Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Half satisfied - better than not at all !
Dustin, this one got me. Not like understood me, but I went on a second date with him. Sarcastic son of a bitch, and something is clearly really wrong with him. Perhaps it is the fact he was told this summer he only had 5-6 years to live, but still does not leave his house. Damn, the hook up was great – just what I needed. He paid attention to details – I said I liked the Beatles, he took the damn Beatles CD to every room we played in. He was a poker player but didn’t get mad when I beat him at cards.
But…just a horny little man. Kind of reminded me of some other douchebags, the way they used to force themselves on me, maybe that’s why I liked him. Clearly I have a type. I mean, hey – I love sex. He was sweet – he tipped toed quietly not to wake me up in the morning, made me coffee – but I over stayed my welcome on that one…which I am kind of glad I did. He would not have been good for me.
He would have completely engulfed my need to be ‘wanted’ and caring and sweet. I don’t want that. I'm ready for someone in my life who drives me to be a better person, someone who challenges me and questions my intentions and ruffles my feathers. Someone who is a man that is not afraid of an independent woman. I have friends, I want to hang out with them. I love my job, I want to work late. I know you have friends, I want you to spend time with them. I want to go to California, I am going to go to California. I want someone to take random adventures with me and appreciate the spontaneity of life.
I am a hypocrite because I envy those people who have found that someone they can spend 100% of their time with and stay home at night and just chill…but I don’t want that type of relationship. I want random. I want to go to a local art show on a Thursday, then have a picnic in the snow on Friday, right after volunteering to walk dogs at the local park.
What I learned I want from a guy from Dustin: someone who pays attention to the little things, someone who is well read and tells me what books to read.
What I learned I don’t want from a guy from Dustin: A hermit, when I tell you I don’t care what we do it is not because I am a lame chick who wants the man to make all the decisions. It is because I truly do not care what we do. If you said, hey lets try out curling…great! What color shirt should I wear and how do we rent equipment.
Here's to finding someone soon who can challenge me!
The girl who left half satisfied :)