).  He called me back this morning on his way to work.  I told him I was frisky and frustrated.  He wanted to hear about my latest escapades and fantasies, but I told him I didn’t have any real action to report…and (he should know this by now) I am shy when it comes to sharing fantasies.  That helped jog his memory…he suddenly remembered I like to hear about his sexual experiences, so he hesitantly admitted to a fairly recent CraigsList hookup.

I knew it would be a good story based on his reluctant tone.  It was a “party”…at a gym.  I kept asking, “…and then what?…” until he finished spilling the beans.  I’ll have to spare you the details because I don’t run a porn site here!  The moral of the story is that he had a great time, but he felt sick about it afterwards.

That’s how I feel about yesterday’s IMing experience.  It was kind of gross and inappropriate.  I managed to get drawn in, thanks to my hormones.  Being turned on is intoxicating and impairs ones judgment!  Now, today I feel kind of gross. 

I Need to Keep Up with CremelloQuarterPony

September 28, 2008

She’s my idol.  She has been putting more effort into this whole dating thing than I have been.  I had some mediocre sex.  She had some crazy tantric yoga sex.  And she has already gone out on more dates since the RockStar got wishy-washy.

I’d be happy to sit here and tell more stories about ex-boyfriends, but I feel like I am doing myself a disservice if I don’t ALSO put effort into my current dating life.  Blogging about dating makes it so much easier to date.  The more disastrous the date, the better the story!  Also, I don’t feel alone any more.  Dating doesn’t have to be such a solitary pursuit.

I spent too much money this summer on a one month membership to and on clothes, shoes, and sexy bras (for all the good it did me!), so I just put my profile up on three different free dating web sites.  CraigsList is still too freaky for me.  I’ve only looked at postings twice and I end up seeing pictures that hurt my poor eyes.  Not that I should be doing my online dating from work, but there is something extra WRONG about a picture of people having sex popping up on my monitor.  IKES!!!

These free dating sites don’t look a whole lot better than CraigsList, except I think they screen for pornographic images better, so I figured I would increase my odds by using three.  Thanks to everyone for their comments and support…it has given me the energy to dive in once again…into that…thing…called…dating.  And kudos to CremelloQuarterPony for inspiring me to keep going, even if my eyes cross sometimes.