The Dateable Dork

Forgive me, my dears, for I have sinned.  I’ve been neglecting my poor little blog and all you nice folks have been missing out on my random thoughts/updates/musings because my ass has been way too lazy to write everything up lately.  I’m so sorry!  All I can say is that the weather has finally been nice and warm and sunny and I haven’t been staring at my computer nearly as much as I usually do (which perhaps is a good thing, you know?).  Anyway, there has been a flurry of dating-related activity going on these days, despite the lack of any actual dates.  I’m getting there, slowly but surely.  Baby steps.  Here’s what’s been going down:

(a) Hot Marine.  Still in contact with that fine piece of ass, although haven’t seen him since our little rendezvous a few weeks ago.  I email him dirty photos of myself and he emails me back with all the naughty things he wants to do to me.  Then I invite him over and he makes up some excuse not to come.  You know, the usual.  Nothing new here.  Moving right along…

(b) The interesting male prospect.  Have been chatting with this guy via email/phone for a little over a week now, and we have plans to meet up for coffee early next week.  Not quite sure why this process is moving SO slowly, but he’s definitely driving the schedule here.  Think he likes to take things nice and slow, which is kind of the opposite of my dating style – I like to jump in head first.  : )  Anyway, he actually seems insanely interesting and we haven’t even come close to running out of things to talk about after several hour-plus phone conversations, so I guess that’s a good sign.  I’m just getting a little anxious/worried because I haven’t actually met the guy, and if I’ve learned anything in the past few years, it’s that you just NEVER KNOW what you’re going to get until you meet the other person.  So we’ll see.  Am optimistic about this guy, though.  And a little excited.  Cross your fingers on this one for me, ok?  : )

(c) Some other dude.  Have also been emailing/phone chatting with another dude who seems like a nice enough guy but doesn’t excite me nearly as much as the interesting male prospect.  To be honest, he’s a little out of my age range (on the older side) and seems kinda weak/whiny, know what I mean?  I doubt this guy would ever push me up against the wall and have his way with me, which is definitely a requirement for my potential men.  Will probably meet him for coffee at one point just to check him about, but am pretty doubtful about any longer-term success here.  Will keep you posted.

(d) My local sushi restaurant manager.  So I walk into my favorite sushi place to pick up some take out on Monday night, and I guess I was looking pretty good in my tank top and skirt after work.  I had to wait a few minutes for my food, so I started chatting up the front-end manager (I’m in this restaurant all the time so the guy already knows me).  We somehow get on the topic of working out/running/energy drinks/etc. and he tells me that I look “perfect” and then proceeds to compliment me on my arm muscles and then – get this – oh-so-slowly and oh-so-sexily runs his fingers down the outline of my shoulder muscle and down my arm.  Peeps, I almost died.  This is a pretty attractive/nice/funny guy and here he is touching my arm and complimenting me on my body.  Hello????  It was SUPER hot, and I walked home with a big goofy smile on my face.  How cool is that?  : )

In other news, I’ve been keeping up with Weight Watchers even though my official meetings and subscription have ended.  Despite the fact that I didn’t have my official weigh-in today, I weighed myself at home this morning and came in at a whopping 127 pounds, bringing my total weight loss up to ~19 pounds or so.  Very exciting.  I never thought I would actually lose 20 pounds, but here I am with only one more to go.  Awesome!  Looking forward to hitting that mark.  After 12 weeks of dieting, I’m happy to report that my stomach pooch (that irksome little bit of fat below my belly button) is FINALLY starting to disappear, as if it is the very LAST thing on my body to go.  It’s about fucking time, god damn it!  I wore my skinny jeans today and they were actually BIG on me, which is a great feeling, and I’m really looking super-thin in the mirror these days. 

I know it’s totally fucked up to be obsessed with being thin, but here I am, a product of our society with a screwed-up self image and a diet obsession to boot.  So sue me.  I don’t have any intention of stopping WW anytime soon and am looking forward to hitting 125 on the scale.  I’ve noticed that I’m getting more and more negative attention from women and more and more positive attention from men – weird, right?  My coworkers/friends/family are starting to yell at me, but guys are giving me the old up-and-down-eyes and hey-baby thing significantly more often.  And hey, I’m single and want a man, so more positive attention from men is killer in my book.  So that’s that.  Don’t yell at me.  It’s my body, ok?

Sorry for the rant – this is just getting to be such a touchy subject in my real life lately.  Geez!

If I get so thin as to disappear into the time-space continuum, I’ll let you know how the view is from the other side, ha.  : )