The Dateable Dork

Ahhhhhhhh.  I just took a big, deep breath when I sat down to write this post.  I think the last time I had any down time was about two weeks ago, which is a really long time for me.  It’s been a busy first half of the week, what with the trip up to Boston and then catching up with everything here at home.  Here’s what’s been going on:

Yesterday I had a three-hour lunch with a friend who I hadn’t seen in a while – this guy, actually.  He also just quit his job recently, so we were both unemployed with nothing to do on a random Tuesday afternoon, and we sat and had fresh seafood and margaritas by the water on a warm, sunny day.  Niiiiiiice.  Also nice: my very married friend was as cute as ever.  Another nice thing: he got me a going-away present.  We had been talking about this book on and off for the last few months, and he did some online searching for the particular edition that he had when he was a kid, and there it was waiting for me when I showed up for lunch.  How sweet!  It was only after I got home that I noticed that he had written a little message inside the front cover, and reading his good wishes in his own handwriting in this book that he had hunted down for me was just really heartwarming.  I slept with that book on my nightstand last night.

At one point during lunch we were talking about how men and women can never really be “just friends,” and then he was like, “well, it’s different with us, because I’m married, and you have all your crazy dating stuff,” and I was like, “………… right.”  Aaaaawkward!  Hahaha.  I would never, ever do anything to disrupt a perfectly happy marriage, but I’m telling you, if this guy wasn’t married, I’d have jumped him right then and there.

Then last night I had dinner with the other DD at my place, and we talked and talked about sex and men and all sorts of juicy stuff.  I love hanging out with this girl!  Where has she been all my life?  Oh, that’s right, living right fucking down the street from me!  Ugh, how ironic that I meet her right before I’m moving away. 

Today I went to the gynecologist (how exciting!) and got my annual checkup before heading off to school.  When she asked if I wanted to be tested for STDs, I said “yes, please.”  When she asked if I was sexually active (god, I hate that phrase!), I said, “yes.”  When she asked if I was just with one partner, I said, “ummm, no.”  And then we had the same conversation that I always have with my gynecologist – i.e., the most awkward conversation ever – about how my sex life is so unpredictable and is always changing and who knows who I’ll be sleeping with next.  Then I get the infamous “look of disapproval.”  Then I’m quick to say that I never ever ever have sex without a condom and how I’m 30 years old and have never ever ever been pregnant, and the “look of disapproval” slowly melts away.  Let us not mention the infamous STD saga of 2008, which STILL puzzles me because I never ever ever have sex without a condom.  But moving right along…

I have a bunch of health-related paperwork to fill out for school, so I spent the rest of the afternoon running around trying to get signatures and make photocopies, etc.  Only 2 more doctor’s appointments to go, and then I think I’ll be all squared away.  Tonight I had a home-cooked meal for the first time in who knows how long, and I just finished doing my laundry, and now the night is quiet and peaceful and relaxing.  Ahhhhhhh.  Another deep breath.  The “Summer of DD” finally feels within reach.  : )

And now for the super-fun full-disclosure portion of this post:

Full-disclosure item #1: I really miss talking to the NMP.  Ever since the incident over Memorial Day weekend (which was the second incident in a row with him), we haven’t been speaking.  Actually, to be more specific, the NMP hasn’t been speaking to me.  I offered an olive branch via text twice, with no response from him, and then I tried calling and he didn’t pick up.  I left a nice voicemail saying that I miss talking and hope we can work this out, but he hasn’t called back.  So sad.  I just hate this!  I know I probably deserve the cold shoulder here, but it still sucks.  I’d like to resolve this at some point.

Full-disclosure item #2: I’ve been in contact with David again.  Yes, that David.  Ooooooh, how scandalous!  I see you shaking your heads in disapproval.  I know, it’s horrible.  But also?  It’s kind of fun.  Nothing has been going on, but we’ve been emailing back and forth a bit and texting occasionally, and we’ve been trying to meet up for dinner one night to catch up.  A few weeks ago I got a booty call text from him, in which he implied that he and his gf were on their way out, and although I refused to see him in that context, I don’t think I’d be opposed to meeting for an innocent dinner.  He’s so adorable, after all.  That midwestern accent and those blue eyes… hahaha.  I’m SO asking for trouble here.

I think that’s about it for tonight, although I feel like there are so many things I’m forgetting!  Hmm… what else?  I’m sure it’ll come to me at some point.  For now I’m just enjoying a nice, calm night at home in my new-found unemployed bliss.  I don’t miss my job one bit.  : )