I had two dates last week! With two different guys! That I met in real life! Sounds crazy right? I didn't know that actually happened anymore. The first is P, who I met at work. He asked me to grab a drink after I got off, but I just wanted to go home so I told him he could ask for my phone number. He took me out for dinner the next day. It was perfectly fine. Not bad, but not great. Just good. I got a text the next day asking for a movie date in two weeks. He then said it was a long ways away (no kidding) and asked me to dinner next Thursday.
All of this would be great and exciting, if not for boy #2, E. I met him at a friend's birthday party last weekend and thought he was cute. There wasn't a whole lot of flirting at the party, so I thought it was a lost cause, but apparently he asked about me! We made a frozen yogurt date for Saturday night. He picked me up (always a good move) and we went to a place nearby. He was flirty from the start, teasing and touching my arm. I had a great time. Afterwards he asked if I wanted to walk around. Since there isn't too much in the area, we decided to take a short drive down to the beach. (I knew what he was up to, but I was totally ok with it). We walked along the beach a little before sitting down to talk. Obviously, one thing lead to another and we ended up kissing. It was pretty romantic. Then, it started raining. Not real rain, but Los Angeles drizzle so we didn't get soaked. I don't think anyone could have written a better date if they tried! It was like the Notebook. Well, not as passionate, but still awesome. Eventually we did our best to get all the sand off and he dropped me back at home. After a little more kissing in the car we said goodnight. Ok, I lied. If I had written this date, we would have made plans for a second one. I was damn sure a second date was a given after our magical night, but I'm starting to have my doubts. I didn't hear from him on Sunday and today I got a lame text conversation about his trip to the dentist. Either he's not that into me anymore, or he's damn good at playing this game. Yes, I know it's only been two days, but like our previous example, I'm used to getting asked on a second date the next day. This is why I hate dating, because this guy is driving me crazy. I thought that maybe I showed my cards too soon. I definitely showed him I was interested. Of course, we didn't go past kissing (he was actually a complete gentleman), but a first date make out might have been a little too soon. When we kissed goodbye in the car, he said something about me leaving him wanting more. I thought he meant that I was leaving him wanting more, but maybe he was telling me that I should leave him wanting more? I don't know. I hate when I get like this. Ugh.