Confession

Am starting to think that online dating is rubbish. Re examining the past weeks, I have actually had more success out at bars. Who would have thought?

There's a big issue though. I simply don't have enough energy, nor enough occasion (partners in crime) to be as consistent. I'm not in my 20s any more you know. So, this it seems is really what the young birds have got over me, persistence!

I mean, no wonder I was always dating before I turned 30. I was out every Thu, Fri, Sat and even Sun night, of course I was going to meet lots of men.

My quiet week took a turn for the loud on Friday night. After a few vinos with my colleagues in the work bar I headed home for a night in. Over dinner I logged online and received an email from a previously mentioned prospect - one Bondi Boy.

Seems we were both at a loose end, before I knew it, I was on my way to Paddington for a hot date.

I was quite looking forward to meeting Bondi Boy, his profile was definitely appealing. Of course when I finally met him face to face, there was about another 20kg to him I wasn't expecting. Seems I'm still a shallow girl then.

Having said that, we had a great time and stayed out for quite a few hours. As usual we kissed passionately. Then he tried to convince me to come home with him. Hmmm, that's like so not my style....as if! You know I'm a total virgin!

Then apparently dialed Harvard on way home. Of course don't recall this. But phone evidence purports. Seems he didn't pick up and I went home to bed. What I do recall however,is the call back two hours later, which I naturally picked up, despite it being 3.30am. And his subsequent arrival. And all that follows. So, this dalliance with Harvard continues....Further, I couldn't even be bothered entering banter re last weekends antics, strangely over it. Life now back in correct compartments!

The rest of the weekend has been quiet. Am still pondering this lack of online dating success however.

Which leads me to thinking about what to do about this conundrum. And whilst I haven't made my mind up, I'm considering taking action. I've been slack with the blind date thing, too embarrassed to ask or something. But maybe there is another option. A dating agency perhaps? Or how about something a little less assertive like speed dating? I'll let you know what I decide....

Not this week though, instead I am busy, busy, busy with work related fun Tue, Wed and Thu night. Come Fri I am BrisVegas bound for a girly weekend. So short term plan = reverting to approaching unsuspecting blokes when out and about instead!

xxxoooxxx

ps Bondi Boy sent me a text, still 'weighing' up whether or not shall see him again ;)