Down kind of day

I've been having a depressing down kind of day. I'm going to blame it on my monthly lady friend. I haven't spoken with Rich since yesterday (in a text). I feel like maybe things are going to the shitter already. Kind of makes me sad. Kind of makes me happy. Kind of reinforces my thoughts on any sort of relationship. I thought maybe because most of my dating has been online that that was why I was just burning through men but I'm starting to realize maybe I just don't have what it takes to be a girlfriend. I went online to get a pick me up. Yup I think I'm addicting to attention. I met a guy he's cute. His name is Jeff. We'll see how long it takes to burn through him. I wish Rich would call. Today is Tuesday our shitty movie night and he's not here. I wonder what he's thinking or if he has even thought about me today. My roommate says I shouldn't make contact with him that I should have him call me...but I don't think that's going to happen. He has a big race this weekend so I'm not even going to get to see him...means if he doesn't come over tomorrow then there's not me and him time for over a week...balls.

Okay that's all I got. I feel like Debbie downer.

No more chubbies for me!

Why does great sex make the day seem a little brighter??

So I've decided I'm giving up chubby doods. Up until the past few months I've dated nothing but the chubbies...a true chubby chaser at heart. But after dating a few fit and/or not chubby doods I've decided it's the way to go. A good friend of mine recently asked me why I always date bigger guys...after a big of thought I came up with "because I look skinner next to them...I'd rather people say why is she with him rather then why is he with her". She told me I was insane that I wasn't even remotely fat and that she doesn't know a single man that would make me look bad. What a good friend she is for saying that. Anyway the conversation has been replaying in my head over the past few days. I am no longer going to do the fatties (okay maybe one here and there but not on a regular basis. I find that I go to the guy more often, eat healthier and feel over all better about myself when dating a man in shape.

An example is Rich has a race in a couple of weeks and mentioned last night that he needs to run an hour or more every day until the race. After he left this morning that played around in my head for about 10 minutes and the next thing I knew I was at the gym doing cardio.

I am a reformed chubby chaser.

And then there was one...for now...

So I starting talking to Uriah about the same time I started talking with cat boy...but didn't put too much in because I thought I was going to dig cat boy. Okay so we all know that went to shit before it even started.

He's this super cute, sweet, artsy, kind of emo kid. He's a few years younger then me but we really click. We texted for about a month before we even met. We talked on the phone a few times. He's really something special. He has lots of tattoos which is always a bonus for me, has his nose pierced, he works out and has an incredible body. He's smart, funny, a little off beat like myself. Did I mention his insane eyes. My goodness they are gorgeous! So we met at the mall had some Starbucks then went to a show we both had been wanting to see. Drege was amazing. I really had an awesome first date with him. We went downtown after the show and saw his friends hardcore band play. Again had such a great first date. Totally crushing.

We went out a couple more times. To the movies. Out to dinner. Just random hanging out. We had a really nice time. I really thought I may like to date him exclusively...that is until I met Rich.

I met Rich at my brother-in-laws birthday dinner. He didn't show up until later and Matt (my brother-in-law) said Andie I have a guy coming tonight that I know you are going to like. You are going to be into my boy. Yeah yeah Matt I'm sure. So Rich and his friend show up. I see him come in but he sits on the same side of the table of me and I can't really see him. When we get up to leave...meow! I thought holy wow this guy is something. He has tattoos, piercings, and a great smile. So I play it cool and chat with him and his friend. By the end of the night we exchange numbers.

He comes over a few nights later for shitty horror movie night. We are cute and flirty when he gets there. It takes us an hour or so to get comfortable. He cuddles with me while we watch the movie. We kiss. We play a little. We fuck. Yup I skanked it out way fast. It was a lot of fun. We've been hanging out now about a month. We have a lot of fun together. He's actually coming over tonight...we are going to see Area 9. I seriously cannot keep my hands off of him.

Meow.

Cat Boy

So I haven't learned my lesson with online dating and decided to go back for more. I met John on criagslist.com. I posted an ad looking for a creative guy, bla bla bla. So John responds...his version of creativity is that he is a cobbler...yeah they're still around fixing shoes (something I did not know until I met John). So we e-mail back and forth a few times and then exchange numbers. He seems really fantastic...truly. We talk for a week on the phone getting to know each other. He's really funny, his pictures are so cute and we seem to have a lot in common and yet are nothing alike. Which is a good thing. (He got his nickname cat boy because my roommate came home one day while we were on the phone. She said she didn't realize I was on the phone because I didn't say anything for 30 minutes. She wanted to know what was soooo interesting that he was talking about...my answer...his cat.)

So after a week of talking and what not we decided to meet. We went to the Improve for comedy survivor, then we went to Game Works and we finished with a movie "Public Enemy". On paper it sounds like a great date...and I did have a lot of fun with what I was doing just not with the company.

So let's back up...I arrive in Ybor and parked in the garage. We meet a few blocks away and he just starts in with the ooohh let me see you. I need to take this all in. You're so much sexier in person then in your pics which I didn't think was possible (he was mystalking me...forgot to mention that over the past week while we were getting to know each other he told me he kept going on my myspace looking at my pics...a lot...creepy). So he wipes the drool off his face and I realize he has brought me a present. So we sit down in the courtyard next to the Improve and I open my gifts. He individually wrapped like 10 different little gifts..everything from slippers, to shoe supports, to a mood ring, to emery boards, to gum...just lot's of random and weird shit to give a chick on a first date. So I thank him for being so thoughtful. And he busts out the damn camera. Yup 10 minutes into meeting each other he's taking pictures of us. I should have left then but no I stayed around.

So we go into the Improve. We had a drink at the bar (me a beer him a soda because he doesn't drink...I'm talking AA style here). After our drinks we go inside and get out seats. We order some food. The show starts. Our food comes. He makes me a plate. What? Is that normal? He literally put a little salad, some chips, some chicken, etc. from the main dishes onto my plate. Who does that?!? So I eat my fixed plate, watch some funny people, watch some not so funny people. Had a good time minus the company.

So we leave the show and go to Game Works. An "adult" arcade...so an arcade with booze. We play a few games and then we come to a zombie killing games. I may or may not be kind of obsessed with zombie/horror genre anything...so I start killing zombies. As I'm killing zombies he busts out the camera again and starts taking pictures of me...I don't like it at all. I stop killing zombies and we leave. We see Public Enemies. During the pre-views some Hasidic Jews come on the screen and I mention that I have a fantasy about them. Not sure why I felt the need to divulge this information to him but I did. You'll understand why I'm mentioning this in a few.

So he walks me to my car and we say good night with a hug. Before I even make it home he calls to make sure I made it home. I said I'm just pulling in can I call you in a few...he says yes and asks if I looking back into my presents (I had no intention of ever looking into the bag again...and just toss it after my roommate got a kick out of it). So I get inside and I check the back. The douche had put three cards inside. One said good, one said bad, one said really bad. Each one being how the date could have gone. Total douche. Not even funny just lame. The really bad one said sorry for leaving when you were in the bathroom. The bad one said it was nice meeting you I can see us being friends. And the good one was the worst. It was two pages talking about how great of a time he had, how he couldn't wait to fall in love with me...and more and more weird shit. WHAT!? We went on one date!!!

So I spoke with him the next day for a few minutes. He told me he went online and bought an Hasidic Jew costume online. Then he mentioned he looked into finding an uncircumcised dildo!! I seriously can't make this shit up.

I never spoke with Cat Boy after that conversation.

Gross.

Let's Play Catch Up

...doubt it was right.

Stacey turned out to be a total ass. The first dood in my experience to get it and leave. Seriously until Stacey I never had a guy fuck me a never call again. Okay Stacey wasn't that harsh but he went from I'm getting older, I don't have anything to offer a woman but my heart, I really like you Andie, you bring out a side of me that I haven't seen in a long time, you crack me up, bullshit bullshit bullshit.

So we hang out a few times I fuck him against my roommates better judgment and that was that. We talked for about a month after it but didn't see each other even once. He was always "out of town" or "really busy at work, but he really couldn't wait to see me again". So finally stopped returning his texts and that was that.

Since Stacey I have met some interesting fellows. There was cat boy (John), Emo boy (Uriah), Creepy (Joe) and hot stuff (Rich).