The best way to get over somebody… August 30, 2007

So whoever said the best way to get over someone is to date someone new is …wrong. Unless in the very exceptionally rare case that that “someone new” is more fabolous than your old guy in every instance. Basically unless he is “the one” then really, all it does is make you want to go back to what you had.

Case in point. A couple weeks ago (shortly after my last blog) I was out on the town on a happy hour turned dancing all night spree on a random Thursday night, when I met BDH. Now, keep in mind that at the time I met BDH I had already consumed 5 glasses of wine. Upon meeting BDH and his friends after a friendly game of passing napkin notes back and forth, we shared a round of shots. Then another drink. Then BDH starts talking about his hobbies and I find out we have a couple in common…which leads us to talking…which leads us to the dance floor…which leads him to ask me to come back to his place with him that night.

No, I didn’t! I wouldn’t do such a thing, esp. on the first night. However, he followed that invite up with many more…and finally talked me into having dinner with him.

What harm is dinner, I thought? It’s a free meal, and I remembered having fun with him the night we met, so I thought it would be harmless.

Little did I know that to my surprise, the sober version of myself was not at all attracted (in fact appalled) by him adn had to suffer through an excrutiating 3 hour date. (It became less excrutiating the more I drank.)

However, now I have learned my lesson. He is still calling, texting, etc. and not getting the hint. This begs the question, is it better to be honest with someone (i.e. I’m just not into you) or lie until they get the hint.

I can tell you with all the stress of the above, I have definitely been missing the ex lately…

WTF? August 17, 2007

Wow, so obviously it’s been a long hiatus. This was supposed to be a single girl’s blog about misadventures in dating, but after my second blog, I went and got myself into a relationship! How do those things happen without you ever really trying or meaning for it to happen? One innocent date followed by another and all of a sudden your in a six month relationship and you have to start thinking about your “future” and “priorities” and “is he the one” and “if not I better get out now.” Wow, crazy. So I did. Get out now, I mean. Or rather 2 months ago. I ended my break-up with an inception back into singlehood in the best city to be single in the world…Las Vegas. Can’t beat that. I wasn’t at my best, to say the least, but much fun was had, and I’m sure I’m not the only one who had it I was anti being single when I broke up with the guy, but it wasn’t working, so what do you do? I honestly wanted (and still sort of do) to sit home and light candles and read books, but really, where is that getting me? So now I’m back to out and about, which is sometimes promising, sometimes a drag, and usually a headache either way (sometimes the night of, sometimes the morning after.) So we’ll see…. Let’s see how long I can keep up the blogging before a relationship creeps up on me again…