I talked to my best friend last night and apprised him of my recent situation. He's been out of town for the last week shooting a movie. And no, he's not famous. He's a cameraman. But this was the first time I'd talked to him since he left, and told me I made a huge mistake by agreeing to a second date. He said it was a desperation move and he wondered when I got so desperate.
Good question. Now, I'm not the most awesome guy who ever lived. But I think I'm good looking. And fortunately, I've never really had a problem getting a date before. But quantity does not equal quality. (As has been proved by my most recent issues.) The truth is, I'm sick of dating. I just want to be in a relationship and be happy and secure and best of all--not alone anymore. I don't think a lot of guys my age like to admit that they want to get married. That's supposed to be a girl thing. But I want to get married. And honestly, it's bullshit to say that only women want to do this anyway. Men do too. Otherwise, no one would do this. That would be implying that all these men who are marrying women are being forced into it. And that's just ridiculous.
So yeah. I wanna get married. So maybe I should stop being so picky and just settle with someone? Of course, T. (my friend) said that was a recipe for disaster. I can't just settle for someone because I'm tired of looking. Logically, he's right. I know that. But what if mini pad girl isn't that much of a freak after all? I need to give her a chance, right? One time I broke up with a girl because she said the word 'totally' too much. That's how picky I've been in the past. It's time to cut people some slack, right? After all, I'm not perfect. Far from it.
Once on a date, I made some sort of rude comment about this weather caster on TV. I said he looked like Guy Smiley and had a stick up his ass. Turns out, this was my date's uncle. That sucked. But the point is, I said something dumb too and I'd like to think I'm not a lost cause because of it.
T. said he understood my thinking, but he had another plan for me instead. See, he's getting married himself next month. And he told me that his fiancee's cousin was flying in from Florida on Friday. He kind of thought we'd all hang out and maybe I'd wanna hook up with her instead. Dilemma, dilemma. He promised this girl was hot and had already seen my picture and wanted to meet me.
But I'm not a dick. I'm not gonna cancel out on the mini pad girl for someone else that I've never met, and might in turn be even more of a freak. So I told T. no. Plus, the topper? He told me the Florida girl's name and it's the same as my MOM'S name. Hell no. I can't sleep with a girl who has my mom's name. That's a little Oedipal for me. That's not being picky, is it? That's just me protecting myself from becoming a serial killer or something. I don't know if it's in the dating rules, but I'm gonna add it to the list of turn offs. Don't date people with the same name as one of your parents. It's just creepy...



