Why do we fall down Bruce?
So we can pick ourselves back up again!
I was supposed to have a 'first date' 5 o'clock on the dot! It is 5:15 and the date is over! How very hot and heavy?! We actually met an hour earlier. Had a nice din-din. Talked a little (OK a LOT about her ex boyfriend). She didn't' make a lot of eye-contact (ok so ZERO eye-contact) but she warned me that she might be shy, so I'll be the eternal optimist and assume she was ... shy. (he said with a grin so wry) WATCH OUT or it becomes Dr Seuss very quickly.
The interesting thing about not knowing at all what a person is going to look like (Internet dating at it's finest with no picture attached) is that I went in expecting a lot worse than what showed up. She had a nice smile, she had a nice complexion. She had nice hair. She had nice eyes. She had a pleasant shape to her body. I must admit to a certain amount of cuddle interest on my part. Maybe there will be a second date. I'll let her decide if she was being shy or if she had zero interest. (though her idea of perfection included marrying a doctor who is never around so she can have his money... which... I'm not - a doctor that is)
We're moving to a new office.
I'm getting a bigger office space with a door. I'm pretty excited about that prospect. I'm probably going to get an exercise elliptical to put in the office (how very 'manager corporate' of me!) Date said if I did that, I should expect the office to stink like sweat socks.
upcoming agenda:
Saturday: costume party. (originally for last week but delayed due to construction) when I finish the costume I'll post pictures.
Sunday: meet with ex, collect new table. Maybe host football since I now have sold my soul to cable - oops crap. I just realized I double booked Sunday, doing stuff with the Ex, -and- getting together with the boys for brunch and doing geeky stuff like character creation for an RPG! (sorry ex... )
Monday:work at new office, play dorky games with the boys into the evening (Dr Stephanie gets a b-day present from me: a more rugged cactus for her to care for instead of the orchid she may have already killed)
Tuesday: Cook saveme a surf and turf meal.
- Beer Braised Steak tips
-sauteed asparagus with almond slivers
-Garlic, tapas style shrimp
-Bread
-for dessert. we shall light blueberries on fire with rum and sugar and pour the whole connection onto vanilla ice-cream!
Wednesday: endless skewers of meat and Caipirinha toasts for my birthday party (my friend comes in from out of town- and I will not kill him in his sleep because he is perfect and I am jealuos)
Thursday: Movie Night with the boys- 12 Monkeys and Brazil
Friday: Salsa dancing with two swim friends (they're leaving their husbands behind and maybe bringing me a date - if they decide they want to share me since there will be a lack of leads going to this little shindig) - plans are loose.
So we can pick ourselves back up again!
I was supposed to have a 'first date' 5 o'clock on the dot! It is 5:15 and the date is over! How very hot and heavy?! We actually met an hour earlier. Had a nice din-din. Talked a little (OK a LOT about her ex boyfriend). She didn't' make a lot of eye-contact (ok so ZERO eye-contact) but she warned me that she might be shy, so I'll be the eternal optimist and assume she was ... shy. (he said with a grin so wry) WATCH OUT or it becomes Dr Seuss very quickly.
The interesting thing about not knowing at all what a person is going to look like (Internet dating at it's finest with no picture attached) is that I went in expecting a lot worse than what showed up. She had a nice smile, she had a nice complexion. She had nice hair. She had nice eyes. She had a pleasant shape to her body. I must admit to a certain amount of cuddle interest on my part. Maybe there will be a second date. I'll let her decide if she was being shy or if she had zero interest. (though her idea of perfection included marrying a doctor who is never around so she can have his money... which... I'm not - a doctor that is)
We're moving to a new office.
I'm getting a bigger office space with a door. I'm pretty excited about that prospect. I'm probably going to get an exercise elliptical to put in the office (how very 'manager corporate' of me!) Date said if I did that, I should expect the office to stink like sweat socks.
upcoming agenda:
Saturday: costume party. (originally for last week but delayed due to construction) when I finish the costume I'll post pictures.
Sunday: meet with ex, collect new table. Maybe host football since I now have sold my soul to cable - oops crap. I just realized I double booked Sunday, doing stuff with the Ex, -and- getting together with the boys for brunch and doing geeky stuff like character creation for an RPG! (sorry ex... )
Monday:work at new office, play dorky games with the boys into the evening (Dr Stephanie gets a b-day present from me: a more rugged cactus for her to care for instead of the orchid she may have already killed)
Tuesday: Cook saveme a surf and turf meal.
- Beer Braised Steak tips
-sauteed asparagus with almond slivers
-Garlic, tapas style shrimp
-Bread
-for dessert. we shall light blueberries on fire with rum and sugar and pour the whole connection onto vanilla ice-cream!
Wednesday: endless skewers of meat and Caipirinha toasts for my birthday party (my friend comes in from out of town- and I will not kill him in his sleep because he is perfect and I am jealuos)
Thursday: Movie Night with the boys- 12 Monkeys and Brazil
Friday: Salsa dancing with two swim friends (they're leaving their husbands behind and maybe bringing me a date - if they decide they want to share me since there will be a lack of leads going to this little shindig) - plans are loose.
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limbofish:
you speak german? or just a few words?
limbofish:
Hrt sich doch gut an 