March 27th, 2008

Dear Diary,

So much has happened since I last wrote…where to begin?! Well, first of all, I ended up getting a call from The Boy (the 21 year old who I’d had a one night stand with 5 months ago). He asked if I wanted to come meet up with him at a bar, and since I happened to be near by, I went. After an hour of me teasing him about how crappy he’d acted in the past, I follow him home. We didn’t have sex, but talked for hours, and then he let his fingers do the talking. (Did I actually just write that?) Well I certainly don’t learn from the past, because I basically haven’t heard from him since. That’s fine with me, because I’ve moved on to bigger and better things.

Before I get to that, though, here’s what else has happened. It was my good friend K-Dub’s Birthday a couple of weeks ago, and doesn’t Goldilocks AND one of my other ex-relationships both show up to the party. I don’t know why I’d been so into Blondie. Seeing him that night did make me feel a bit sick, but mostly because I felt freakin’ stupid that I’d been so into a guy after only two dates (who frankly wasn’t all that special).

A few days later at work I mention to a coworker that I’m “single and looking”. He tells me he has a great guy for me, and connects us over Facebook. The guy was a night editor for my old company, and seemed cute, so I figured why not when he emailed to ask me to meet. We go to a pub for some beers and pool after work, and he was very nice, but I just knew he wasn’t what I was looking for. Despite this, I end up getting drunk and making out with him practically on the pool tables. He’s emailed me a couple of times since, and I really need to tell him that nothing’s going to happen. I feel like a bitch…why am I such a kissing slut?!

A few days after that was my big quarter century party. Now this past month I’d been writing to a guy through Plenty of Fish, but hadn’t thought much about it as I’d been so wrapped up planning my party. What is kind of cute, though, is that he and I had actually messaged each other at the exact same time off the site, then things went on from there. The day before my party he tells me that his band is playing at The Drake the following Monday, so I say I’ll come. Now, back to my party…

Remember the night of the huge snowstorm? Well that was my party night. Thankfully a lot of friends still came out, and we practically had all of Revival Bar to ourselves. I had an amazing time and danced the night away. At one point I decided to take off my heels in order to strut my stuff barefoot. I then start talking to a former coworker, a 35-year-old man who’s always been a bit on the flirty side with the girls from the office. Well, he tells me he thinks my shoes are in the basement, despite my insistence that I hadn’t been down there all night. He leads me down with his hand on my ass. Next thing I know his hands are now on my chest. And then we kiss. Yikes – sooo not a good idea. I laugh it off and head back upstairs. That was kind of creepy.

Monday night I continue my Birthday celebrations by heading to The Drake to see my new online hottie’s band play. I bring K-Dubb and a bunch of other girls. When I walk into the bar he comes right up and gives me a huge hug, then says “nice to meet you”. Super cute. When he gets on stage I can’t take my eyes off him. This guy makes me drool just thinking about him. I haven’t been this attracted to anyone in a very very long time. The clock strikes midnight, and I turn the big 2-5.

The next morning I wake up to a text from him wishing me a Happy Birthday. I think this is going to be a good year.