Thursday, June 30, 2011

To travel is better than to arrive

"Some famous guy once said "To travel is better than to arrive." And I was like, "What?" Because I used to think there was only one path to take, to where you want to be in life. But if you choose that one path, it doesn't mean you have to abandon all the others. I realize that it is actually what happens along the way what counts. The stumbles... you know, the falls and the friendships. It's the journey, not the destination. You just got to... I guess trust that the future will work itself out like it's supposed to." - Step Up 3

Because not everything on this blog is a rant ;-)

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Who raised this kid?

Ok so last week I was emailing this guy and we set up a date for today (Thursday). He specifically said he would call me THIS week to talk about specifics. That was LAST week. Probably Thursday. What I didn’t realize was that HE was expecting ME to keep my calendar open for his sorry ass up until THE day of the “date” without having ANY type of communication whatsoever.

And no, he never called ever called nor he emailed me again, but I did receive a text from him @ 8:54 am today (Thursday). And here is how it went.

John:Hey. It’s John from POF. Are we still on for tonight?” < < < Dude has some nerve! Not even a “good morning”? Who raised this kid???

Me:U can’t be serious, right? I didn’t hear from u so I made plans. And good morning u too.

John:Ur a trip.

Short and sweet, eh?

I thought about it for a second. I really wanted to tell him that he spelled “Ure/You’re” incorrectly. My friends… there IS a difference between Your/Ur and You’re/Ure. For some reason, most Caucasian guys (that’s my dating preference) can’t spell for their life! Anyways, it was just my immature side that wanted to make him feel a lil stupid or irk him in some way. But I figured I’d just ignore his uneducated white ass and call it a day.

Sometimes I just can’t be bothered.

NEXT!!!!

Monday, June 20, 2011

"Body type"

Have you ever read online dating profiles where people state their “body type” to be “athletic”? Have you then proceed to look at the pictures not to only find out that (1) there are NO full body pictures – to corroborate this statement; and (2) find all sorts of “head shot” pictures that show… a double chin?

Do you really think we won’t notice you’re chunky just because you STATED you were “athletic”? What about IF we meet, and I expect to see an “athletic body”, like you have claimed? Do you really think you can get away with that? -- I honestly I don’t see how! I am sorry but playing ping pong or watching sports on TV doesn’t give you an “athletic” body nor will make you look “athletic” when you are obviously carrying pounds on your face and neck… and possibly on your torso.

Oh and… NO! “prefer not to say” doesn’t make you look any good either. Just be honest with yourself! Either way, those picture speak for themselves.

Somehow, somewhere, the definitions of “athletic”, “average”, and a “few extra pounds” lost their real meaning and now it just makes it even more … uh… “interesting” to browse through these online profiles.

This just keeps getting better and better.


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**I found these definitions surfing the world wide web. Hopefully it will help you understand these body type "parameters" and if you're the honest type, you will fix your profile accordingly.**

Thin:No body fat, to negligible body fat, has the body of a professional model (Male or Female)

Athletic:Just that, body is toned, no flab, and this is clearly different then Thin, Athletic is Athletic

Average:Not Thin, exactly Average is what it means, you are the right weight for your height, and are not A Few Extra Pounds, but you are not Athletic because you are not toned.

A Few Extra Pounds:Just this, you would need to lose 15 pounds or less to be in the Average Body Type

Between A Few Extra Pounds & BBW or Bear Like:Would need to lose 16 pounds or more, but not a BBW or Bear Like

BBW:Just that, a Big Beautiful Woman

Bear LikeJust this, the male equivalent of a BBW.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

The advantages of having an “honest” guy friend

Happy hump day to me! And what’s a hump day without talking a wee bit about sex early in the morning, eh? No, I did not have company last night. What I did have was an interesting text exchange between a guy I met a while back (probably in 2008) through Match.com. What! We have kept communication open. Nothing wrong with that. Hi J!!!! ;-)

Anywhos, I have been reading this book called “Dating Sucks” and it is so right on its scary! As I read through the chapters, all I can think of is “I could’ve written this!”. Whatever, the thing is that I quoted a couple of lines on facebook and my dear friend just HAD to contact me. If you read this… When are we going to meet up for those drinks??? Too busy being a manhoe? *sigh*

Here’s the exchange [enjoy!]:

J: Yep. It’s hard to find a decent dude. Id think there’s def more quality women out there. Men are guided by their penis’ and ego and insecurities most of the time.

J: I’m not one of them and neither are my friends. We’re a different breed. We’re aware of women’s feelings.

Me: Ima quote you on my blog. That was good… at least the first part of it, totally agree!

J: however, I enjoy being single. I do love to make love to a woman. There, lies an issue if one of those women are not comfortable with that. I do think there are a bunch of guys out there who feel and act the same. Loving to give love but not wanting a lasting commitment to one being.

Me: so you think u make love w all these women? U wouldn’t call it fucking? Or sex? To make love id assume ud have to be in love, no?

Me: and… do you tell/inform these girls that “this” has a two week shelve life before the fact? Cause if you don’t … you have to be aware that you are “the asshole” in their conversations.

J: LOL. Not all interactions are similar. AND its not like I’m banging away with multiple women each week or month. You can have a connection with someone and make love on one or a few occasions. The feelings reciprocal and no, I’m not THAT asshole. I will admit that I have been that asshole a few times in my life but I care about others feelings and really only ‘get off’ if they ‘get off’ so all are usually happy.

J: We are gonna have to speak because texting sometimes clouds and miscommunicates.

Me: But do they know there’s no possible future? You didn’t answer that. Do you tell them “I love my freedom” or “I don’t want a committed relationship” or “this is just sex” or anything like that?

At this point he calls me, but I’m at work so I can’t really have this conversation. I pick up and tell him I’m at work and can’t really talk [about this] and proceed to tell him to call me tonight at 8pm if he gets a chance.

Even though right now it’s too damned early for this shit, I am REALLY curious about what he’s got to say about this.

To be continued…

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Brainless?


Often I wonder if men are given a brain at birth or if that part of the process just skips them altogether?

I was currently talking with this dude I met online. We emailed back and forth, on and off, for 2 weeks. I was either too busy with my life or with other dates and I’m sure he was/is on the same boat. But yesterday he texted me and today seems like more of the same. He’s a “jokester”. Nothing wrong with that, right? But I wonder, will I ever be able to have a serious conversation with him that doesn’t necessarily involves “LOL’s”?

This morning he sent me a “piggy” comment. On this end, I was trying to figure out if he really meant it or if he was kidding. Regardless of what the intention behind it was, I am not for any type of “sexual” or “disrespectful” texting or conversation with someone I don’t know or haven’t even met. The conversation went like this:

Me: -“Are you one of those PIGS that want bikini pictures?”
Him: -“Haha. Only if it’s a thong bikini.”

So… I stopped texting him. Tried to figure out if he’s a pig or not and then after about an hour…

Him: -“Where did you go?”
Me: -“I’m here. Just trying to get over the bad joke”
Him: -“Ha. Oh please.”
Me: -“I don’t know if you are aware but there’s a LOT of sick PIGS online and for a second there you sounded like one. If you can’t see that then, ooooh well!”
Him: -“I was teasing silly”
Me: -“I don’t know you so how would I be able to know? Hello?!?!
Him: -“Fair enough. I apologize if I made you feel uncomfortable.”

Who raises these kids?

Daily News did it again!

We'll I can't be complaining ALL the time! LOL

I wanna give yet another GRACIAS to the Daily News for providing me with FOUR more tickets to go see the Yankees v. Texas Rangers. I will be taking three lucky girlfriends to the game.


@ the Yankees v. (I forgot who the opossing team was) game 5/11/2011


I love freebies!!! YAY!

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Sneakers or high heels?

Throughout the years I have learned that first dates mean absolutely nothing. You can go out on a date and be totally horrendous from the beginning, or you can go on a date where everything falls into place. Regardless of the scenario, I can tell you this… no matter how great you thought that first date went (or even how great you feel or look), you are not assured a second one.

So… why go through the aggravation of putting on make up and wearing uncomfy shoes for a stranger? The percentage of us seeing each other again is VERY slim. Why prep myself with nice stuff for a guy that (1) could be a total jackass; or (2) will most likely never see again in my life?

Here’s my theory: I show up as comfortable as possible (if the date is on a work night or a Sunday -- Saturdays are a different story). If the date goes well and he likes me AND we go out on a second date, THEN I’ll dress to impress and be a lil uncomfy. I am not all done up 24/7, so why missrepresent myself on a first date? I want someone to like how I look either wearing sweatpants or jeans… short or long dress. Sneakers and flip flops, sandals and high heels.

So I’ll keep showing up as the real me. Later if lighting strikes, then I’ll make sure I’ll “shine” for the one that stuck around even tho I looked like ass.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Damned shoes!

So last Saturday I went out with one of my good friends.

Our original plans were to have some drinks and then go watch a movie... or maybe drinks and dinner. Whatever. The point is that the main character of the night was going to be Mr. Booze. Cause... When your love life sucks and your job is a job is a job, all you wanna do is drink to make it all better... for a couple hours at least.

Well, we wanted a low key night and skip the aggravation of going to a bar or lounge and realize once again what we were NOT missing, so we decided against drinks at a bar and went straight for dinner... and drinks on the side. Simply deliciousness. She had her precious wine. I had my sweet Khalua & milk. She had her salad. I had my brazilian rice, beans and chicken... and then... we walked to the movies.

Sometimes I wished I had a motorized scooter so I could roll around Manhattan w/o a care in the world.

Not only my job is a pain in my ass and my love life totally sucks, but now my feet feel just how they look.

Why do I wear "cute" shoes again???

SHOOT ME!

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Excuse YOU!

Have you ever been at a movie theater and decided to go to the bathroom before the movie starts so you wont miss a thing?

Well, last night I dared to make such a decision.

Just imagine me walking the long walk to the bathroom (I REALLY had to go), and as I am speeding up toward the glorious "WOMEN'S RESTROOM" sign, this man walking the opposite way, leans towards me and



Oh yes he did. He burped at me.

Now THAT's some new kinda sexy.

I wonder what I'll have to endure next.

Friday, June 3, 2011

DATING SUCKS!!!

Well, well, well... I was browsing around dating topics and I found the book Dating Sucks! Couldn't help myself so I bought it (an used copy of course, wich I will be lending my friends for their own informational entertainment).

Reading a book about a topic I very much well know can't hurt... can it? I mean, how much more cynical could I possibly get? LOL