Entry Ten. A Mad Woman

     In the dying days of my last e-fling I received a particularly interesting, though brief, message. Don't get me wrong, over the duration of the last, whatever you want to call it, I received a couple of messages, but this one stood out because of the sender - she was actually attractive. Don't get me wrong again, the other girls weren't downright ugly - let us just say, not my type.

     At first I didn't reply because I was too busy trying to make something work with the G Girl, and there was no reason to jeopardize it by fooling around and going on other dates. I'm looking for something serious, and I like to think I'm a pretty stand up guy - which probably makes this blog that much less interesting - but it means I'm not going to try and juggle "relationships". Maybe I'll become a little more slutty and a little less honorable in the future for the sake of my readers (hah).

     Anyway, once things ended with the G Girl, there was no reason not to respond and see where things went;

"hey, nice profile. message me if you want to chat."

25% Match 21% Friend 33% Enemy

"How's it going?


Haha, I'm glad my profile has gotten your approval. What did you want to chat about? Your questionable tattoos? My lack of questionable tattoos? Or maybe how you could have possible chosen cherry blasters over the far superior fuzzy peaches?


Also, I apologize for the tardiness of my response, I haven't been on the site too often lately. "

      We exchanged several messages, and even did a little bit of on-site-instant-messaging. I overlooked our horrid match percentage and uninspired (unsolicited) first message when I learned she was brand new to the site. We quickly decided to meet for drinks so I could show her the ropes of internet dating (me being an expert by now).

     We "facer"ed each other (as they say out East (where she's from)) and decided to meet for either a hike (if the weather cooperated) or a drink indoors on Sunday. (In case you didn't realize by now, facer = the Facebook).

     As it turned out, Montreal's meteo didn't play along so we postponed until the evening, where we would reconvene at a bar for drinks. She arrived at the predetermined meeting spot early (corner of Sherbrooke and Saint Dennis), and mistook several homeless gentlemen for me before I arrived, looking as advertised and not like a urine soaked 40-year old. 

     We walked up Saint Dennis and decided to go to Reservoir on Duluth on my recommendation. By now I'm fairly comfortable on these dates. I think it's because I realize we're both uneasy, and these things have a tendency to go the same way depending on compatibility/chemistry. She was nervous, but not noticeably so (at least not initially). We pounded back several beers each and talked about the usual things; work, school, Montreal etc. During the first drink I learned she worked for an online advertising agency which is basically responsible for pop up adds on shady websites (not porn though, she assured me). On the second beer she brought up her Ex, but the third beer calmed her nerves. After that I suggested we take a walk (it was a school night after all), so we split the bill and headed to St. Laurant.

     We walked North and she immediately lit a cigarette (bleh). Conversation was light, and we eventually circled back to our original meeting local. We said goodnight as they do here (two kisses, one for each cheek), and made plans to make plans. I've found this is a good alternative if you don't want to go for the proper kiss on the lips as most people who aren't from here don't do usually greet each other like that. At this point I wasn't too sure about the future of the relationship and wanted to play it a little loose.

     She texted me almost right away after we left each other. Don't get me wrong, in my books, this is a good thing - especially if you like the girl. There's no reason not to text if you have chemistry and like each other. Just don't keep texting. We exchanged a couple texts and said goodnight, and that would have be fine, great even. When I got home, I went on the interents to check on things before bed - one of those things being OkCupid. Right away I got an IM from her, we talked a little bit, and she asked me out again but became very self-conscious of what she was doing ("we don't have to if you don't want to"), I assured her I wanted to, said goodnight, and logged off.

     All in all it wasn't disastrous and I'm seeing her again later this week. I probably made a bigger deal out of nothing but that's what the second date shall determine.

     Let me know what you think, and I hope all my readers have a good night and a pleasant tomorrow,