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All a girl really wants is for one guy to prove to her that they are not all the same.

Day Forty Five-Shark Bait

Conversation with friend:
Friend:  How did your date go?
Me:  Really well.
Friend:  Wow.....that's a first!  Ummm...maybe we should work on your game now.
Me:  Meh......I don't think I need a game.
Friend:  How long have you been single now? I think you need game.  You know that even those guys who insist that they have no game, really do....they are just unaware that they're playing it.  It's like fishing and you're throwing all your bait in the water at once so the only thing that seems to attract are shark.
Me:  I would rather make a total jackass of myself by saying too much or being too accessible than to try and play "the game" and have second thoughts and regrets.  After a little bit of time goes by I'll forget the jackass feeling but I will never be able to live my life filled with regrets...........but if I get eaten by a shark feel free to shoot it.

Today's Song in my Head: "Rumour Has It" - Adele

Favorites: Bob Marley

Day Forty Four-It's Gotta Be A Sign....

So after the umpteenth odd email, I made a decision to hide my profile on the dating website (unfortunately, I had also caved in and renewed it after they gave me one of those great deals that I always fall for).  And then this was the weekend that I had:
First off I met the human incarnation of Pepe LePew....well, if Pepe had grown up in the deep south instead of France.  I wish I had a picture of him because mere words just won't do justice.  Very slim, VERY tan, slick 70's hair (with wings and all), trimmed (not shaved) chest hair, gold chain, mirrored sunglasses, and the clincher....a thin, extremely well manicured mustache (just the stache, no goatee).  Admittedly, the accent was rather charming, but no Pepe....I don't think I would like to go to your house for a barbeque....I'm a bit afraid of which other cartoon characters might show up.....
Then the following day, Mr. 65-Year Old Guy hit on me in Whole Foods. I'm estimating his age, but my sister-in-law confirmed.  You know that there is something amiss when your first reaction is...."oh, he's just making conversation.".......which turns into..."oh, do I know this guy?".......which turns into...."oh, is he the dad of one of my friends?"........which turns to slight horror as you realize that he's hitting on you.  He drinks Kefir which apparently is good for your skin....maybe not so noticeable when you're 60-something, although maybe he was really 80-something and Kefir was doing wonders.
The online dating site is starting to look not so bad after all.........

Today's Song in my Head: TORI AMOS live "SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW"