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Friday, August 15, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
What's in a Name
I once had a date with a guy who dated Suzanne Vega. Know how I know that? Because he made darn well sure it came up in our conversation.
I remember him kind of steering the conversation toward this very exciting announcement, and then looking at my face carefully for the response. Apparently, he didn't see the proper amount of awe there, and he was might disappointed. In fact, he was bummed that I'd dated a somewhat famous musician too (not nearly as well-known as her, but his band has a loyal and large following).
It came as little surprise that he didn't call me for a second date.
However, what is really funny about this is that the next day I went hiking with a friend who was also doing a lot of Internet dating at the time. I was telling her about my date and she just started laughing. She'd gone out with the guy too! And he'd also found a way to tell her about Suzanne. She didn't have a second date with him either. Maybe nobody could measure up.
I remember him kind of steering the conversation toward this very exciting announcement, and then looking at my face carefully for the response. Apparently, he didn't see the proper amount of awe there, and he was might disappointed. In fact, he was bummed that I'd dated a somewhat famous musician too (not nearly as well-known as her, but his band has a loyal and large following).
It came as little surprise that he didn't call me for a second date.
However, what is really funny about this is that the next day I went hiking with a friend who was also doing a lot of Internet dating at the time. I was telling her about my date and she just started laughing. She'd gone out with the guy too! And he'd also found a way to tell her about Suzanne. She didn't have a second date with him either. Maybe nobody could measure up.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Marriage Obsession
Why is it that women get the bad reputation for being obessessed with marriage? I've had plenty of men who just couldn't let the topic drop. Of course, for them it was always the need to tell me how much they never wanted to do it!
I dated a muscian for a year. We had so much fun together. But our dates could never really get fun until he got the marriage speech off his chest. No joke...sometime within the first half hour of each date, he'd casually bring up the fact that he never wanted to get married into the conversation. I'd reply that if he didn't want to do it, he probably shouldn't. And then he'd relax and we would have fun.
He was totally obsessesed with how much he didn't want to be tied down, and he couldn't see that I wasn't asking him to. In fact, had I seriously thought about it, I wouldn't have wanted to marry him...he was a drummer. It would have been a rough life for me.
But he couldn't let it drop. One night I was chatting with the guitarist in his band as they were breaking down. I actually remember that we were discussing the guy's car trunk and how many instruments he could fit in it. I remember this because my guy saw us talking and yelled "Is she telling you how much she wants to marry me?" Neither the guitarist nor I even knew what to say to that.
Therefore it didn't surprise me that the last time I ever saw him was the night he told me that if (not that he ever would), but if he ever got married, I was at the top of the list.
Men.
I dated a muscian for a year. We had so much fun together. But our dates could never really get fun until he got the marriage speech off his chest. No joke...sometime within the first half hour of each date, he'd casually bring up the fact that he never wanted to get married into the conversation. I'd reply that if he didn't want to do it, he probably shouldn't. And then he'd relax and we would have fun.
He was totally obsessesed with how much he didn't want to be tied down, and he couldn't see that I wasn't asking him to. In fact, had I seriously thought about it, I wouldn't have wanted to marry him...he was a drummer. It would have been a rough life for me.
But he couldn't let it drop. One night I was chatting with the guitarist in his band as they were breaking down. I actually remember that we were discussing the guy's car trunk and how many instruments he could fit in it. I remember this because my guy saw us talking and yelled "Is she telling you how much she wants to marry me?" Neither the guitarist nor I even knew what to say to that.
Therefore it didn't surprise me that the last time I ever saw him was the night he told me that if (not that he ever would), but if he ever got married, I was at the top of the list.
Men.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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