Monday, March 16, 2009

What You Can Expect

Right now, I can laugh about nobody loving me...I'm in the right kind of mood. In fact, let me share with you. I swear, people KILL me! Here is the most recent message that I got from this one personals site guy. Keep in mind, we have just written back and forth a few times. Mostly just short messages showing off how incredibly clever we are. Today, I get this:

You have proved to me, once again, that the brain is the greatest aphrodisiac. It's been quite a while since I've felt challenged, intrigued and stimulated...and that's just in text. I have given my day over to sporadic smiles and hopes for more mail...from you. What will she say next, how will she bend her words to allude but not commit? Surely she must be this dangerous in person. Imagine sitting across with that cuppa coffee.

That being said, as much as I enjoy chatting with you, I find another instinct growing within me. And that is know to more about you in the flesh, and as a lover. That look on your face I thought told me much, as we've shared some witty innuendo and word play. I wonder if she can really take the gloves off and spar with me? Tell me about her needs, what she's always wanted in a partner, does she wish for the adventures I long for as well. Is she the confidante I seek? My agent provocateur, to borrow a phrase?

Curious to see what you'll say next

Jeebus Aitch. I don't even know what to say to this. WTF is it with some guys? I've never met you, I've seen one picture of you, we've traded some wittisisms and now we are talking of being lovahs? Yeah, I don't think so, but thank you for playing. I am dumb, I guess, because I don't get it. I seem to either come across these men who clearly just want to get witchoo...or if I am luckier very nice, but odd types who you want to befriend, but not date.

The more I think about it though, the more I reckon it is something about me. Like, if something weird happens once, it is random...but if the same weird thing keeps happening to YOU, you better check yourself. Like, I am drawing this stuff too me...but why? Or how? Help.

Miss Lonely Hearts


MrManuel said...

He sounds like a weirdo to me. You can find better.

daffy said...

Well He writes very well but I think he is just a few (hundred!)strides ahead of you. He's rushing for some reason, he probably thinks that it's best to cut to the chase and see how you respond. I think he may be a little needy too. (in an ok way, I'm not putting him down) but he's just coming on too strong. I think it would scare me off if I read that.
You are not dumb... you are unique, honest and best of all, you are cautious and on this occasion, I think your caution is well placed.
Take care.
(Sorry for not being around much, I've been busy having a melt down or two but I thik I'm feeling better now.) (I would blame it on my kids but I think the blame would be better placed at my dads feet! hehe)

Tara said...

I chit-chatted with a guy once or twice like that too and then he sent me one long email telling me that he's saving himself till he meets that special someone and that he feels so close to me. I'm all for honesty and values, but that was too much information for someone who has just chatted with me online.

laura b. said...

MrManuel: I get the feeling that he is so not my type. Thank you, I do hope to do better :-)

Daffy: I'm glad you've come around, Daffy. I miss your funny, astute comments when you are off having a life.
He writes very well, he's quite bright obviously, but using all those good verbal skills for skipping over many steps just doesn't do it for me.

Tara: You see my point exactly. I definitely value honesty, but too much too soon feels more like some sort of weird compulsion than honesty.

Churlita said...

Dude. Don't get me started. I;m coming off of a weird guy weekend anyway. I think it's the nature of men. It looks like dating sites aren't all that much different than meeting guys out in bars. I thought the lack of alcohol would at least slow down that "let's be luvahs even though we just met" crap. All I can say is that it really isn't you, it's them. I do know some guys who aren't like that, I just can't find one for myself yet. I'm ever hopeful thought...For both of us.

laura b. said...

Churlita: I have a theory that the anonymity of the internet has the EXACT same effect as alcohol. Apparently all inhibitions are removed.
I'll remain hopeful if you will :-)

NoRegrets said...

So this is the hopeful corner? huh...

I think it's just the nature of the beasts that are single at 'this' age, whatever we are (you, me, Churlita). Odd ducks left in the pond.

I could send you my ex husband! That wouldn't be weird at all...

laura b. said...

NoRegrets: I think you're absolutely right. And I don't mind the odd ducks for the most part. I guess it is a matter of finding someone whose weirdness compliments my weirdness...that is hopeful, right?
I will only take your ex if I can send you mine :-)