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December 13, 2012 Love in less than 140 characters

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You know that nagging piece of guilt in the pit of your stomach when something is left undone?  Catching up on my blog is such an example, especially because I completed date #49 last Friday*.

*Technically, I may not be at 49.  I missed quite a few dates while “in a relationships” with Hard Drive and I also duplicated a few dates like dog walks at Trout Lake and walks on the seawall.  Nevertheless, we’ll celebrate it now.

Here is an update on my trysts; a play by play in twitter-size bites, 140 characters or less.  Fun for you, easy for me.

@Beaker Fun times but you dropped off the face of Vancouver and I thought I was out of your league. #shameonme #dates1&3

@Captain Tested the waters and divulged my blogging intentions. #fail #date2

@TheDuke You didn’t call. I didn’t care. #date4

@CatHat You wear your cat on your head. #nuffsaid #date5

@Tats You’re so sane and sketchy at the same time. You STILL romance me with flowers, sweet nothings and photos but WE HAVE NEVER MET. #wtf

@SilverFox Yo mama’s so old, she knew Mr. Clean when he had an afro… and other jokes http://ow.ly/g3OBc #date6&11

@Beancounter This tweet is as void as our chemistry. #date7

@Mohawk Too bad you ran into your ex on eHarmony and got back together. #youwinsomeyoulosesome #date6

@SpinachInSeattle You drove from Seattle. #wasteoftime #brushyourteethalready #date9

@Flanker The food was the best part. Plan time between dentists and dates dumbass. #frozenface #date10

@Tequila Sometimes chemistry is freakin’ ridiculous #IthinkImdatingadrugdealer #hangmyheadinshame #dates12&13&14

@Hybrid Good things come to those who wait. Not in this case. #nofireworks #date15

@Fromage Your sexy texts made me barf in my mouth. Sorry I crushed you. #date16

@TwoStep Some friends don’t need benefits. Glad we’re still connected. #date17&25

@ImKindOfABigDeal So happy we met. You’re my escape. ❤

@OldSchool Was this even a date? #date18

@HardDrive Love that we still hang out and laugh. You’re so cute. #relationship #dates19&21&22&24&26

@Sunshine You were a total DB and I was stuck at your house without a ferry to get home. #lessonlearned #date20

@Pilot I’m so sorry the girl who got away from you ended up being one of my best friends. #awkward #laughedtillIpeed #date23&28&29&30&31&32&35

@GreenGiant Our convos make me happy and your beard smells like home. Happy we clicked. #funtimes #campingbuddy #date25&27&34

@TurkishDelight Sorry I didn’t want to see you again. Kidding, I’m not. #date33

@ToothFairy Fun paddling but limited chemistry. #dontdateadentist http://ow.ly/g3R48 #date36

@EnglishMuffin Not turned on by your flowing locks and attempts at putting your arm around me while cycling. #seriously #date37

@MrIntense Too much cuckoo for this girl; mental medical history on a first date. #TMI #date39

@Woody Wood have liked a second date. #toobad4me #date40

@FancyPants Good till you started an argument to see if I fought fair. #movienight #argofuckyourself http://ow.ly/g3RCb #dates41&42&43&44

@Manboy #thenakedman doesn’t work.  Kindly quit texting me transvestite videos, thanks. #HIMYM http://ow.ly/g3RQU #dates45&47

@Sick&Twisted Medical professional with head of perfectly crazy curly hair. #brokemyheartonthefirstdate #date46

@Familiar Friends first works for me.  Maybe more later? #fingerscrossed #date48&49

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June 16, 2012 Date Twenty-Eight Booked – Help Wanted

I get to see Pilot again, yippee!  This time the planning is in my court and I want to make it good.  The date is this Sunday, June 17th in the evening.  I would love some comments from you all on what we should do.

Our last two dates have been drinks, and then a romantic evening stroll so a little intense for the first two dates.  I’m looking for something FUN!  I need to know if this guy is up for a good time.  Any ideas?

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June 16, 2012 Date Twenty-Three – Swingers Club

Sorry to confuse you folks with another date out of order.  This is a date to replace another date that didn’t happen with Roo. He ended up being sketchy.

Date twenty-three with Pilot was not planned.  Pilot (meet Pilot here) had happened to be close by unkowingly and I still needed to take my dog out before bed.  I gave him some coordinates and a park where to meet.  15 minutes later, Pilot was charming the pants off my pup (no, she doesn’t really wear pants, don’t be ridiculous) and I was impressed.  We walked for blocks and blocks in the crisp air and talked a hundred different topics.  We returned to the park, and neither of us was ready to say goodnight.  We headed over to the swings and looked at the stars and talked and swung (swinged?) and talked and talked.  Well past midnight, we were both shivering and ready to call it a night.

I think he might have wanted to kiss me, but he didn’t.  I made the goodbye hug awkward and turned away; oops.  Super stoked to see Pilot again.  Waiting for the bubble to burst.  That kind of date encourages the mushy romance out of me.  I start to play my favourite love songs.  Enjoy:

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June 16, 2012 Date Eighteen – Wait, is this a date?

Ok, you might be asking why I jumped from twenty-seven to eighteen, but if you look back at eighteen, IT NEVER HAPPENED!  I’m Kind of a Big Deal and I still chat every now and then but we’ve never actually met.  Anyway…

I’m counting Wednesday’s date as date eighteen.  Old School* and I worked together eons ago for a minute.  We’ve got a handful of mutual friends and we’re Facebook friends.  Last week, as I browsed my Facebook feed, Old School‘s status was frickin’ hillarious and it dawned on me that he’s pretty damn funny.  Sidebar, my new philosophy on my time is to spend more of it with people who make me feel good.  With this new philosophy in my backpack I thought “Old School is damn funny and I want to be his friend [in real life]” so I say just as much to him, and he’s totally game.

So Wednesday we decide to meet at The Reef on Main Street.  We decided to order two dishes to share and I chose the Greens Salad and it sucked.  Don’t order that.  He chose the J.A.H Dip.  Wait.  WTF does the H stand for?

The dip was good, but the complementary Johnny Cakes blew my mind!  As someone wrote in a dinehere.ca review, the Johnny Cakes are “deep fried cornbread heaven.”  Oh, they are!  The raspberry beer was also delicious and made my head appropriately fuzzy.

So the date.  Old School is just as funny in person.  We laughed and it was comfy and I was pretty sure we were just chilling as friends but then he paid for the bill; I had no choice.  Did this turn my hangout into a date?  I don’t know!  Would I date him?  I also don’t know.  I don’t think so.  He’s funny and clever and kind, but I didn’t feel any sort of special spark.  Hmmm… I’m just going to play it cool and hope he just wants to be friends too…  Oh, and he smokes.  Blech!  But he’s working pretty hard on quitting which is cool.  I had a piece of his Nicorette gum.  It tastes like gum.

We’re going to hang out again sometime.  I’ll let you know how it goes.  The evening ended in a hug.  I said “July 20, we’re getting people together to see Florence and the Machine”.  He said “We should definitely see each other before then.”  Sh*t, it was a date.

*Old School – One who I knew back in the day.

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August 8, 2011 Update – Problem with Puppy Love

An old friend has invited me sailing, but I’ve planned Date Twenty-Three with Roo. An on-the-water rendezvous with friends or meeting a stranger at the dog park?

Well what would you do?

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