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| Exes Part 1 |
| 04.10.05 (12:41 am) [edit] |
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The one I am emailing with makes me sad. I don't really know why. It's great to know he's gotten more of a life. When we "dated," he spent a lot of time at home playing computer games and didn't do anything with the few real-life friends he had. I say "dated" because we never called it dating. We hung out a lot at his place and he just kind of assumed I didn't see other people (I don't usually stop dating others until there's an explicit commitment). However, he never treated us like a couple. He didn't really treat me like a girlfriend. I took Valentine's Day 2003 as the final test. At that point, I had pretty much given up on him, so at the last minute, I got him a card, and some massage bars. I had specifically asked him if he wanted to do something Valentine's Day, and he said yes. So Valentine's Day rolled around, and there wasn't really anything. I went to his place, and he had a single-stemmed rose and a box of liquer chocolates. I wasn't impressed by the lack of imagination...and not to mention that I don't appreciate liquor or liquers, which he knows. So...after staying over at his place, I dumped him -- if you can call it dumping. I just told him I couldn't sleep with him anymore, and by me saying that, he was also supposed to take it as that I did not want to see him again. I think I avoided him, and then he stopped talking to me. We did the talk for a month and not talk for a month a few times. But a few months later, he kept wanting to see me and stuff. By then it was really uncomfortable for me being around him because I knew he wanted to date me. At one point, he told me he felt that he had been a jerk to me and that he'd like to have a real relationship with me. I had absolutely no interest in him by then. He said he could handle being just friends. Then at one point, something happened for me to cut off all contact with him. I can't remember what. And then the bi-weekly emails came with updates on his life and inquiries about mine. He always left them open for me to respond, but I didn't until last week. I liked this guy a lot from the beginning. He's a smart guy, which really was the thing that kept me interested. We could talk about more than our favourite movies and food. Hmm. Yeah, definitely were his brains that kept me interested. The thing I liked least about him was that he was kind of a spazz and that he kept wanting me to talk more. He was also the hairiest guy I'd ever dated. Think of a lovely fur coat of back hair. He'd have been too self-conscious to go to the beach and take his shirt off. He was also the tallest (6'8"). It was difficult walking and talking with him at the same time. (I'm 5'2.5".) Back to the sadness. I can't see myself doing much more than emailing with him right now (which is another reason why I never wrote back to him...I didn't see the point of emailing with someone so local and never seeing them). He told me had done a bit of dating, which gave me a pang of jealousy. And all of a sudden, he's mentioned this female "friend" a couple of times. I bet he dated her. I wonder if they met off the Internet. Maybe I am sad because waiting around for him back in the day was taxing on me, and it's a reminder when I hear from him. Apparently, he still thinks about what could have been, and it took my drastic measures to make him realise. So good. :P I like when people grovel. :D |
posted by: princessapricot (reply)
post date: 04.14.05 (8:56 pm)
I was once had a "date" with a guy who had more hair on his body and was balding quite quickly. I kept thinking - couldn't they do a transplat? graft some of this body hair where it should be? That's why it only lasted one night. Not to mention - hairy men make for sweaty play. I'd rather get a good "work out" for my sweat - not do it because I have a human blanket on me.
posted by: rosietulips (reply)
post date: 04.15.05 (11:00 am)
Reply to: princessapricot
Hmm..my hairy guy got really sweaty too! I never knew there was a correlation *L*
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