I say, back off 25 year old hotties!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
One small step for woman-kind
I'm going to go out on a limb here and say something I may end up regretting.
After my initial foray into a Rugby watching pub on Saturday night, I'm sold. In fact to quote myself 'I bet if I came here every Saturday night I would have been married years ago'.
I'll admit I didn't walk away having given out my number. But, the pub was packed with blokes (about 90% ratio to women), they were of an appropriate looking age, there was pretty some handsome ones amongst them so all up, I was in my element.
Now, whilst out, I did get picked on for not having an 'in pub' strategy, but given it was my first go at it I thought just being there was a good start. And, I wasn't too far from the truth. Once the game was over the games were on!
I was summoned over by a couple of Dave's standing near by. True story, both boys were called Dave. DBD (short for Double Bay Dave) was actually even cute, a bit short, but cute. I completely appreciated his compliments, short or not.
Unfortunately my drinking partner had pulled a bender the night prior and was keen to call it a night a little on the early side. Alright by me though, my strategy always was to go early, go hard and go home (check previous post is there in black and white). And given DBD was vertically challenged I was o fay with leaving with my small relative win.
So, all in all, I'm calling it a success and I can assure you I will be back for more. Not this weekend though I'm afraid. Ok, actually am not afraid, am very excited as off to Thredbo and as the saying goes, you never get over a trip to Fredbo!
xxxoooxxx
After my initial foray into a Rugby watching pub on Saturday night, I'm sold. In fact to quote myself 'I bet if I came here every Saturday night I would have been married years ago'.
I'll admit I didn't walk away having given out my number. But, the pub was packed with blokes (about 90% ratio to women), they were of an appropriate looking age, there was pretty some handsome ones amongst them so all up, I was in my element.
Now, whilst out, I did get picked on for not having an 'in pub' strategy, but given it was my first go at it I thought just being there was a good start. And, I wasn't too far from the truth. Once the game was over the games were on!
I was summoned over by a couple of Dave's standing near by. True story, both boys were called Dave. DBD (short for Double Bay Dave) was actually even cute, a bit short, but cute. I completely appreciated his compliments, short or not.
Unfortunately my drinking partner had pulled a bender the night prior and was keen to call it a night a little on the early side. Alright by me though, my strategy always was to go early, go hard and go home (check previous post is there in black and white). And given DBD was vertically challenged I was o fay with leaving with my small relative win.
So, all in all, I'm calling it a success and I can assure you I will be back for more. Not this weekend though I'm afraid. Ok, actually am not afraid, am very excited as off to Thredbo and as the saying goes, you never get over a trip to Fredbo!
xxxoooxxx
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Maybe is actually July rather than Pilgrams?
They're gone now, yet I still seem to be having issues with the whole pub tour thing. I think the real issue may well be that it's just so freakin cold right now! Once again last night I planned to go to the pub. And failed.
Tonight, however, is the big one, I have firm plans, there is even the Bledisloe on...which can only mean one thing. Men, men, men!
xxxoooxxx
Tonight, however, is the big one, I have firm plans, there is even the Bledisloe on...which can only mean one thing. Men, men, men!
xxxoooxxx
Monday, July 21, 2008
Blame in on the Pilgrams!
It seems the great hh pub tour has experienced an unscheduled delay. I mean I did go visit a few pubs over the last few days, the problem is my visits were fraught with distraction.
Thursday night we went to the Royal in Paddington with work colleagues. Of course we went directly upstairs to the quiet-like restaurant. Zilcho action. Did bring back memories though, I once ended up dating my waiter after a meal at the Royal. Oh, the days of my hot 20s.
Friday night work again called and I was off to the Zeta Bar for a function. I did later wander on down to the Ivy to catch up with friends. But the Zeta/Ivy combo is totally against the pub tour theory so I wisely took off early to conserve my energy.
Saturday night, was the big one. Headed to Bondi to hit the Beach Road with one of my besties. First up though, we popped in to her neighbour's house for a quick drink. Quick drink? Actually not so quick, in fact a drink was soon cocktails, dinner and more. To be fair was having a blast and I lost all interest in heading out. At 10.30pm I finally got my arse in to gear, and made the Beach Road only to find it totally devoid of men, actually fairly devoid people in general. As I said, blame it on the pilgrams.
Finally, yesterday I met friends for lunch at the Lord Dudley. What began as a low key lunch continued well in to the afternoon. I had plans up my sleeve for my first date with Blue Eyes. As it went, he ended up coming to the LD to meet me (and my mates). Sparks didn't fly but I attempted to build a connection, I mean the HH is about persistence. But by 10pm I hit the wall. I left Blue Eyes in the capable hands of my friends.
Then a new twist of events today, ole bloody Blue Eyes only wrote to ask me for my friends phone number. I mean the cheek of the man!
So here we are. I honestly don't feel I gave the pub tour much of a chance this week. In fact have been down right slack.
Which is why I am opting to delay kick off. I'm calling last weekend a furphy. The pub tour will officially recommence and run for the full four weeks starting now. And no distractions this time, you pilgrams ok?!
xxxoooxxx
Thursday night we went to the Royal in Paddington with work colleagues. Of course we went directly upstairs to the quiet-like restaurant. Zilcho action. Did bring back memories though, I once ended up dating my waiter after a meal at the Royal. Oh, the days of my hot 20s.
Friday night work again called and I was off to the Zeta Bar for a function. I did later wander on down to the Ivy to catch up with friends. But the Zeta/Ivy combo is totally against the pub tour theory so I wisely took off early to conserve my energy.
Saturday night, was the big one. Headed to Bondi to hit the Beach Road with one of my besties. First up though, we popped in to her neighbour's house for a quick drink. Quick drink? Actually not so quick, in fact a drink was soon cocktails, dinner and more. To be fair was having a blast and I lost all interest in heading out. At 10.30pm I finally got my arse in to gear, and made the Beach Road only to find it totally devoid of men, actually fairly devoid people in general. As I said, blame it on the pilgrams.
Finally, yesterday I met friends for lunch at the Lord Dudley. What began as a low key lunch continued well in to the afternoon. I had plans up my sleeve for my first date with Blue Eyes. As it went, he ended up coming to the LD to meet me (and my mates). Sparks didn't fly but I attempted to build a connection, I mean the HH is about persistence. But by 10pm I hit the wall. I left Blue Eyes in the capable hands of my friends.
Then a new twist of events today, ole bloody Blue Eyes only wrote to ask me for my friends phone number. I mean the cheek of the man!
So here we are. I honestly don't feel I gave the pub tour much of a chance this week. In fact have been down right slack.
Which is why I am opting to delay kick off. I'm calling last weekend a furphy. The pub tour will officially recommence and run for the full four weeks starting now. And no distractions this time, you pilgrams ok?!
xxxoooxxx
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
A flurry of activity
Am beginning to realise demise of Harvard 'thing' is very good thing, as lack of action has catapulted me into action.
Since the weekend I have:
- Joined a speed dating website
- Secured a date for this Thursday night (ole Blue Eyes, see last post)
- Set the wheels in motion recruiting for the HH pub tour (see copy of email call to action below)
Introducing the 2008 pub tour.
The objective:
- meet boyfriend
The target audience:
- Male 35-41, single, athletic, intelligent, funny, successful, straight
The insight
- said men are not likely to frequent posh bars and nightclubs, more likely to be found in the pub
The strategy
- one month of pub visits, focussing on the period between 7 and 11pm each night out (will need to leave early to keep the pace up!)
How will we measure success?
- I (we) will find a boyfriend
The challenge? Can't go to the pub on my now can I. So, please offer to be my partner in crime at least on one occasion and I will schedule you in!
I am open to any pub in any suburb so long as it's filled with the target audience....and I'm also prepared to be flexible (not like that!) - I mean happy to go out on Sundays.
Here is the schedule, let me know if, when and where I can slot you in.
So there it is, I am officially all a flurry, and am of course looking forward to getting some results.
xxxoooxx
Since the weekend I have:
- Joined a speed dating website
- Secured a date for this Thursday night (ole Blue Eyes, see last post)
- Set the wheels in motion recruiting for the HH pub tour (see copy of email call to action below)
Introducing the 2008 pub tour.
The objective:
- meet boyfriend
The target audience:
- Male 35-41, single, athletic, intelligent, funny, successful, straight
The insight
- said men are not likely to frequent posh bars and nightclubs, more likely to be found in the pub
The strategy
- one month of pub visits, focussing on the period between 7 and 11pm each night out (will need to leave early to keep the pace up!)
How will we measure success?
- I (we) will find a boyfriend
The challenge? Can't go to the pub on my now can I. So, please offer to be my partner in crime at least on one occasion and I will schedule you in!
I am open to any pub in any suburb so long as it's filled with the target audience....and I'm also prepared to be flexible (not like that!) - I mean happy to go out on Sundays.
Here is the schedule, let me know if, when and where I can slot you in.
So there it is, I am officially all a flurry, and am of course looking forward to getting some results.
xxxoooxx
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Monday morning development
Exciting news. Just had an email from an online dating prospect who am genuinely interested in meeting. Just when was questioning the resource all together!
He is 40, completely grey with beautiful blue eyes. English, which is always a winner with me. Over 6 foot. A fellow Taurean (and what's not to like about us?!). Loves to travel. Enjoys his career. Body looks very nice. I know I shouldn't get ahead of myself but I really think this one has some potential.
Still working on the pub calendar, but in the meantime felt the need to share my enthusiasm on this fine Monday morning.
xxxoooxxx
He is 40, completely grey with beautiful blue eyes. English, which is always a winner with me. Over 6 foot. A fellow Taurean (and what's not to like about us?!). Loves to travel. Enjoys his career. Body looks very nice. I know I shouldn't get ahead of myself but I really think this one has some potential.
Still working on the pub calendar, but in the meantime felt the need to share my enthusiasm on this fine Monday morning.
xxxoooxxx
Why is this so?
I have noticed a rather concerning pattern. It goes something like this....
Was moaning re this situation over breakfast today with some men 'sorted' friends. Followed up by fact that dating agency is now a consideration. Actually was explaining I am feeling indecisive re financial priorities (dating agency vs flat screen TV, an o/s holiday or a new mac?).
They seem to think I don't go to pubs enough and this is part of the reason I'm not meeting the right men. According to them, normal decent men go to pubs, especially when there's a big game to watch and this is behaviour I should be thoroughly leveraging before dating agency 'investment' comes even close to consideration. So no more hot and trendy bars then?
As a result I've decided to implement a short term test strategy. I am going to devise a calendar of pub visits over the next four weeks putting my mates on rotation (you might want to screen me if you don't wanna go to the pub). At the end of the four weeks I will reconsider the dating agency thing. In the meantime, I am free to invest in a big ticket item. Now just need to figure out which one!
BTW, have not heard from Harvard for two weeks. Obviously he is getting more action than I am right now - just elsewhere! It's OK, my heart is in tact, just my loins are missing out, good thing they don't have feelings.
xxxoooxxx
ps just in case you have figured it out by now, the Karate Kid was more wax off than wax on.
- Meet new 'online' date prospect in pub for a drink
- Realise in an instant date is far from potential H
- Spend a couple of hours feigning interest in bloke whom I'll likely never see again
- Notice during couple of hours, plethora of attractive, eligible looking men in same pub, who I can not approach due to 'on first date' status
Was moaning re this situation over breakfast today with some men 'sorted' friends. Followed up by fact that dating agency is now a consideration. Actually was explaining I am feeling indecisive re financial priorities (dating agency vs flat screen TV, an o/s holiday or a new mac?).
They seem to think I don't go to pubs enough and this is part of the reason I'm not meeting the right men. According to them, normal decent men go to pubs, especially when there's a big game to watch and this is behaviour I should be thoroughly leveraging before dating agency 'investment' comes even close to consideration. So no more hot and trendy bars then?
As a result I've decided to implement a short term test strategy. I am going to devise a calendar of pub visits over the next four weeks putting my mates on rotation (you might want to screen me if you don't wanna go to the pub). At the end of the four weeks I will reconsider the dating agency thing. In the meantime, I am free to invest in a big ticket item. Now just need to figure out which one!
BTW, have not heard from Harvard for two weeks. Obviously he is getting more action than I am right now - just elsewhere! It's OK, my heart is in tact, just my loins are missing out, good thing they don't have feelings.
xxxoooxxx
ps just in case you have figured it out by now, the Karate Kid was more wax off than wax on.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Karate Kid
Going on a reluctant date tonight. Yes, as promised, I have lowered my standards, the Karate Kid is getting a look in! I guess his photos are OKish.
Is 33, a martial arts enthusiast and appears to call women 'chicks'. Impressed that he is a fan of my home town - having lived there himself previously. And he still 'trains' local - heeeya. So, happily I shall just be heading up the road for said date. Also feeling smug that his profile suggests he is looking for a 25-31 year old. Somehow I have overcome this obstacle, at least prior our meeting.
Of course also very proud of self for leaving house right now.......regardless of result!
xxxoooxxx
Is 33, a martial arts enthusiast and appears to call women 'chicks'. Impressed that he is a fan of my home town - having lived there himself previously. And he still 'trains' local - heeeya. So, happily I shall just be heading up the road for said date. Also feeling smug that his profile suggests he is looking for a 25-31 year old. Somehow I have overcome this obstacle, at least prior our meeting.
Of course also very proud of self for leaving house right now.......regardless of result!
xxxoooxxx
Monday, July 7, 2008
Naval gazing
It's been months since I felt this desperate and dateless, what started out as a slow patch has become a full blown drought.
Suffice to say BrisVegas did not offer up the love of my life. Offered up other stuff though.
Fri night I chatted at length to a handsome boy who reminded me of my gorgeous holiday romance in Turkey last year. Had to have words with self though as now is no time for cradle snatching. He was cute though, very cute. And at least he wasn't 19 (teehee). But self, I am not in the market for a 25 year old! Bummer.
Then sorry to say, on Saturday night I was completely soft and headed home far too early for any HH antics (told you am old). Was only 11pm. Soft, soft, soft.
Having said that the night didn't finish there. Come 2am friend tore in to our room in a complete state. It turns out she'd been pushed (ok tripped) down some pub stairs. There was a huge cut above her eye and much blood. In short was a medical emergency! Next thing we were off on epic 3 hour hospital bound adventure. As you could imagine there was some particularly saucy (bloody) men in casualty between 2am and 5am on a Sat night. The absolute hospital highlight? Getting hit on of course. Two young blokes there to support friend in casualty room decided to ask us out! Ok realise is not exactly HH material, but material nonetheless. And no we didn't go, don't be silly.
Which leaves me nowhere! Haven't even heard from Harvard!
Worse still, feeling completely de-motivated re HH. Need to shake this winter melancholy. Really just want to hibernate. Soooooo not good. I realise must leave house.
So it may be time to take some serious action. Firstly am dropping my standards (albeit slightly) on the internet just to get me out there, no matter how much I'd rather stay in. Secondly, scarily, I have an appointment at a dating agency. Not promising anything, is expensive! But I'm willing to at least do the meet and greet. Will also force myself to further investigate speed dating. After all the HH was supposed to keep me on track - so on track I will have to be.
For now though, I am very busy inside the house. You see I need to get back to watching Farmer Wants a Wife!
xxxoooxxx
Suffice to say BrisVegas did not offer up the love of my life. Offered up other stuff though.
Fri night I chatted at length to a handsome boy who reminded me of my gorgeous holiday romance in Turkey last year. Had to have words with self though as now is no time for cradle snatching. He was cute though, very cute. And at least he wasn't 19 (teehee). But self, I am not in the market for a 25 year old! Bummer.
Then sorry to say, on Saturday night I was completely soft and headed home far too early for any HH antics (told you am old). Was only 11pm. Soft, soft, soft.
Having said that the night didn't finish there. Come 2am friend tore in to our room in a complete state. It turns out she'd been pushed (ok tripped) down some pub stairs. There was a huge cut above her eye and much blood. In short was a medical emergency! Next thing we were off on epic 3 hour hospital bound adventure. As you could imagine there was some particularly saucy (bloody) men in casualty between 2am and 5am on a Sat night. The absolute hospital highlight? Getting hit on of course. Two young blokes there to support friend in casualty room decided to ask us out! Ok realise is not exactly HH material, but material nonetheless. And no we didn't go, don't be silly.
Which leaves me nowhere! Haven't even heard from Harvard!
Worse still, feeling completely de-motivated re HH. Need to shake this winter melancholy. Really just want to hibernate. Soooooo not good. I realise must leave house.
So it may be time to take some serious action. Firstly am dropping my standards (albeit slightly) on the internet just to get me out there, no matter how much I'd rather stay in. Secondly, scarily, I have an appointment at a dating agency. Not promising anything, is expensive! But I'm willing to at least do the meet and greet. Will also force myself to further investigate speed dating. After all the HH was supposed to keep me on track - so on track I will have to be.
For now though, I am very busy inside the house. You see I need to get back to watching Farmer Wants a Wife!
xxxoooxxx
Thursday, July 3, 2008
On the fly
Huge week, am exhausted...yet strangely dateless!
Bit of online action happening, but not much else to report. Am in touch with new potential boy as result. But, off to BrisVegas, at airport presently so that will have to wait.
I wonder if Brisbane can offer up anything? Seems Sydney is failing to right now so maybe the change of scene will offer better HHing.
Good Luck me!
xxxoooxxx
ps no contact with Harvard since last Saturday morning - maybe he has new 'friend'? Then again could just be off the booze which he seems to require prior bootycalling!
Bit of online action happening, but not much else to report. Am in touch with new potential boy as result. But, off to BrisVegas, at airport presently so that will have to wait.
I wonder if Brisbane can offer up anything? Seems Sydney is failing to right now so maybe the change of scene will offer better HHing.
Good Luck me!
xxxoooxxx
ps no contact with Harvard since last Saturday morning - maybe he has new 'friend'? Then again could just be off the booze which he seems to require prior bootycalling!
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