Where is my husband?

Feeling tres frustrated right now. It seems my system is failing me, I swear I am doing everything I can in attempt to fill the funnel, but I am simply not getting anywhere!

Friday night, however, was filled with stories galore. Oh well, if I'm not going to find a husband the least I can do is amuse you with my dating related anecdotes.

Facebook has a lot to answer for. A few weeks back I shared with a friend the bevy of beauties Harvard's friend list incorporated. As it turned out, she knew one of them. No biggie until said 'friend' of 'friend' happened to be at the bar we were in on Friday night. My friend bowled up to her without any encouragement (I swear) and said 'hey, how do you know Harvard?' To which she replied, ha ha, pointing to her offsider, is not me but Suzie who REALLY knows Harvard.

At this point I got dragged over and next thing you know, we were having a great laugh about all of our strangely similar Harvard stories (hers were a few months old though). Why not we thought, let's really disturb him and send him a smiley pic of his two 'friend's'.

His initial response was 'so are you both keen?'. Fair enough I guess. This was followed shortly after by a more genuine 'that was the most random thing ever, by the way'.

I proceeded to ignore these messages, love to leave them to stew and all that. Teehee.

The night continued and soon saw me dancing away. At which point I was joined on the dance floor by an impressively handsome man, whom truth be known I had been eyeing from afar. Dancing led to chatting up (by him) and kissing (initiated by me as usual I think). Strangely another American. What is going on with me right now with this Yank phase?!

We decided to get some fresh air (just on the balcony). It was then, holding hands with The Yank that I noticed Harvard was in the club. Woops! Head down low go, go, go, was defo my motto after that.

Actually from the safety of the balcony I noticed he too was doing well with a lady. Not much I could say about that though was there?! At least it gave me the confidence to not hide my own dalliance, actually found it all rather amusing. Still not too sure if he actually spotted me, the jury on that on is out on that front.

Unfortunately not too long after The Yank wanted to head home. Whilst I was of course invited, I declined this kind offer. I was with my friend for her birthday, leaving early with a man was totally not an option. However this did leave me in the awkward position of being in the same nightclub as Harvard, solo, whilst he snogged a bird somewhere in my vicinity. He may not be my partner but I still didn't like this turn of events.

So, I did what I felt I had to do, I grabbed my mate and said, like we're so out of here! So we carried on to another hot and trendy nightspot and proceeded to enjoy lots and lots of male attention elsewhere.

Strangely the night took another twist at this point. I suspect Harvard too was left by his love interest and without a home run, as shortly after he began calling my phone. And he didn't stop. It's a good thing I couldn't hear it ring, as it would have driven me insane. In fact he proceeded to call my phone 29 times between 4am and 3pm the following day.

What a weird night and it's all a bit odd with him right now. I feel my real life and my fantasy life have had some sort of cross over and I don't like it, I don't like it at all. Like back in your box Harvard!

I have spoken to him briefly. He denies all knowledge of being in the same nightclub as me. As if I don't know exactly what he looks like?! And of course, he is still trying to get to the bottom of the MMS message. Ie how do you know Suzie? Which I am being rather evasive about.

So where does this leave me and what do I intend to do about it all? You know, I'm just not sure. But hey, there's no rush to decide, better to leave my options open I figure.

Meanwhile I have not heard from The Yank, despite the fact that he did get my number. Is only Monday, but I'm thinking no, will not hear from him or would have by now.

And, on the online dating front, things appear to be drying up. To be honest, it's this that is frustrating me the most. In the past two weeks there have been just two men who have piqued my interest. Both have responded with a nod to hearing from me. Both have NOT replied to my subsequent email. Seriously, what gives? You nod, you respond, right?

Ho hum am so busy at work this week may need to give myself some time out. Never fear, the HH is far from over, but this frenetic pace I've been setting may just well need to ease for a few days. Well at least until the weekend :)

xxxoooxxx