I had a shitty weekend. Real shitty.

Hmmm… where do I begin?

On Friday, I was SUPPOSED to have a second date with the passive guy from Ok Cupid. In the morning, he sent me a text asking if we were still on for that night. Yes, I said. Do you want to meet me or can I pick you up? he asked. I told him he could pick me up. He asked if 6 pm would be an okay time. I said yes.

Then he asked: Can I be honest with you for a second?

I said yes, of course. And I knew it was coming.

He then proceeded to tell me that he didn’t feel like I looked him in the eye very much on our first date, nor did I do a good job of making conversation.

Ummm what? We hung out from 7pm until about 3 am, so….

I asked him if our first date sucked so bad, then why did he ask me on a second date (not to mention, why did he read my blog and buy my book)?

He said he actually did have a good time on our first date, but that since I didn’t text him very much afterward, he thought maybe i was not interested. Because of that, he actually WASN’T going to ask me on a second date, but then he just thought “you never know.”

I’ve been on some dates with some assholes, but I’ve never had a guy plan an entire evening, and then text me 4 hours before he’s supposed to pick me up, and tell me that because I didn’t look him in the eye or text him enough, that he didn’t want to go on the date.

Anyway, since it was the Friday before a holiday weekend, my boss was kind enough to let us leave early (like at 2pm). She knows I work a lot after-hours and on the weekends, so to her, it really wasn’t even a break, she just didn’t see the point in making us sit in an office when there was pretty much no one around.

Oh, but of course! Someone in my office was stalking my Twitter feed and saw a tweet that said it felt good to be at home. The Tweet was posted before 5pm on Friday, so my coworker (not exactly sure which one) took a screen capture of it and showed my boss’ boss.

So we all got in trouble.

For what, I’m not exactly sure.

Then Saturday night rolls around and I’m with my friends, having some drinks, blah blah blah. When I wake up Sunday morning, I have another email from my boss saying that one of my coworkers (not sure who, again) took offense to things I was Tweeting Saturday night, so he/she screen-capped them and sent them to my boss, saying that it was not a good representation of our company.

CAN A BITCH GET A BREAK?

So, now, I’m at work, sitting here, not really sure if I’m going to get lectured later or not. I seriously hate my job. If anyone knows of a job in web/social media/editing/writing… let me know. I don’t care where it is.

SOS.

Dates, dates…

Hey yo! Well, ever since I got my stupidly small raise at work, I’ve been focusing on other things that are much more important…like me!

So, I’m still on an online dating site, and I FINALLY met up with this guy I’ve been talking to on there for about two months. After about six weeks of messing through the service, we traded phone numbers and decided to meet up.

While he nice, and looks like he looks in his profile pictures, I’m not quite sure the spark is there. We do have a lot to talk about — even though he seems pretty passive and agrees with me on most subjects. Which actually makes me wonder what would really piss him off? Just out of curiosity.

The weird thing about him? I think he stalked me a little too much before we met up. I don’t mean he looked at my online profile several times (though he did), I mean he googled where I’m from and mentioned it on our date. Like he knew the county name and the population.

That’s shit I don’t even know.

In the meantime, he reads my blog, which is cool, but texts me about my post of the day. Is it weird that this gets on my nerves? Like, I don’t really want to discuss the topics on my blog. He also admitted that he bought my book — which is cool — and that he already read it.

I don’t know… I’m just kind of turned off. I am used to guys not supporting me, so I’m trying to turn a new leaf and say, “Hey, this guy is just trying to be supportive!” But part of me thinks it’s a little weird.

When our first date was over, we hugged goodbye, and I thought…well, if he asks me out again, I think it deserves another shot; if he doesn’t, I don’t really care.

He asked me out again for Friday night, so we’ll see how it goes. In the meantime, what do you guys think, am I being too weird or is he?

Captain peg leg.

Hey hey!!

I am writing to you all from the comfort of my bed! Am I sick? Heck no! I’ve having my very own version of Ferris Bueller’s Day off… only I’m not going to a bunch of cool places in Chicago.

Instead, I’m in bed, watching the television marathon of Below Deck… and yes, I’ve had this day planned for at least a month, because I love this show, and it’s never on TV, but TONIGHT is the season 2 premier!!!!!

Although I planned to completely be lazy today, I actually got one freelance project finished and I put my dishes away and cleaned my bathroom… not so lazy, right?

Truth be told, I never have liked missing work or school, but I do feel like I’ve been working my ass off lately, with little-to-no recognition for it. I cannot remember if I’ve mentioned this already, and I’m definitely too lazy to go look, but I did get a raise. A whopping 3.4% raise. I wanted 10.

And I do not mean to sound greedy. I just feel like I took on a job that wasn’t even the one I applied for, and I did it without complaining, so where’s the reward?

I feel like I’m torn, because I think I could be making more money working somewhere else, but I’m not so sure I want to leave where I am — this is a battle I’ve always got on my mind.

But until I figure it out… I’m going to enjoy the rest of my day playing hookie (and hitting the gym, of course). Until next time…

Herrrroooo!!!

Hey guys! Sorry it’s been so long!

I am just returning from spending a week with Gizzy & Buttons, and it was SO fun, I’m pretty much still recovering. I have so much to tell you guys, but I’ll try not to ramble, and I’ll try to remember everything.

Initially, Gizzy invited me to town for a wedding she was invited to — it was my first time as a “plus one,” and it was really fun, considering the wedding was VERY FANCY, only we both got hammered, and I thought I was going to barf, and then we both started crying (not until the cab ride tho) because we’re single, and actually Gizzy was the one who ended up being sick.

Go us.

The rest of the week followed suit, as we ate and drank all sorts of yummy things, watched trashy TV (including The Bachelorette finale, who’s glad she picked Josh?!??!?!), and all-in-all, it was a jolly time. When I got back into town, one of my coworkers picked me up and filled me in on everything that happened at the office since I’ve been out.

While most of what she said was pretty standard, she DID say that I could look online and get my raise information. I was really nervous to look, but I did… and I was disappointed.

Before the raise, my salary was $41,600. The raise bumped me to $43,014.

Do I sound like a diva? When I told my coworker about the raise, she was all, “CONGRATS, THATS SO AWESOME, I HOPE THAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER ABOUT RETURNING TO WORK!!!!”

Umm, it really didn’t. I think that’s like a 3% raise, and I was hoping for 8-10%. I feel like I’ve taken on an entirely different job, without being asked, and I’ve done a pretty awesome job at it, not to mention that I’ve only gotten one raise in the 6 years I’ve worked here (when I went from $40K to $41K).

I dunno, what do you guys think? Standard? Or am I being a diva?

OK Cupid update.

So, I’ve met up with two people from OK Cupid so far. Which I feel like is a pretty good record.

The first person I met up with was “Beard Guy,” and we went to a karaoke competition, which was really fun. I met him around 9:30 on a Wednesday night, and stayed drinking/talking/watching until 1:30 am. Yeah, I was really exhausted the next day, but it was a lot of fun.

That same Thursday, I met up for coffee with “Outdoorsy Guy.” I wasn’t sure what to expect, because he asked me for coffee right away, so I didn’t know much about him, and he had a whopping ONE picture online that was kind of far away.

Turns out he’s from Iran, and he was in the states on a visa, because he was getting his PHD in petroleum engineering. He had recently learned English, so I had a little trouble understanding him, but at first our conversation was fairly decent. Then, he started asking me about the things I like to write on… I told him love, dating, relationships… and he looked up my blog (not this one) and column… and said…

“Don’t you want to write about something more serious?”

Like, what, petroleum engineering?

I was pretty much done with the conversation at that point, but I finished my coffee and politely said I had to get back to work.

He asked for my number, and this is where things get awkward. I didn’t have any interest in seeing him again, but what was I supposed to say? No, I don’t want you to have my number?

So I gave it to him, and of course he called me right then, so I would have his.

He texted me the following day, and when I didn’t reply, he sent me a shitty text about how rude I was. Then, a few days later, he was reading my blog, and sent me a text regarding it — umm okay, so you thought my blog was silly, yet you’re reading it, and you BLOCKED me on Ok Cupid, yet still texting me.

#ByeFelicia

I met up with the beard guy for a second date — dinner and a movie.

It was fun, but I just wasn’t feeling a spark. I decided that ultimately, I just cannot seriously date someone who works in the service industry. And I don’t say that to be judgy — I’ve worked nearly 10 years in the service industry. But the schedule, and the lifestyle, just doesn’t mesh with mine.

I think he was feeling the same vibe, and we talked about it and decided to remain friends.

Since then, I’ve started talking to a few other guys, that I’m hoping to meet. So far, I still think this is a good experience — I’m learning a ton about what I want in a relationship!

I haven’t forgotten about The Bachelorette!

I know I pretty much dropped the ball when it comes to Tweeting or even commenting on The Bachelorette… but I’ve still been watching it. Seriously, no matter how much that show pisses me off, I still get sucked in to watching it every single season!

Tonight is the hometown visits, and I feel like THIS is when things really start getting good — we really get to see who these guys are. I don’t know about you, but I’m rooting for Josh; he’s fine as hell, and he seems genuine. Nick on the other hand, not so genuine.

Anyway, how was everyone’s 4th?

Per usual, all of my “coupled” friends went out of town for a couples trip (I didn’t know people really did that, but they do), and I was left to my own devices. I ended up going to the gym in the morning, going to the grocery (to purchase a gallon of wine), and setting up shop outside on the roof of my building.

I had a lawn chair, beach towel, wine, chips & dip, and a good romance novel. It was actually quite nice. I felt like a little bit of a loser, then I really was just enjoying my time relaxing and getting to read a good book.

I started to get a sunburn after just a few hours, so I came inside and caught a good nap before grilling some kebabs and corn on the cob. It was a good day.

Meanwhile, I cannot remember how much I’ve said on this blog about me creating a profile on OK Cupid? If I haven’t mentioned it, then now you know and I’ll have some explaining to do for next time.

Anyway, amidst all of the people I’m meeting and talking to online, I kind of started talking to someone from my past — don’t worry it’s not an ex! Instead, it is a guy I had a crush on in high school. We’ll call him Pickles, because that is what I call him, anyway.

Pickles and I had our first real run in in high school at winter formal my freshman year. Gizzy was my date, and during every slow song we would run into the bathroom and hide because it seemed like we were the only ones without a person to dance with.

But when one slow song started, Pickles asked me to dance. And I’m pretty sure I’ve been hooked ever since. He is unconventionally cute, with blonde hair, and a coy smile.

In college, I saw him a few times during visits with other friends. But it wasn’t until a few years ago that I started thinking of him, and started wondering what he was up to.

So I sent him a message on Facebook… but it went with no response, and so I figured he wasn’t interested. No big deal. About a year later, I started to wonder again. But since my first message went ignored, I didn’t write another.

Until last week. I figured what the hell, and reached out to him via Twitter. And within two hours, he called me.

We’ve been texting and talking every day since then, and when I go see Gizzy at the end of the month, I’m going to stop for a drink with him, too.

I don’t want to pitch it as more than it is… I know he lives far away, and I think the visit will be telling — there’s got to be a spark, you know! But, either way, I’m really excited to see an old friend.

Alright, here goes…

Hey yoooooooo!

I’m really glad to say that I’m feeling a lot better this week. After being so stressed out last week, I decided to hunker down over the weekend and get a TON of work done, which resulted in earning some extra cash to help me pay some bills.

The weight is slowing being lifted.

Meanwhile, these past two months, I’ve totally just been feeling BORED with myself. Yes, I’ve got friends and I’m still going to the gym and blogging and my freelance work, and my regular job, but I’m still just always by myself, and sometimes I feel like I’m just sick of hanging out with myself!

I mean I’m cool, but… not that cool.

And so, I decided to make another profile for online dating.

If you recall, last summer I spent 30 days, and also 30 dollars, just to email a ton of people, meet one, and ultimately be REJECTED by him after just one coffee meetup.

It was stupid and I felt like I paid money to get rejected and feel like shit about myself, when I do that for free on a regular basis.

But since I decided to go with a free online dating option, I feel way less pressure. I feel like even if I just meet people to talk to or to hang out with, that would be really cool.

Having said that, I’ve been on the dating site for less than 48 hours, and I’m happy to say that 41 different dudes have messaged me.

Of course, not all of them are winners. I’m having a few solid conversations though. Here’s the rundown:

1. OutdoorsyGuy

He’s 31, studying at the school I went to, getting his phd. That’s pretty much all I know about him, and we are getting coffee Thursday morning.

2. TattooGuy

Also 31, his birthday was today. He has lots of tattoos. Seems cute, funny. Exchanged probably 20 messages so far.

3. SportsGuy

37. Sports blogger. Pretty cute in a way that I’ve never experienced. Definitely cool to talk to.

4. BeardGuy

33. Beard Guy I am completely digging. Like major. He actually already knows who I am because we have some mutual friends, but I don’t recall actually “meeting” him. So far, he just seems super laid back and cool, and into going on dates, and really likes music. Because of this, he manages a live music venue. Bad for scheduling… and I mean, service industry. I kind of have a bad taste in my mouth from my ex with that… but I feel like I’ll just see where this goes. Right now we’re just messaging… I am hoping he’ll want to meet soon!

Eeek!

See? Look how exciting this is!

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