So the dating front has been weak to say the least. I had a prospect who e-mailed me a few weeks ago. We'd chatted through City Pages for a few months in the late fall, but due to his infrequent responses I came to the conclusion that "he's just not that into me." Thank you Greg Behrendt.
So it was a nice surprise to hear from him about 3 months later seemingly regretful that we had never actually met. He's going to school to be an ESL teacher, I am an ESL teacher, we both like to travel, etc. We met a few times and had some nice conversations and exchanges some awkward pecks. I was playing it cool and letting him call me, which he did. On Tuesday he called and we talked about meeting at the Triple Rock to see the Divebomb Honeys. He called late that Thursday night to say he wouldn't be able to make it because of "homework." However, he was on his way to a barbeque, so I'm guessing that wasn't the real reason. Anyways, he ended the conversation by saying that he would like to get together with me "sometime." I suggested he call me if he wanted to get together "sometime." LAME
Anyways, so I didn't really feel like going out this weekend and decided to give a friend/ex a call. Not surprising, he was feeling quite down. We've become reacquainted (see the week of the ex's) not too long ago and have been hanging out a bit. He's really funny, but way self-depricating. Last night, being the good friend that I am, I decided to bring him some dinner. He was unable to move his neck, so I tried to help by massaging the knots out. I guess my massage techniques leave something to be desired because afterwards he had a large welt and it appeared that I had rubbed so hard that I took off some skin. OOPs. We were able to laugh it off and watch a movie.
Then the dude started sneezing a bunch and had a runny nose. After snuggling up to me he backed away and said "I think I'm allergic to you." I took this as my cue and suggested I leave, all the while, he's rubbing my back telling me I shouldn't go. Talk about mixed fucking messages. I went to the bathroom and decided it would be best to go. I came back out and said I was taking off. He was all pouty, but what the hell? I'm sorry, I can't makeout with someone who is allergic to me or cats for that matter. This will be added to my list of "guys I can't date" - the ones allergic to me. Super.
- Melanie
