just saw eclipse OR why are vampires so sexy?

I just saw Eclipse. I'm on the train going home and I'm in a tizzy. A tizzy! Love triangles. Bare-chests. Almost sex that might be so far from sex it's sex!

my left big toe was bleeding during the film (accident with door) and it made me want to be a teenage girl and have a sexy vamp suck my toe.


yea, that's right. I went there.

The Zit

Ever seen that episode of My So Called Life were Angela gets the giant zit and all she can think about is making-out with Jordan Catalano and the zit that is slowly consuming her face?

Yea, that's me right now.

the waiting is the hardest part

It's tough. I'm out of town, away from my potential lady friend. I last saw her about a week ago, and have had some limited contact since then. It frustrates me to be away, as I skipped town only two weeks into our "relationship." This should be prime smooching, cuddling, quality time. Clearly, my timing is atrocious.

A few texts have been exchanged, but it's been pretty limited. I really want to talk to her, but the near universal advice I keep getting is "play it cool."

Well, playing it cool sucks. It sucks. I know if I overdo it, I'll blow the whole thing, blah blah blah. I just sit here, in an incredibly comfortable chair, periodically checking my phone to see if I've received a message, or looking at the photo I took of her with my phone. I fawn over it. It's true. I feel like such a pansy.

huzzah

I went on an AWESOME date the other night. No one I've written about so far. A new dude. He's, in short, (prepare yourselves for a string of adjectives): funny, intelligent, attractive, a sweetheart, quirky, and passionate. He talks more than I do, which is just insane and awesome.



We went out. Had a great time. We didn't kiss, but held hands. (awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww)



I'm still going to go out with a couple of the guys I've met "in real life," so that I don't get too excited (I'm very excitable) and put all my eggs in one basket, so to speak. New dude is taking me out again early next week!!! Embarrassingly, I want to see him as much as possible before I leave for my 2 week trip. I want to get to know him better.

End. It.

The Lola Ultimate Dating Playoffs are, officially, over. I am exhausted! And, I am choosing none of the contestants. Tiger never got back in touch with me, so I'm done with his flightiness. I could go out with Patchy again, but I think I might have to kill myself before drinking more of his precious mineral water. Bean, clearly, was a flop. And Face Guy hated me.

So, onto bigger and better things...

A new sort of bracket! Recently, friend sent me this: Who is the Sexist Beast of All Time dating bracket. I think I am going to put all my energy into completing it, possibly in the form of some sort of drinking game.

Accidental Date?

So, I met this boy when I was out and about--two weeks ago. I was very drunk (damn you makers mark!). I screamed at him--loudly--that we should be friends. We exchanged digits. I meant nothing more by this transaction, than to acquire a new friend.

Second Part Digression: As depicted in THE RAM, I am a rather aggressive gal. But not only in dating, in everything. So, when I meet a new person that I really want to be friends with I can come on a little strong. Two examples. When I wanted to be friends with one of Alejandro's friend (and first follower of this blog), I vaguelly recall drunkenly screaming (once again. pattern?) that we should be bffs. Gladly, this person is really awesome, and played along and now we're friends!

Another example: Accidental Lesbian Date. I went to a lesbian block party during Pride Week. I've been known to check out the ladies, and many of my friends are lesbians and I thought it would be fun. It was super fun. However, my lesbian friends and I met a chic. I was not in any way attracted to her, but thought she was awesome. Went out of town for awhile and, upon my return, I promptly contacted Potential New Friend (PNF) because she seemed cool. PNF wanted to hang out that Sat. I said sure, whatcha wanna do? She said a late night stroll around the neighborhood. I said, why don't we do something more exciting (ie. drink). She countered with...mini-golf. It was not until this moment that I realized I had walked into a date. In retrospect, I was pretty dense. Clearly, we met at LESBIAN BLOCK PARTY and I came on strong to be her friend (calling right when I got back from vacation) and, well, in short I blame myself. I called off the "date," and we have not spoken since.

So, in short, I am overly aggressive and often naive. But in this following situation, I feel like I didn't come on too strong, etc. Check it out:

So, met this guy. Exchanged digits. He was cool and I'd consider going on a date with him, but he's probably not gonna be the love of my life. So, last night I get a text from him that says, "Wanna go to yoga with me tomorrow?" Do I want to go to yoga with a potential new friend? Of course! I love yoga! I love PNFs! Early this morning (7am) I respond: "I teach then. Another time?" Him: There is another class with that teacher on thurs from 6:15 to 7:15 (pm). also...if not let me know your teaching schedule and we'll work our date in around that!" Half-asleep, I do not read this text closely and see yoga on Thursday and think yes. Respond with: "Perfect." I fall back asleep. Why we were texting at 7 am is beyond me...

I wake up a couple hours later and re-read the text. I notice the our date part. Does this mean he thinks it is a date? Or, am I overthinking this shit? I'm okay if it is a date, but it is weird because I didn't consent to a date. So, am I in another accidental date situation? Thoughts?

Disappointing Guy of the Day

The Switch is a dating blog my friend writes. Honestly, it is one of the wittiest, well-written blogs I've come across. The Disappointing Guy of the Day posts are fucking hilarious. In high school, this friend once announced in AP English that "love is as messy as chicken wings." Enough said...

I am visiting my friend for 9 days at the end of August. Shenanigans will, inevitably, ensue. There will be guest posts on both blogs, kinda like an Angel/Buffy crossover episode. There will be disappointing guys. There will be drunkenness. There will be chaos. And, then, there will be awesome.