The Beer Enthusiast

Sweetooth continued to date, but didn't seem to meet anyone that stood out. Enter The Beer Enthusiast. Now, the Beer Enthusiast seemed to embody all of the traits that Sweetooth holds dear. Not only did he sport nerdy eye wear, but he also collected vinyl, and had very similar taste in entertainment of both the audio and audio/visual mediums. The last trait seemed like a sign to Sweetooth, because as Rob Gordon taught us, "what really matters is what you like, not what you are like."

While there wasn't a strong "spark" between the two, Sweetooth persisted, feeling that eventually this charming and semi-successful beer loving, indie music listening gentleman would grow on her. The Beer Enthusiast made Sweetooth a cool mix CD, on the second date. While this gesture, in other situations would be adored, it seemed to freak Sweetooth out even more. After several awkward dates, and a few awkward sleepovers, a long-planned trip out of the Western Hemisphere was upon Sweetooth. After returning to the West, Sweetooth received a text from the Beer Enthusiast explaining that "he didn't feel any spark."

Yea, no kidding.

The Real Estate Mogul

A week or so after yours truly was back on the prowl, she went out with an old flame for a drink at a local bar. Said flame brought a friend and was a bit of a bore. Enter the Real Estate Mogul. Mr. Mogul was catching my eye the entire night, and at one point made an awkward approach. Mr. Mogul sauntered over and announced that he was heading out for a smoke. I guess that declaration was some sort of invitation, but SweetTooth did not fall for it. A half an hour later when SweetTooth went out and then returned from her own smoke break, Mr. Mogul was sitting by her coat.

Long story short, Mr. Mogul turned out to be incredibly attractive, and somewhat endearing...and from the mid-west (that always helps.) The interesting twist is that Mr. Mogul had, and still has, a mid-western girlfriend. This information wasn't divulged at first, but after spending many a night at Mr. Mogul's pad, the existence of mid-west sweetie was undeniable. Think of SweetTooth what you may; Mr. Mogul has served as a pleasant, and very steady method of distraction in this period of dating turmoil.

PS- The initial old flame SweetTooth went out with was furious with the outcome of the evening and was MIA until a few weeks ago when SweetTooth happened to stop by the bar he tends at, on a night he was working. Apparently the flame was reignited by that brief meeting; said bartender has been texting SweetTooth ever since.

And We're Back

Welcome one and all to my blog. It's been awhile. For reasons cupcake would rather not get into, you lucky readers will once again be privy to my adventures. Stay tuned..

Summer 2007

Also known as the summer of the horrible adulterous bitch. I really didn't intend upon being such a "home-wrecker" when I arrived in Colorado. And given a few of the circumstances, I suppose it wasn't all my fault, because everyone knows adultery takes two.

Adulterer Number One. Cute, tall percussionist from Rice University. We hung out a lot the first week, and drank together numerous times, because we both drink too much. Anyway, I hooked up with him pretty soon off. It happened a few more times, and everything was going ok as far as summer flings go, until he spoke the words "I need to tell you something." That's never good in my book. So at first he stated that, "I actually have a girlfriend." To which I was a bit suprised, but thinking maybe it wasn't too serious. About five seconds later he begain again, "Actually...it's more like a fiancee." Needless to say I wasn't the last person he hooked up with that summer, and he broke off his engagement halfway through.

Adulturer Number Two. Unconventially cute principal bass player. We met outside this bar when we were both smoking. It was already pretty late in the night, so things got sort of flirty pretty fast. About an hour into our meeting he stated, "So I sort of have a girlfriend, but I don't like her that much." Nice, dude. Who says that? Anyway, he wanted us to go back to his place, so instead I dragged him to the only dance club in that town where some of my friends were. I would later find out that the idea of this guy in a dance club is hilarious. In the end we ended up hooking up, and he apparently ended up liking his girlfriend some, because he began calling her all the time, perhaps this was enough to compensate for cheating.

Adulturer Number Three. Probably the only one I feel guilty about. I think I felt bad about it because number one, I feel that he actually does care about his girlfriend of like two years, and number two, he is actually an interesting, moderately good person. Anyway. Clarinetist. He was a part of my group of friends and had exceptional taste in clothes, music, movies, and no, he was not gay. He actually offset his more feminine qualities by being sort of a loud masculine type if he was drunk enough. Anyway. The night we hooked up, a bunch of people had been out drinking as usual, but then about 4 people, including me, split off and went to another bar. There, said clarinetist played that video game where you "play guitar" and we all got really cheap beer. Then we all ended up going back to the hot tub at my condo. Hot tub quickly turned into people not wearing much clothing, and my other two friends left me and clarinetist alone. So yea, three am rolled around, and we both finally realized what happened and both felt bad, and tired, and pruney (from being in water so long.) Toward the end of the summer one of my friends said something like, "Clarinetist would NEVER cheat on his girlfriend." And all I could say was, "You'd be suprised at how many people cheat."

Random

So for New Years one of my friends, whom I sort of dated at one point, came to visit me. As I had assumed I'd feel, I really don't have any feelings for him "that way" anymore..which is definitely a good thing. Don't get me wrong, It was a nice visit, because we are good friends and have known eachother for a long time..but I'm glad that I am no longer hung up on him.

In other news, I experienced the wonder that is randomly meeting someone who seems like they might be a romantic interest of mine. Last Tuesday I was checking facebook and saw that I was invited to a get together at this bar near my house for a girl that I sort of know's birthday. Since no one has been in town, I thought about going, even though we aren't that close. Finally I caved, because I was so bored, and headed on down to the bar. I knew that this guy who I thought was sort of cute was going to be there, so that was another reason I went. I saw "that guy" and he came and sat next to me and we talked for awhile..but that's not the interesting part. Later on, I was just sitting, watching the people that were much more drunk than I, and I started talking to this random guy whom I had seen like once before at school. Anyway, we really hit it off, with the talking, which is saying something, because often I'm bad at the getting to know you conversation. By the end of the nite he asked me for my phone number, and we walked towards where I live and where his car was.

Since I have been trying the internet dating thing, I can not tell you how refreshing and exciting it is to meet someone by chance in real life. It's so much different. I am still skeptical of this whole situation, because that's how I roll, but we did go to my friend's party on Thursday together, and we went to a movie last nite. Oh and he's definitely not a bad kisser.

So we shall see..

Things Happen Quickly

I wish I had posted last week at this time..which is what I intended to do. I would have talked about how McDreamy and I went to this really nice restaurant for his birthday, and then we went to his friend's party. A week ago tonite we went to a really upscale bar, and I was just really happy to be around him. So last week, this entry would have been about how this dating thing, without exclusivity, can be great.

Then friday happenend.

Friday nite, right when we were going to bed, McDreamy decided that we needed to talk about defining our relationship..blah blah blah. Which ended in him telling me that he wasn't sure what he wanted because, and I quote, he could not see himself marrying me. Uhm..thats quite a statement to be made after knowing someone for uh-month. Is something that terribly wrong with me that after one month of not even being in a relationship that he knows he wouldn't want to marry me? Even if he came to this conclusion..why say that? Keep that to yourself.

And then he was like..but i still want to hang out with you..blah. Now it has been a week. We haven't actually talked on the phone..or in person. Which is a big change from the past month where we talked to eachother at least once a day. And I have been totally out of proportions depressed. I mean, I was fine with just open dating..but now for some reason I'm totally bothered by this entire situation. Which is stupid. But I mean..I think what he said is very hurtful. And I was just starting to trust him. Also, I think I was using him as a way to not face how homesick I am. Which is ALOT. So now I'm lonely and homesick..and basically a mess. Which is stupid. Stupid stupid stupid.

I'm done.

Busy

I have not updated in awhile because I have been busy being overwhelmed with school work, trying to make friends, and trying to sort of date two people. The latter reason is the more interesting thing to blog about. Well I have spent more time with McDreamy. We sleep over at eachothers places occasionally, he makes me food, we walk around, its nice. Also, last week he took me to a party with him. It was a party for one of the grad students he taught, who is moving away. So I got to meet his friends and students, all of whom are at least a year older than me. I have not seen him since Sunday because he is in the middle of writing a 1.5 million dollar grant for a cardiac model for improving heart surgery.

Since I don't want to limit my options, and because McDreamy was busy, I went out with McVet on Saturday. There was a little more spark than our previous few dates, and he actually put his arm around me. He's nice. And he smells good. And has really nice arms.

Dating more than one person is pretty odd. And kind of time consuming. I totally related to the last Grey's Anatomy episode where Meredith is totally busy trying to split time between two guys.

Oh yea, and one of my teachers hates me I think. So good thing that McDreamy is busy with his grant work, and that I don't see McVet that often. But at least I have something non school related to look forward to on the weekend.

Because I'm a Dork

Because I'm a dork, I like to relate my life to TV shows. In honor of that, I have dubbed my two possible relationships as McVet and McDreamy. The actual Phd guy is McDreamy. This weekend I have gotten texts from both of them, tonite though I'm going to hang out with McDreamy, possibly in Cambridge. Yay.

The Future of Dating?

I'm pretty sure only one person has the URL to this journal, so for the moment it will be a little more private than my LJ. Since moving my friend here and I have joined yahoo personals, mostly out of boredom, and because its free. Now mostly, I have gotten messages from creepy 40 year old guys are creepy younger ones, but there have been two really interesting people whom I have been talking with. One is about 23 and works with mutual funds in the Hancock Building in Copley Square. He's nice..pretty cute, about 5'8 or something, and likes Buffy. We've actually gone out twice now, once for lunch, and once to a movie..but I'm not sure if theres any "spark."

The second person Ive been talking to is the more interesting, and the more complicated I think. So let me begin by talking about the amazing things about him. He's very cute, about 5'7, he graduated from Harvard, he cooks, he has a job at The Children's Hospital of Boston and works as a scientist for the cardiovascular department. So basically he gets to sit in on surgeries and then tries to come up with technical ways to create better treatments. Come on. Thats pretty badass.

Now for the complicated parts. Well..he got a postdoctoral degree from Harvard. And now is faculty at Harvard teaching grad students. Thats right..he teaches..AT HARVARD. But that also means that he's old. Not obscenly old in my opinon..but sort of old. Ok. He's 34. But for real..he dosen't old..or act old. And I mean..really..is that really so old? I'm not sure. And maybe..it won't even matter..cause we went out once and it was really fun..and there was definently more spark or whatever than the other guy. But watch this not even evolve into anything, so really, I'm just worrying about pros and cons for no reason. Agh.

And on a final note. While some people may see using an online personals site as sort of sketch..how much sketchier is it than meeting people at a bar? And how else would one meet someone who isn't in their field, at their school, or in their group of friends?