Archive for February, 2010

Wish List

     For now I have no dating prospects.  And as a result I have had ample Olympic viewing time.  Although I love sports and have enjoyed the competition, there is a downside to this.  I have now spent a week day dreaming over unattainable men that I will never meet.  Fantasizing over fake relationships with athletes who don’t know I exist.  But really, staring at the TV for a few hours at a time, at men who are well oiled machines, zero body fat, and know how to go for what they want,  how can you not?

Robin Szolkowy – Germany – Doesn’t make men’s figure skating look so fruity.  Kinda has a “bad boy of the ice” look about him.

Igor Sarcevic – Serbia – Justin Timberlake and Orlando Bloom don’t do much for me.  But if the two of them had a love child…whoo!  Shame his sport makes him cover that mug in a helmet.

Seth Wescott – USA – Zia sees, Zia likes.  How can you not dig a man who lives in a town called Sugarloaf?  Not too keen on the lip fuzz he’s got going on, but…well…everything else makes up for it.

Aksel Lund Svindal – Norway – *Top Pick* – Humpty Dumpty may have had a great fall, but damn if those doctors didn’t put him back together again.

      Aside from the fact that I will most likely never meet these men, have no clue if they are single, I feel I may have a shot with 3 out of the 4.  As OkCupid pointed out to me, there is distance and a language barrier, and according to them, that’s what I need.  So, come on, the internet is world-wide…who can help a girl out?


Hey, what’s your sign?

     Facebook guy asked to meet me a few Fridays ago.  First Friday things came up so he canceled.  The following Friday was the reschedule date.  That Friday came and went.  No phone call, email, or text with any details for the meet or cancelation.  This week he had the audacity to IM me on Facebook and say that we keep missing each other.  I’m sorry, but I fail to see how this is a we situation.  He seems to be screwing up just fine without any assistance.  I quickly told him I had to go and haven’t heard from him since.  Needless to say, I called it quits on this guy too. 

     Between Sugardaddy and Facebook guy, that makes me 0-2 in the past few weeks.  And, since my online dating days are over, my well has dried up.  Time to find a new well, but where?

     So yesterday I paid a much needed visit to my esthetician for my usual threading and dose of nosy-Asian-woman wisdom.  As I was laying on the table, undoubtedly making the most attractive faces while having eye brow hairs yanked from my face, she chimed in on the Chinese New Year.  After asking me what year I was born she said, “Oh, you need a Tiger.” (Damn straight I do.)  Went on how this is the year of the Tiger and it will be a good year for me.  She said I needed to be with a Tiger and that Dogs are my best friends.  (…I believe that line is already taken, but if she wants it…)  

     Where does this delightful information leave me?  I guess I now have to bring back the classic, “what’s your sign,” but with an updated flair.  How do you think the guys will respond to me in a bar if I waltz up and ask, “What’s your inner animal?”

     Attention getter…or no?

Calling it Quits

     One great date, does not a relationship make.  Almost two weeks after our initial date (I’m a Long Way from Being a Sugar Baby) , I feel Sugardaddy is no more.  First off, he waited four days to call after the date.  It was a short call telling me he was unexpectedly going out-of-town for work for about two weeks.  I did learn on our date that he has a government job and does a lot of traveling.  (My best friend is convinced he’s a spy for the CIA.)  Anyhow, he said he’d call me the following day and never did.  Knowing how last-minute traveling can be, I didn’t hold that against him and shot him a text the following day to see how the things went.  Short response text back about missing luggage.

     The week went by and no word.  (Best friend believed he was in a tree staking out his next assignment.)  So, on that Friday I just sent a casual text inquiring if his week went better than his Sunday had.  Luggage didn’t arrive for four days, things were busy, and he was out for a drink.  (Guess he’s out of the tree.)  We had a little short text banter and then that was it.  The weekend went by, no word.  All last week, no word.  I had received some other Sugardaddy emails, that as usual, I couldn’t read, and saw that he hadn’t checked his profile in over a week, so I knew he wasn’t blowing me off for someone else.  Either that or the tree didn’t get reception.  He should have been back this weekend, and yet, no word.  But he did manage to check his Sugardaddy profile.

      So, such is life.  I think what annoyed me the most is that after being on so many first dates with guys and hearing the blasé, “Let’s meet up again,” his sincerity and interest was refreshing.  And how odd do you find it that I could text him and he’d respond, but yet he could not take the initiative or find the time to contact me first?  Come on, how long does it take to shoot a short text?  Fifteen seconds?  (Best friend now convinced he’s an assassin and was cleaning up his mess.)  If he really wanted to see me again, a little interest would have been nice.  (Well, his interest may not have worked out for his target’s sake.)

     Sadly, he’s not the only one I’m calling it quits on…