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To catch you up on what I’ve been up to: Things with D went south last weekend, really too much to tell, but to put it nicely, I’m about 99% sure it’s done. Let’s say alcohol, no food, courage from the alcohol, and immaturity played huge parts. I’m very upset, bc I feel like I had gotten to know D and really grew fond of our time together. Yes, I did cry- it’s a really bad situation and in my heart I know this isn’t right.
Alas this brings me back to the entire point of the experiment. In just 30 days, I met and dated wonderful guys, became close with them, and then managed to loose them all! That was not supposed to be the outcome- hence my need to begin this process again, and take the lessons that I learned last month and put them to good use. Because this time- I’m not gonna fuck it up.
Last night I went out with J- he’s a beverage sales manager-esque. Works for Sam Adams and travels to stores to make sure others like Sam Adams, something to that effect. Were both on the UES so we met at Vespa Bar- great. I walk from my house a measly 3 blocks, and manage to sweat pounds of weight off! I even brought a compress to dab my brow- very grandma-esque. Then I readjust my dress and notice he’s waiting outside, cool. We go in, sit down, chat for a bit, then get a glass of wine. He orders some tasting plate of vegetables and we continue to chat. He’s my age, lives alone, makes his own hours, loves to travel, the whole deal. Strangely my mind wanders, back and forth between our conversation, and what it would be like to be there with someone else. We do have a lot in common, but the truth is I don’t think I have any romantic connection with him, so that’s a big negative. The date is 2.5 hours, so there was stuff to talk about, there was just something missing. Not sure if I will see him again, we shall see.
I have dates lined up through Sunday- and will continue to go out until I find my prince charming.