...Cash Perks...

So my set up the other night with the 'hot man' went ok. I mean he was quite hot and he wasn't repulsive or rude. In fact he was quite the gent, very polite and he bought me drinks all night. He had a bit of a country swagger and a haircut to match. I could definitely see him on a farm with a beer in one hand and a guitar slung over his back. Quite sexy as a thought. However, he wasn't very chatty. He did try though and I have to be grateful for that. It was probably quite intimidating. Like me he would have been told 'all about me' by our friends which does add an element of fear to a situation that most likely, left to it's own devices, would have panned out with a lot of friendly flirting by itself.

The group situation was a good dynamic overall. We all had a good laugh watching Tex Perkins tribute to Johnny Cash. However, I didn't feel like he had much get up and go and so it was difficult to say if there was a spark. I guess not since I didn't feel anything happening in the heart area. No missing of beats or forgetting to breathe went on.

I did get his number and suggested we catch up again before he leaves. He works in the mines over in WA so he is away for 3 weeks and back for one. Works well for my friend so could work well for me, especially since these days I have become far too independent to consider what the ramifications would be on my couch life should I embark on a relationship!

He has since called, which is promising, and suggested we meet up last night. Unfortunately in my effort to become a writer I was at my journalism evening class and had to turn him down. I did suggest today but he has other plans.

All is not lost however, he did say 'next time' and something tells me he is the kind of guy who would do just that.

...newsflash.....

...Just been given a ticket to an event at the opera house tonight. A good friend has been threatening to set me up with a 'very hot man'. Or so I am lead to believe.

Said man is going to the event tonight and I have been given the only spare ticket going so I can meet him.

To be totally honest I am completely buggered from working last night at The Winery. Yes, I am back there due to lack of real work in the world.

However, as with work I cannot turn down dates and therefore I will be donning a frock, some bling and dragging my sorry and tired ass out on the town for my set up.

Will report back tomorrow with the results...exciting or what?!?!

Predictable times a million

So the last guy I went on a date with from RSVP has not, as suspected, called me again. Ooo dear my track record is terrible!

I sent a final farewell email to the football boy, I guess hoping for some kind of explanation as to why he had a sudden change of heart. Again no response. However, interestingly enough his current facebook profile shot is a picture of him and his wife both giving the finger! Is this a salute to me perhaps??! I may be being too sensitive but it does feel a bit like it might be....Jesus! OK no need to be rude!

I met some random dude last Friday who was possibly the most touchy feely man I've ever met. He could not keep his hands to himself and anything was game for it. Amusing but not any kind of potential partner. I told him as much too.

Good vibes this weekend. Lord knows anything can happen at a dance party....especially when you have props on your person. Air guitar me up!

Medicine

I have finally caught up with a guy from RSVP who has been trying to arrange a catch up with me for the past 2 weeks.

We know why I was preoccupied but now that is gone and I have to get back to where I was and start again on the dating track again. No point dwelling on the past now is there? hmm that may be for another blog post!

We met at my local pub and first impressions were good. He's tall and seemingly handsome, nose slightly on the large side, especially his nostrils! I can't talk though my snozz isn't the most petite number going. But he has a friendly face and he dresses well and this is a good start.

He was quite shy and reserved which was a little difficult to get through at first, I did manage to refrain from my usual waffling on and on to get him to do some talking.

We mostly talked about work since he is in a similar industry to me, I guess it's a start. I liked his company and was studying his face hard to see if there was any attraction there.

There is some but no fireworks. Once of my best friends said she didn't fancy her husband at all when they met but he was persistent and now she adores every part of him.

I wonder if it's time I heed this advice and try to work on the friendship part of the relationship over the sex part? I think at my age I definitely should. I've never really tried it before and given past disasters maybe this is where I have been going wrong.

I got soaked on the way home as it poured buckets out of the sky, literally. So much for my glam shoes. I took them off in the end and ran home barefoot. Sounds more romantic than it actually was.

I told him I'd like to catch up with him again, but I don't think he is one for pursuing. He never actually rang me to catch up this time. All done via text. Which could be an issue. I NEVER chase boys! Watch this space...

Gutted to the power of 10

Carrying on from my Friday post, he contacted me. It was a bit on the cold side and rather more 'balls in your court' kind of attitude. I picked that up but chose to ignore. That's how stupid emotions can be.

So I went out with my flat mate that night, bumped into friends and had a thoroughly good time. But I caved (as you do) and called him to see where he was at after the wedding he had attended during the day.

He called back and told me he was coming to get me. He did and we retreated to his hotel room in the city. After a drink and a chat things got intimate and, well, I don't need to elaborate on that. I told him outright that I am expecting him to go back to the wife and that he needs to be honest about it. His answer '...not necessarily...' Hmm not good. I know what's about to happen and want to be prepared for it but I really don't think I will be no matter what I try to tell myself it will still hurt.

In the morning I was required to leave alone without being seen as his mate was in a room down the corridor. Yes it was coming true, the fact that I have been used as a distraction whilst he figures out if he wants to save his marriage or not has become a reality. I try to push it away but know that it is looming.

Which it did this morning. After having received numerous saucy text messages from him yesterday afternoon. He decides to say he is sorry but he has led me a merry dance and is going back to the Mrs in a week or so. But that he would call me if things change definitely. In a TEXT!!!

Fark me! Who does he think he is??? Does he honestly think I will wait around for him to make his mind up again??! What am I some sort of 'go to' girl?? Clearly in his mind I am and I am more than sure that I am responsible in some way for him thinking like that. Since I made myself far too available to him. But it was him who planted the seed in the first place that there may be some chance there and really he was being reactive and not thinking about the enormity of the situation before he opened his big fat drunken mouth.

But whilst I am disappointed to be let down, rejected, used and hurt again. I can only say that I at least know before I really fell into it and I can move on quickly. Obviously I will never talk to that person again. What a shame. I genuinely liked him and he made me laugh. It's rare thing for me to find, which is why I feel so terribly sad right now. My poor track record with men, unlike a fine wine, does not improve with age.