2.2

Last night I went out with J- someone who I connected with through emails a while ago- never met, and then we lost touch. Not quite sure if I could describe this complex strange diamond/IT/consulting/selling job he does, so we’ll just call him the Jeweler. He’s my age- which I can now say after dating a lot of different people in a lot of different age ranges, my conclusion is people my age are bad decision makers. To start- we went back in forth 5 emails before I decided on a place. I would really like for people to take initiative…. Alas we meet after texts of I’ll be late/he’ll be late. But overall it was nice. We chatted a lot about our both seemingly same strange roommate situation and how were both being left high and dry! He also loves to travel, which is really a passion of mine as well. He’s even going on what would be my dream vacation- Thailand, Japan, China, and back, for the entire month of July! That’s really neat. I had to leave about an hour and change into the meeting because I had other plans, but we did say we would speak again, as I think we both had a really nice time. We texted back and forth a lot last night- it was nice.

2.1

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.