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After a successful third date on Tuesday with interior designer, we move along to Thursday night. Initially I was going to spend the evening with the lovely physical therapist, however, her mother decided to visit this week and spend the evening with her tonight. She called me Wednesday afternoon to inform me of this revelation, citing that she didn’t want to deal with the intensive Q&A that would arise if she told her Mom that she had a date. I could tell she felt badly about canceling and wanted to reschedule ASAP.
So we’re going out tomorrow night instead. It’s Luke’s birthday, but he doesn’t seem too gung-ho about turning 26. We shall dine at Chow Baby on Howell Mill. Has anyone eaten there before? I’ve been to the whole stir-fry/Madarin grill sort of restaurant before in Kansas so I know what to expect. I’ll thoroughly enjoy it, I just hope she will and isn’t a finicky eater. Can’t stand that, personally. My brother and father are like that.
So with a free Thursday evening, I whipped-out my cell phone and called the theater girl who I have wanted to meet for quite some time now. We got a late drink at Front Page tonight… which turned into a three hour first date. I’m getting quite good at those. Unlike last week’s first date, I want to see her again soon. I see a lot of my ex in this girl, but I’m trying to decide if she possesses the good qualities or the bad ones.
Now you may be asking: “RA, it’s March Madness… what kind of heterosexual man would date a time like this?!?” I’ll admit, I was a little upset when I left the house during halftime of the Duke game and returned to see the final score. But last time I checked, Greg Paulus neither smells nice nor wants to make out with me. And he’s kinda flat-chested… not that I care about that sort of thing.
Last night was the double date. I picked her up at her place, met her roommate, etc. Then we hauled ass over to the Vortex to get a burger and beer before the show. Patrick and his girlfriend joined us and, if I were a less confident man, would have totally embarrassed me with the stories told in those 45 minutes. But she was a good sport and joined-in.
We walked down to the Variety and I thoroughly enjoyed that show. We upped the physicality a little. When she went to the bathroom, Patrick’s girlfriend nearly jumps clear over him to talk to me about her. Apparently both of them think we’re a good match. So anyway, I’m not the type of guy who openly does PDA in front of my friends. I walked her to the door and we made out a bit under the yellowish glow of the porch light. I didn’t stay, though I probably would have if the situation were different.
I don’t think I’m pursuing any “new” people on Eharmony. I need to tactfully deal with what I’ve already got.
Tonight I went on my third “first date” from Eharmony, this time with the physical therapist. I really didn’t know what to expect going into the date. Even though I spoke to her on the phone for nearly an hour, I still didn’t have a good feel for her personality. It seemed like she was a combination of being really shy/reserved and having a dry, sarcastic sense of humor. I’ve always felt that online dating is backwards. The things you find out before you agree to meet are what most people discuss during a first date. Read the rest of this entry »
The date last night went well. She was late, but bought a round to make up for it. The weather was perfect, Front Page wasn’t crowded, and before we knew it we had talked for more than 2 hours. Great chemistry, interested in learning more about me, remembered things I had mentioned in previous conversations.
I had agreed to meet a friend of mine for dinner about 9:30 way down in Peachtree City. But since we both seemed to be enjoying ourselves, I suggested we bounce and get some food. We walked up the street to Savage Pizza (my favorite pizza joint in the city) and got a calzone. I still wanted to hang out with my friend before it got too late, so I shoveled my food down like I hadn’t eaten in a week… they were closing at 10, so that’s my excuse.
Walked back to her car, kissed her like a good boy, then actually had to return a missed call from a different match. I love having a “stable.” It helps take the edge off and ease my perceived need to impress. The downside is that it can get expensive.
Tonight I’m grilling and playing Wii. :)
In case you’re wondering, yes, I’ll call her tomorrow.
