HH on hold, due to incoming date with Harvard! Had to move Music Boy. I mean, a girls got to have priorities. Yeah yeah, I know my priority should be the HH. But who knows, Music Boy could turn out to be my H so I may as well enjoy my last night with another man!
So tonight, Harvard, Sunday night Music Boy......everyone's a winner.
xxxoooxxx
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
A Harvard style ointment perhaps?
Just when I thought I was having a quiet patch, Harvard only goes and hunts me down via Facebook! He is claiming to have lost his phone and my number. Now I do recall my decision to send him packing if/when he contacted me. But it seems, the passage of time and my current status is impacting a change of heart. I wrote back. I know, I know, he isn't husband material. But we did have fun, and fun is good right?
Meanwhile back on the Hunt, there are also updates. Mr Intellect FINALLY called me. Of course I didn't manage to have a conversation with him but at least we spoke to each others voice mails. Bondi Boy and Irish are still MIA. Particularly weird re Irish. Has he been nabbed? I suspect he is getting some sort of action anyway. New to the list post the 24 hour 'outing' is Music Boy (works for music co.) and the Doctor (is Dr, very creative I know). Music boy actually just sent me a text message, so he is much quicker off the mark than most. Actually another text just in and we have arranged to meet this Friday night. Looks like this HHer has a date!
xxxoooxxx
Meanwhile back on the Hunt, there are also updates. Mr Intellect FINALLY called me. Of course I didn't manage to have a conversation with him but at least we spoke to each others voice mails. Bondi Boy and Irish are still MIA. Particularly weird re Irish. Has he been nabbed? I suspect he is getting some sort of action anyway. New to the list post the 24 hour 'outing' is Music Boy (works for music co.) and the Doctor (is Dr, very creative I know). Music boy actually just sent me a text message, so he is much quicker off the mark than most. Actually another text just in and we have arranged to meet this Friday night. Looks like this HHer has a date!
xxxoooxxx
Sunday, May 25, 2008
This too shall pass
Shock horror, it's been 5 days and Macka hasn't contacted me. I know you are gasping in confusion. I mean who knew?
Meanwhile the universe is not being my friend right now on the man front. None of my prospects are coming up with the goods. In fact, in addition to missing goods they are also strangely all suffering from broken fingers. Hence a weekend without so much as text from any of them.
Although, I have to admit my weekend hasn't been all bad. I've been super healthy, even managing exercise both days. My alcohol consumption has been boringly but healthily low. My productivity has been, as a result, at something of a high. I wont bore you with all that I have accomplished but the list is long, I am feeling extremely happy with self.
But, am also am feeling a bit sad. I mean I know I did the right thing in cutting Macka loose, but let's face it, of all the men over the last two months, Macka had made the biggest HH related impact on me. So it's not altogether surprising that I'm feeling a little sorry for myself at the lack of contact. But like the heading says, this too shall pass, I expect after a few days the world will be looking somewhat rosier again.
In an attempt to speed up the recuperation I did the unthinkable....a 24 hour photo out-athon. Am currently experiencing an influx of potential suitors. I will update tomorrow re any serious contenders...it's been busy though, I tell you that much.
It's now Sunday night and the nerd in me is happy about one thing. This week, sans serious love interest I have a feeling I am going to be much better able to focus on work. And that means, I am going to get loads done. I told you it was nerdy. But come on it's important. Because as we all know, the following week who knows what head space I could be in!
xxxoooxxx
Meanwhile the universe is not being my friend right now on the man front. None of my prospects are coming up with the goods. In fact, in addition to missing goods they are also strangely all suffering from broken fingers. Hence a weekend without so much as text from any of them.
Although, I have to admit my weekend hasn't been all bad. I've been super healthy, even managing exercise both days. My alcohol consumption has been boringly but healthily low. My productivity has been, as a result, at something of a high. I wont bore you with all that I have accomplished but the list is long, I am feeling extremely happy with self.
But, am also am feeling a bit sad. I mean I know I did the right thing in cutting Macka loose, but let's face it, of all the men over the last two months, Macka had made the biggest HH related impact on me. So it's not altogether surprising that I'm feeling a little sorry for myself at the lack of contact. But like the heading says, this too shall pass, I expect after a few days the world will be looking somewhat rosier again.
In an attempt to speed up the recuperation I did the unthinkable....a 24 hour photo out-athon. Am currently experiencing an influx of potential suitors. I will update tomorrow re any serious contenders...it's been busy though, I tell you that much.
It's now Sunday night and the nerd in me is happy about one thing. This week, sans serious love interest I have a feeling I am going to be much better able to focus on work. And that means, I am going to get loads done. I told you it was nerdy. But come on it's important. Because as we all know, the following week who knows what head space I could be in!
xxxoooxxx
Thursday, May 22, 2008
8 weeks, or a life time?
It seems before I knew it I have hit the two month mark on the Husband Hunt. How did this happen? And more importantly, why do I still not have a husband?
Actually it's got me thinking. Just how much influence has the Husband Hunt had on me and my prospecting. And I actually think it's been quite a success. I mean might not have a husband but I have achieved the following:
- Continual love life to report on (now even that makes a change)
- I have kissed, just about to count....ummm, the Local, Harvard, No. 2 Banker and Macka. So four men, which is an average of one a fortnight
- I have been out on dates with twice that many men - so one a week
- And finally, I am gaining momentum - and this is perhaps the most important of all - and is actually an element reported on by the good Robert Fritz who I much remember to credit with starting all this more often!
Back to the present the phone was strangely quiet last night. That's what I get for going for all the highfalutin ones with busy lives I suppose. To be fair I was quite relieved, it was very nice to have my forth alcohol free night at home alone. I know, I do need to modify this behavior somewhat but I've been sick alright!
Out for dinner tonight, at least it's not inside my house ;)
xxxoooxxx
Actually it's got me thinking. Just how much influence has the Husband Hunt had on me and my prospecting. And I actually think it's been quite a success. I mean might not have a husband but I have achieved the following:
- Continual love life to report on (now even that makes a change)
- I have kissed, just about to count....ummm, the Local, Harvard, No. 2 Banker and Macka. So four men, which is an average of one a fortnight
- I have been out on dates with twice that many men - so one a week
- And finally, I am gaining momentum - and this is perhaps the most important of all - and is actually an element reported on by the good Robert Fritz who I much remember to credit with starting all this more often!
Back to the present the phone was strangely quiet last night. That's what I get for going for all the highfalutin ones with busy lives I suppose. To be fair I was quite relieved, it was very nice to have my forth alcohol free night at home alone. I know, I do need to modify this behavior somewhat but I've been sick alright!
Out for dinner tonight, at least it's not inside my house ;)
xxxoooxxx
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Turning the corner
Really quite like the look of Bondi Boy. He asked for my number. He is calling me tonight! News from him, however, 3 online prospects share my Christian name. How rude, I am now v. concerned that my name is only associated with single chicks. I mean I hardly know anyone with my name, how does this happen?!
Mr Intellect also calling tonight. Lucky my sore throat has subsided, seems I have some chatting to do.
xxxoooxxx
Mr Intellect also calling tonight. Lucky my sore throat has subsided, seems I have some chatting to do.
xxxoooxxx
The arm wrestle for control
Two and a half days have been feeling sick and sorry for myself and not a peep from Macka. Decided he could go jump, there was no way I was initiating contact, as I do believe he is playing me.
The waiting with patience was worth it somewhat. He text this afternoon a little 'are you free tonight' message. To which I replied 'I'm at home, what are you up to?'. He wrote back 'watching the football with some mates but I thought I could leave at half time and come and see you'. In the spirit of the recent BB ads - I don't think so!
I called him and played hard ball. Felt so good! Accused him of just wanting sex. Which I'm sure is exactly what is on his mind. Actually responded with a concurring, 'shit, you're on to me already'. I'm not stupid mate. I then said, go and enjoy the footy with your mates, I'm sure we'll find another time when we are both available over the next few days to catch up. And when we do, I would rather it just be about having fun than rushing to the bedroom. Pfft he said, am now going to make you wait another 10 dates for that to happen. Good I replied, I got '20' in return for being cheeky. Like woteva.
Not sure where all this will get me mind you. Maybe even off the dating rotation I reckon he has going. But so be it, I feel I have taken some power back and I like it.
As for other men.....Irish is due back any day and he owes me dinner. Mr Intellect was told to hold off on calling until tonsillitis subsided - so am thinking tomorrow night. And introducing a new addition (was bored yesterday), a 6 foot 3 Bondi bloke I picked up online yesterday. I don't know how I'm going to fit them all in but am going to get busy trying.
xxxoooxxx
The waiting with patience was worth it somewhat. He text this afternoon a little 'are you free tonight' message. To which I replied 'I'm at home, what are you up to?'. He wrote back 'watching the football with some mates but I thought I could leave at half time and come and see you'. In the spirit of the recent BB ads - I don't think so!
I called him and played hard ball. Felt so good! Accused him of just wanting sex. Which I'm sure is exactly what is on his mind. Actually responded with a concurring, 'shit, you're on to me already'. I'm not stupid mate. I then said, go and enjoy the footy with your mates, I'm sure we'll find another time when we are both available over the next few days to catch up. And when we do, I would rather it just be about having fun than rushing to the bedroom. Pfft he said, am now going to make you wait another 10 dates for that to happen. Good I replied, I got '20' in return for being cheeky. Like woteva.
Not sure where all this will get me mind you. Maybe even off the dating rotation I reckon he has going. But so be it, I feel I have taken some power back and I like it.
As for other men.....Irish is due back any day and he owes me dinner. Mr Intellect was told to hold off on calling until tonsillitis subsided - so am thinking tomorrow night. And introducing a new addition (was bored yesterday), a 6 foot 3 Bondi bloke I picked up online yesterday. I don't know how I'm going to fit them all in but am going to get busy trying.
xxxoooxxx
Monday, May 19, 2008
Still on that roller coaster
The date was a resounding success. We went for a lovely dinner and chatted for hours. Good chats, lots of compliments, mutual agreement on moralistic issues and more. We drank most of a bottle of wine, then the restaurant was shutting so we brought the rest home to drink. Fooling around ensued. Then at midnight he went home (told you would be no sleep overs). Also he was flying at 6am the next day, such the adventure man.
Saturday I was floating on air much of the day, memories of the night before continually resurfacing. Also happy that I no longer felt as nervous about him, actually much more comfortable and certain that all was good.
Here's the thing though. I didn't hear from him at all that day. Which I found rather unsettling given the fooling around part. I had a friends bday drinks which started at 6pm, so by 8pm, alcohol fueled I sent a text. It was a very casual if cheeky message. The issue is however that 2 hours later he had not returned my message. By then I was so annoyed that I couldn't resist a little drunk and dial. He laughed and said he was just about to text back. Yeah right.
I got home at 2.30am and checked the online dating site which showed him to be online now! Not happy at all. I sent him another message. Such wise decisions all round. Message actually wasn't too bad it simply said am going to bed now, sorry about drunken call, talk soon.
So I woke up on Sunday completely miserable. However, despite feeling disappointed in my sightly stalkerish behavior, I couldn't shake the fact that I don't know what is going on with him. My fear is that he is looking for fun rather than love. Which means we are not on the same page. Worth noting that when I got up it still said he was online now. Basically he just hadn't logged out at some point....not such a big deal then.
Please explain why dating is such hard work? Now what do I do? Going over our date on the Friday night I did remember him saying one comment I thought a bit odd. It was 'I can't believe we've seen each other twice in one week'. Hmm. So Macka it seems is taking things much more slowly than I would have hoped. Then again he also casually suggested me going on a 2 week holiday with him in July so the messages were somewhat mixed!
I need to make a decision. Do I - a/ bring up taking our profiles down on our next date. Or b/ keep dating other men + try to take things slowly with Macka.
Right now I'm going for option b. Will just have to see how I go. I would love to be able to wait him out and have him suggesting the profiles come down!
FYI, I'm not worried that I've scared him off as last night he sent me a message....it said 'hey you big spunk, I'm looking forward to seeing you again this week, xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx'
Irish gets back this week. Mr Intellect has been texting. I mean I've got options.
One more tidbit. A very handsome man approached me whilst out for friends bday on Saturday night. We had a long chat. It seemed however that his girlfriend had recently moved to NZ and their relationship is on the rocks. As they are still together, I sent him on his way without so much as a kiss. I think he was in shock but thanked me profusely. Bloody men.
xxxoooxxx
ps last week was rather too social and am now blaming myself for the fact I have tonsillitis, new plan = taking it easy!
Saturday I was floating on air much of the day, memories of the night before continually resurfacing. Also happy that I no longer felt as nervous about him, actually much more comfortable and certain that all was good.
Here's the thing though. I didn't hear from him at all that day. Which I found rather unsettling given the fooling around part. I had a friends bday drinks which started at 6pm, so by 8pm, alcohol fueled I sent a text. It was a very casual if cheeky message. The issue is however that 2 hours later he had not returned my message. By then I was so annoyed that I couldn't resist a little drunk and dial. He laughed and said he was just about to text back. Yeah right.
I got home at 2.30am and checked the online dating site which showed him to be online now! Not happy at all. I sent him another message. Such wise decisions all round. Message actually wasn't too bad it simply said am going to bed now, sorry about drunken call, talk soon.
So I woke up on Sunday completely miserable. However, despite feeling disappointed in my sightly stalkerish behavior, I couldn't shake the fact that I don't know what is going on with him. My fear is that he is looking for fun rather than love. Which means we are not on the same page. Worth noting that when I got up it still said he was online now. Basically he just hadn't logged out at some point....not such a big deal then.
Please explain why dating is such hard work? Now what do I do? Going over our date on the Friday night I did remember him saying one comment I thought a bit odd. It was 'I can't believe we've seen each other twice in one week'. Hmm. So Macka it seems is taking things much more slowly than I would have hoped. Then again he also casually suggested me going on a 2 week holiday with him in July so the messages were somewhat mixed!
I need to make a decision. Do I - a/ bring up taking our profiles down on our next date. Or b/ keep dating other men + try to take things slowly with Macka.
Right now I'm going for option b. Will just have to see how I go. I would love to be able to wait him out and have him suggesting the profiles come down!
FYI, I'm not worried that I've scared him off as last night he sent me a message....it said 'hey you big spunk, I'm looking forward to seeing you again this week, xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx'
Irish gets back this week. Mr Intellect has been texting. I mean I've got options.
One more tidbit. A very handsome man approached me whilst out for friends bday on Saturday night. We had a long chat. It seemed however that his girlfriend had recently moved to NZ and their relationship is on the rocks. As they are still together, I sent him on his way without so much as a kiss. I think he was in shock but thanked me profusely. Bloody men.
xxxoooxxx
ps last week was rather too social and am now blaming myself for the fact I have tonsillitis, new plan = taking it easy!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Finally a date with Macka!
I hope he is worth if after the week I have had. Stomach is now once more doing flips.
I am supposed to be meeting my friends for drinks in the city. My plan is to attempt to convince him to come with after dinner. If not can always catch them after. Clearly I do not want to rush this thing with Macka. There shall be no sleep overs tonight!
xxxoooxxx
I am supposed to be meeting my friends for drinks in the city. My plan is to attempt to convince him to come with after dinner. If not can always catch them after. Clearly I do not want to rush this thing with Macka. There shall be no sleep overs tonight!
xxxoooxxx
Taking the bull (man) by the horns
I decided I might as well text to show another sign of interest to establish if there was any truth to the - Macka is keen but not sure what that I am - scenario. Nothing to lose at this point.
Tried playing it cool and casual. Wrote 'hey sexy, how has your week been? Plans this weekend?'. Strangely got instant response. Instant reply = 'Kissing U'. Maybe I have been misreading him?! Otherwise male advice could prove accurate?
Wrote back 'excellent - when?'. He has just written back and said he'll call me soon. I wonder if that means today?
Now. Time to come clean re some shenanigans last night. This is not my fault, repeat not my fault.
Had call from one of my besties. Seems she too is on the dating roller coaster this week. We lamented over the male species in general. Much swearing. But the phone call simply wasn't enough, she really needed drinking company. So what was I to do?
One thing (drink) led to another. Both met very sexy men. No long term potential but fun was had by all. Can you believe I met ANOTHER man from the SAME investment bank as Harvard?! Once again too young for me, bit older though - 31 apparently. I know what you're thinking and the answer is no, I did not shag him. Particularly glad given a/ he didn't say he'd call and b/ Macka is still on the scene. God he was hot though, so is shame when we parted he simply said goodbye rather than I'll call you soon. ....Yeah, you guessed it. More fess ups. No shagging but did have sleep over. Oops.
xxxoooxxx
ps now freaking out about the fact I have two nights out planned this weekend.....what was I thinking?!
Tried playing it cool and casual. Wrote 'hey sexy, how has your week been? Plans this weekend?'. Strangely got instant response. Instant reply = 'Kissing U'. Maybe I have been misreading him?! Otherwise male advice could prove accurate?
Wrote back 'excellent - when?'. He has just written back and said he'll call me soon. I wonder if that means today?
Now. Time to come clean re some shenanigans last night. This is not my fault, repeat not my fault.
Had call from one of my besties. Seems she too is on the dating roller coaster this week. We lamented over the male species in general. Much swearing. But the phone call simply wasn't enough, she really needed drinking company. So what was I to do?
One thing (drink) led to another. Both met very sexy men. No long term potential but fun was had by all. Can you believe I met ANOTHER man from the SAME investment bank as Harvard?! Once again too young for me, bit older though - 31 apparently. I know what you're thinking and the answer is no, I did not shag him. Particularly glad given a/ he didn't say he'd call and b/ Macka is still on the scene. God he was hot though, so is shame when we parted he simply said goodbye rather than I'll call you soon. ....Yeah, you guessed it. More fess ups. No shagging but did have sleep over. Oops.
xxxoooxxx
ps now freaking out about the fact I have two nights out planned this weekend.....what was I thinking?!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Still not convinced
Nothing from Macka, not a peep. Told you I wasn't convinced.
On the bright side, he has had a rather impressive side effect so it hasn't been all for naught. I have now been to the gym 3 days in a row. That is equal to the amount of times I'd been to the gym, prior this week in 2008. To be fair it is Macka combined with impending work related bootcamp that has encouraged this turn of events. Although, I have to be honest, when I'm out of breath, sweaty and exhausted it's not thoughts of bootcamp keeping me at it.
Another Macka related incident. Today saw me checking out the Collette Dinnigan for Target lingerie range. I know, I know, I don't exactly need new lingerie. But I have a really good excuse. Strangely my once B cup boobs have grown to a D cup in my mid 30's. And pretty sets in a D cup are hard to come by without spending an arm and a leg. So I ducked out at lunch today and did a spot of shopping. Wow.....love it! Love it so much bought 4 sets. And all for the ridiculously low total cost of $250. You do realise I spent $180 on one set just two weeks ago for Harvard. God was that only 2 weeks ago? I mean Harvard who?
I have a theory that my breasts have grown as my body is doing everything in it's power to help me attract a male mate. Shame it hasn't simultaneously shrunk in other areas.
Anyhoo, Mr Intellect is calling me for our first 'chat' tonight. After that I have a rather busy socially active weekend ahead. But I'm sure when (if) I do hear from Macka I will manage to squeeze him in somewhere just the same. I hope it's somewhere good!
xxxoooxxx
On the bright side, he has had a rather impressive side effect so it hasn't been all for naught. I have now been to the gym 3 days in a row. That is equal to the amount of times I'd been to the gym, prior this week in 2008. To be fair it is Macka combined with impending work related bootcamp that has encouraged this turn of events. Although, I have to be honest, when I'm out of breath, sweaty and exhausted it's not thoughts of bootcamp keeping me at it.
Another Macka related incident. Today saw me checking out the Collette Dinnigan for Target lingerie range. I know, I know, I don't exactly need new lingerie. But I have a really good excuse. Strangely my once B cup boobs have grown to a D cup in my mid 30's. And pretty sets in a D cup are hard to come by without spending an arm and a leg. So I ducked out at lunch today and did a spot of shopping. Wow.....love it! Love it so much bought 4 sets. And all for the ridiculously low total cost of $250. You do realise I spent $180 on one set just two weeks ago for Harvard. God was that only 2 weeks ago? I mean Harvard who?
I have a theory that my breasts have grown as my body is doing everything in it's power to help me attract a male mate. Shame it hasn't simultaneously shrunk in other areas.
Anyhoo, Mr Intellect is calling me for our first 'chat' tonight. After that I have a rather busy socially active weekend ahead. But I'm sure when (if) I do hear from Macka I will manage to squeeze him in somewhere just the same. I hope it's somewhere good!
xxxoooxxx
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Mixed Emotions
I have to say the Husband Hunt is feeling like a roller coaster ride right now. I never seem to know when I'm going to be in for the next big rise or fall.
Over the past 24 hours I have experienced a fairly decent high, followed by a rather steep low. I guess that's what they call dating.
Macka finally asked me out. However, he asked me out last night and I had a work dinner. I tried to compromise and do both. This ended up being a bad move and left Macka offering up the comment 'I just thought you sounded so busy I decided to leave you to it'. Ouch.
So no date then. And a bit of stroppiness to boot.
Whilst at dinner I took some love life advice from a male companion. His 2 cents is that Macka really likes me but Macka is totally unsure of himself right now, having entered the dating scene for the first time in many, many years. And that perhaps I should be giving him some more straight forward signs that I am interested. His opinion, the guy wouldn't have a clue what he is doing and the fact he said he was "dreaming" about me was more than enough to convince him that Macka is smitten.
I tried this angle, and took his advice. Hence the low. I'm not sure it got me anywhere. I actually wrote an email this morning, told him I wanted to see him and suggested tonight OR tomorrow night just to make it easy to say yes. However, Macka it seems is working late both nights (or is he going on other rsvp dates?!). He did say we should hook up again soon....but back to not knowing when. Why can't he just name a date?
I'm still hopeful Macka will come good but I'm not convinced. Men - can't live with them, can't live without them. I swear, I am sooooo much more together when I'm single. I mean is the husband hunt really worth it? It seems I am getting nowhere with work this week, I am far too preoccupied. Clearly I need to grow up, feel like a teenager with all this Macka obsessing.
So I am trying to concentrate on some alternative prospects. Irish is in frequent contact. He has just been on the IM reminding me that he owes me a dinner date. This shall be taking place on his return - so probably in about 10 days.
Mr Intellect has written back and given me the nod. Decided to send him my mobile number today. Clearly I am free tonight and tomorrow night!
New on the scene, the blind date / set up has been writing to me via facebook. Seems a nice guy. Not sure he is my type but I'm happy to engage in the banter and see what happens. Biggish problem though, he lives in Brisbane, which is even further than Oatley. Think I shall christen him Vegas.
xxxoooxxx
Over the past 24 hours I have experienced a fairly decent high, followed by a rather steep low. I guess that's what they call dating.
Macka finally asked me out. However, he asked me out last night and I had a work dinner. I tried to compromise and do both. This ended up being a bad move and left Macka offering up the comment 'I just thought you sounded so busy I decided to leave you to it'. Ouch.
So no date then. And a bit of stroppiness to boot.
Whilst at dinner I took some love life advice from a male companion. His 2 cents is that Macka really likes me but Macka is totally unsure of himself right now, having entered the dating scene for the first time in many, many years. And that perhaps I should be giving him some more straight forward signs that I am interested. His opinion, the guy wouldn't have a clue what he is doing and the fact he said he was "dreaming" about me was more than enough to convince him that Macka is smitten.
I tried this angle, and took his advice. Hence the low. I'm not sure it got me anywhere. I actually wrote an email this morning, told him I wanted to see him and suggested tonight OR tomorrow night just to make it easy to say yes. However, Macka it seems is working late both nights (or is he going on other rsvp dates?!). He did say we should hook up again soon....but back to not knowing when. Why can't he just name a date?
I'm still hopeful Macka will come good but I'm not convinced. Men - can't live with them, can't live without them. I swear, I am sooooo much more together when I'm single. I mean is the husband hunt really worth it? It seems I am getting nowhere with work this week, I am far too preoccupied. Clearly I need to grow up, feel like a teenager with all this Macka obsessing.
So I am trying to concentrate on some alternative prospects. Irish is in frequent contact. He has just been on the IM reminding me that he owes me a dinner date. This shall be taking place on his return - so probably in about 10 days.
Mr Intellect has written back and given me the nod. Decided to send him my mobile number today. Clearly I am free tonight and tomorrow night!
New on the scene, the blind date / set up has been writing to me via facebook. Seems a nice guy. Not sure he is my type but I'm happy to engage in the banter and see what happens. Biggish problem though, he lives in Brisbane, which is even further than Oatley. Think I shall christen him Vegas.
xxxoooxxx
Monday, May 12, 2008
News from the frontline
Yesterday by lunch I had begun to receive further texts from Macka. He seems very into me...one even said 'I am just sitting here dreaming about the next time we meet'. However, he is still yet to ask me out again. I am busy playing hard to get, in fact he sent the last text and I am NOT going to reply, will wait him out. Before you knock my strategy you need to be alerted to a development.
We all know how small Sydney is when it comes to men. So yesterday I showed a friend a picture of Macka and it turns out she used to hang out with him some years ago. Further, her brothers still know him socially.
One phone call led to another and before you know it I am more in the know than he realises.
It seems Macka last bumped into one of said brothers about 6 weeks ago. At which point he was with his GIRLFRIEND. This girlfriend had been on the scene for many, many years. Like eight or something.
I have stumbled into risky business. Rebound alert!
Given all this, definitely do not want to crowd Macka. Not totally scared off either but probably should be. What's a girl to do, I mean it doesn't mean there is no chance whatsoever of him falling for me does it?
Got busy last night replying to Mr Intellects email with what I hope sounded a fairly intelligent and inspiring response. Felt like a test!
This morning it seems I have a blind date opportunity on my hands....A friend has introduced me through facebook to a blind date prospect. I don't know a thing about him right now apart from he has no hair. But date him I will, if he asks, I am on the HH after all.
xxxoooxxx
We all know how small Sydney is when it comes to men. So yesterday I showed a friend a picture of Macka and it turns out she used to hang out with him some years ago. Further, her brothers still know him socially.
One phone call led to another and before you know it I am more in the know than he realises.
It seems Macka last bumped into one of said brothers about 6 weeks ago. At which point he was with his GIRLFRIEND. This girlfriend had been on the scene for many, many years. Like eight or something.
I have stumbled into risky business. Rebound alert!
Given all this, definitely do not want to crowd Macka. Not totally scared off either but probably should be. What's a girl to do, I mean it doesn't mean there is no chance whatsoever of him falling for me does it?
Got busy last night replying to Mr Intellects email with what I hope sounded a fairly intelligent and inspiring response. Felt like a test!
This morning it seems I have a blind date opportunity on my hands....A friend has introduced me through facebook to a blind date prospect. I don't know a thing about him right now apart from he has no hair. But date him I will, if he asks, I am on the HH after all.
xxxoooxxx
Sunday, May 11, 2008
The Egg theory
Years ago, a friend and I came up with the egg theory. Our theory, you get given 12 eggs in life...and you should never put them all in the one basket. With every egg you see, you are giving out a little piece of your heart. In essence, for you to be truly happy and even well adjusted you should always keep a couple just for yourself. I'm sure you can relate, you know those types that fall hook line and sinker give all their eggs away....only to have them cracked raw put in blender and then be forced to drink them.
So even when you get married, I'm all for giving your partner up to 10 eggs, but not more.
We used to have a lot of fun giving out eggs. And get really quite depressed when we felt we were sitting on the full dozen - ie no prospects. The good thing with the eggs is they can change week to week, anything goes, just important to keep a couple that's all.
I need to remind myself of the egg theory right now. After meeting Macka there's part of me wanting to start loading up mass eggs for dispatch. I am seriously having to rein myself in. Ridiculous really, he's just a man.
What's worse though is that Macka is having a purple patch. Over the past 24 hours, I have watched his profile rise up the charts. He is now in the top 10 most 'hit' profiles on the site. What does this mean? Only that he is getting sent kisses left right and center.
This is the problem with meeting a bloke who is new to the site (only been on 1 week). Right now he is no doubt loving the attention and probably not wanting to give this up in any hurry. Where as if he was an old hat at it (like me) he would realize it ain't all it's cracked egg to be.
Back to my eggs. This is how they fall...
1 egg for Irish
4 eggs for Makca
1 egg for Mr Intellect (I mentioned him a couple of days ago, our emails have progressed, am actually a little intimidated by the sound of him though!)
1 egg to be shared by all those on my list of potential visions who aren't looking back at me (can't forget about them!)
5 eggs for me
xxxoooxxx
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Big Mac
Ooooh Irish is in trouble. Macka (The Body, Elle McPherson, do the math), turned out to be much more than I had expected. Good looking, hot body, good conversation, good dress sense, good kissing,
We didn't meet up until 10.30pm, was a tad pissy on arrival so kissing ensued rather sharpish. Great kissing.
Now I'm not sure of long term Vision potential but he is certainly in my line of sight right now.
I tell you what though, this online dating malarky stops being quite so much fun the second you meet someone you like that way. Actually the second you get home after the date.
Today I couldn't help but check his profile and when I did I was rather miffed to find he has updated it this morning. Does this mean;
a/ He is not in to me
b/ He is only looking for something casual
c/ I am reading too much into things as per bloody usual!
I was freaking out this morning but less so now that he has text. His question....how was your date last night gorgeous? Cute.
Funnily Irish text me whilst I was on the date....and again this morning. I need to keep my options open don't I? Don't think I'll be meeting the Oatley boys in any hurry though. Something just came up. Well not yet but think it will soon.
xxxoooxxx
We didn't meet up until 10.30pm, was a tad pissy on arrival so kissing ensued rather sharpish. Great kissing.
Now I'm not sure of long term Vision potential but he is certainly in my line of sight right now.
I tell you what though, this online dating malarky stops being quite so much fun the second you meet someone you like that way. Actually the second you get home after the date.
Today I couldn't help but check his profile and when I did I was rather miffed to find he has updated it this morning. Does this mean;
a/ He is not in to me
b/ He is only looking for something casual
c/ I am reading too much into things as per bloody usual!
I was freaking out this morning but less so now that he has text. His question....how was your date last night gorgeous? Cute.
Funnily Irish text me whilst I was on the date....and again this morning. I need to keep my options open don't I? Don't think I'll be meeting the Oatley boys in any hurry though. Something just came up. Well not yet but think it will soon.
xxxoooxxx
A 24 hour turn around
It's all action, what a difference a day makes. And I didn't even have to put my photo out!
It's not all good though. Strangely I am having an Oatley phase. Is freaking me out. I mean I know where it is, just not thinking it's a positive sign. And there are two of them. Have arranged to meet one of these prospects tomorrow night - pre realising his suburb stats. Not so sure now, last time a suburb scared me off was right on the money.
The body who I have arranged to meet early next week has also just text me . Seems he is 'out and about' and wondering if we can 'hook up'. Was planning a night in...but...hmmm what's to lose? Jury is out but may have a story tomorrow at this rate!
Most exciting news is also now in touch with a man who unlike all of the above, from what I know is definitely sounding (and looking) like Vision potential. I know, I know, is only online dating, history with such is not reliable. But I like him ok!
Must run, men to date, things to do and all that.
xxxoooxxx
It's not all good though. Strangely I am having an Oatley phase. Is freaking me out. I mean I know where it is, just not thinking it's a positive sign. And there are two of them. Have arranged to meet one of these prospects tomorrow night - pre realising his suburb stats. Not so sure now, last time a suburb scared me off was right on the money.
The body who I have arranged to meet early next week has also just text me . Seems he is 'out and about' and wondering if we can 'hook up'. Was planning a night in...but...hmmm what's to lose? Jury is out but may have a story tomorrow at this rate!
Most exciting news is also now in touch with a man who unlike all of the above, from what I know is definitely sounding (and looking) like Vision potential. I know, I know, is only online dating, history with such is not reliable. But I like him ok!
Must run, men to date, things to do and all that.
xxxoooxxx
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Watching paint dry
Such is the state of my love life this week. Boring, boring, boring.
I nearly had a date last night though. My mother will be pleased, I have indeed forged ahead with contact with my ray of hope...he who does not like 'big nights out'. That name is far too complicated though, so henceforth, he shall be know as The Body. And with good reason, what does appeal to me about The Body...is well (from the photo only) his umm physical assets. Hopefully they will deliver in person! I wonder if he'll mind that his nickname is shared with Elle?
While Irish is quite the hard one to pin down, not so The Body. After one email he was up for the next day meet and greet. Quite like his style, back to my own moto of quick to face to face for chemistry check.
I was my own worst enemy, however, got carried away at work, didn't open his message and before I knew it I'd missed out on a date! Not to worry, we have rescheduled for early next week. See Irish, you must be careful, seems to me you snooze and maybe you lose.
Given I was staring down the barrel of any empty funnel, I also got busy kissing around (on the computer of course), in earnest last night. Ashamed to say I've had very little response. I can feel a 24 hour photo 'coming out' coming! I did say to stop me if I was ever tempted to do this again, so please try.
One final note. I have been extremely remiss in the finding of blind dates. I guess I'm just too embarrassed to ask....but if you know anyone that fits my Vision, please do send him my way. Clearly in addition I need to get over myself and up the assertiveness!
xxxoooxxx
I nearly had a date last night though. My mother will be pleased, I have indeed forged ahead with contact with my ray of hope...he who does not like 'big nights out'. That name is far too complicated though, so henceforth, he shall be know as The Body. And with good reason, what does appeal to me about The Body...is well (from the photo only) his umm physical assets. Hopefully they will deliver in person! I wonder if he'll mind that his nickname is shared with Elle?
While Irish is quite the hard one to pin down, not so The Body. After one email he was up for the next day meet and greet. Quite like his style, back to my own moto of quick to face to face for chemistry check.
I was my own worst enemy, however, got carried away at work, didn't open his message and before I knew it I'd missed out on a date! Not to worry, we have rescheduled for early next week. See Irish, you must be careful, seems to me you snooze and maybe you lose.
Given I was staring down the barrel of any empty funnel, I also got busy kissing around (on the computer of course), in earnest last night. Ashamed to say I've had very little response. I can feel a 24 hour photo 'coming out' coming! I did say to stop me if I was ever tempted to do this again, so please try.
One final note. I have been extremely remiss in the finding of blind dates. I guess I'm just too embarrassed to ask....but if you know anyone that fits my Vision, please do send him my way. Clearly in addition I need to get over myself and up the assertiveness!
xxxoooxxx
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Depressed!
Bloody Irish is only off on holidays on Friday for 2 weeks. And of course, he only realises he has run out of opportunities to see me pre holiday now.
Of course I used the magic words 'your loss' on the phone.
But to be honest I am really quite put out. This is a strange one for me, given I've never even met the bloke. I must be going soft.
Am also in some serious shtuckums re lack of leads in the funnel. Looks like I'll be writing to he who no longer enjoys hitting the night spots this evening.
xxxoooxxx
Of course I used the magic words 'your loss' on the phone.
But to be honest I am really quite put out. This is a strange one for me, given I've never even met the bloke. I must be going soft.
Am also in some serious shtuckums re lack of leads in the funnel. Looks like I'll be writing to he who no longer enjoys hitting the night spots this evening.
xxxoooxxx
Monday, May 5, 2008
The Funnel
I've decided dating for me right now reminds me of a funnel or pipeline type process. Basically I need to put the maximum number of leads in the top, and filter out all of the 'no go's, in an attempt to output a Husband at the bottom.
So, as a result I sent a few kisses out online last night. You see I was worried I hadn't been populating my funnel with enough leads. Note to self - must review dating plan of attack, suspect I have been a bit slack on this front.
I now have a new boy on the radar. Looks cute, really does. But claims to not like 'big nights out'. This concerns me somewhat given my own social nature/calendar. Having said that I am sure if you asked my mum she would be all for putting him in the funnel quick smart. You see, she thinks I might be getting a little too old for big nights out myself. What do you think?
Moving on, heard from Irish today. He is away for work. Didn't confirm our date, however, his showing of text initiative surely indicates it wont be long now. Result.
xxxoooxxx
So, as a result I sent a few kisses out online last night. You see I was worried I hadn't been populating my funnel with enough leads. Note to self - must review dating plan of attack, suspect I have been a bit slack on this front.
I now have a new boy on the radar. Looks cute, really does. But claims to not like 'big nights out'. This concerns me somewhat given my own social nature/calendar. Having said that I am sure if you asked my mum she would be all for putting him in the funnel quick smart. You see, she thinks I might be getting a little too old for big nights out myself. What do you think?
Moving on, heard from Irish today. He is away for work. Didn't confirm our date, however, his showing of text initiative surely indicates it wont be long now. Result.
xxxoooxxx
Saturday, May 3, 2008
All about Facebook
The Awards night was a lot of fun, but was light on romance. Actually I was disappointed not to come across a single bloke that took my fancy. Not one! I am starting to think maybe all the cynics are right, I am too fussy.
Something funny did happen though. Twas about 1.30am, I was still in fine form when a freckly blonde bird made a beeline for me from across the room. Her first question was are you dating [insert Irish's real name here]? I was shocked, shocked, shocked. I responded, no have never actually met him, but am planning to - why do you care? Oh don't care she said, just that he is my ex boyfriend.
Yeah right she doesn't care, the only connection between Irish and I that she could have intercepted was a short wall post on facebook. So not only is she checking his facebook action she is committing female contributors to memory! Of course took the opportunity to text Irish about this matter. Strangely responded by text although 1.30am. Then called me in the morning as he couldn't resist getting the full low down.
Any way, it's done nothing to dampen my enthusiasm, seems Irish is popular with this attractive blonde so he must be something of a catch?
On another matter, the following morning I received a mystery text saying simply 'so hung'. Now given I'd been out tearing it up the night prior I had to assume that this was in relation to booze not penis length. Wrote back, likewise, who is this?
Very strange thing happened, through persistence, figured out sender of text was actually not intending text for me. In fact, after a couple of messages back and forward it transpired, his name was Ben and I had actually met him in a club some months previously.
You are all aware that the HH requires much persistence, so I persisted...by following up with a why don't you facebook me my name is Husband Hunter [yeah yeah insert real name here]? I figured I am not in the habit of giving out my mobile number to just anybody so he was worth a little look.
We are now 'friends'. Have unfortunately established by interrogating his facebook page that he is some 9 years younger than me. Still he is cute enough. So we shall see, me thinks.
Woke up yesterday on the downward slide. Unfortunately, perhaps due to my busy social calender I am getting sick. I did not let this stop me from attending the races. But I am afraid to say, after a talent free race marquee, we headed to the post race pub where I proceeded to almost completely lose my voice. Despite HIGH levels of eye candy, I had to send myself home. I am not very happy about being sick, I have no time for it! And for all the moments for this to strike....while I was about to strike myself. Boo!
Today, once more the lurgy is looming large. In fact must take myself off to bed with some lemon and honey, am more keen to meet Irish than ever, so must get better asap.
xxxoooxxx
Something funny did happen though. Twas about 1.30am, I was still in fine form when a freckly blonde bird made a beeline for me from across the room. Her first question was are you dating [insert Irish's real name here]? I was shocked, shocked, shocked. I responded, no have never actually met him, but am planning to - why do you care? Oh don't care she said, just that he is my ex boyfriend.
Yeah right she doesn't care, the only connection between Irish and I that she could have intercepted was a short wall post on facebook. So not only is she checking his facebook action she is committing female contributors to memory! Of course took the opportunity to text Irish about this matter. Strangely responded by text although 1.30am. Then called me in the morning as he couldn't resist getting the full low down.
Any way, it's done nothing to dampen my enthusiasm, seems Irish is popular with this attractive blonde so he must be something of a catch?
On another matter, the following morning I received a mystery text saying simply 'so hung'. Now given I'd been out tearing it up the night prior I had to assume that this was in relation to booze not penis length. Wrote back, likewise, who is this?
Very strange thing happened, through persistence, figured out sender of text was actually not intending text for me. In fact, after a couple of messages back and forward it transpired, his name was Ben and I had actually met him in a club some months previously.
You are all aware that the HH requires much persistence, so I persisted...by following up with a why don't you facebook me my name is Husband Hunter [yeah yeah insert real name here]? I figured I am not in the habit of giving out my mobile number to just anybody so he was worth a little look.
We are now 'friends'. Have unfortunately established by interrogating his facebook page that he is some 9 years younger than me. Still he is cute enough. So we shall see, me thinks.
Woke up yesterday on the downward slide. Unfortunately, perhaps due to my busy social calender I am getting sick. I did not let this stop me from attending the races. But I am afraid to say, after a talent free race marquee, we headed to the post race pub where I proceeded to almost completely lose my voice. Despite HIGH levels of eye candy, I had to send myself home. I am not very happy about being sick, I have no time for it! And for all the moments for this to strike....while I was about to strike myself. Boo!
Today, once more the lurgy is looming large. In fact must take myself off to bed with some lemon and honey, am more keen to meet Irish than ever, so must get better asap.
xxxoooxxx
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