Ok so last night I had a date with DT. C was at the restaurant when he walked in and after only a few moments of chatting, decided that he was an arrogant, opinionated, slimely asshole. After she left we went back to his "loft" to order in some Italian. I think this guy has a very deluded sense of self. Perhaps long ago he was a hot shot young up and comer. He took advantage of his charms and bedded a lot of women. Now he is getting older and he isn't as cute as he would like to think he is. Last night when he asked me about my lifestyle choices - he admitted that he couldn't judge me because he drinks a lot and sleeps with whores. A great thing to tell a girl as you are walking her back to your apartment. When he opened the door - the first thing he did was play his messsages - first of all - who still has an answering maching - second of all - why play it with me in the house? He had to know that there were going to be calls from ditzy girls - each one sounded skankier than the next and I wondered what the hell I was doing there in the first place. I checked out his library - which was not as cool as I'd hopes and sat on his yucky couch. His "loft" looked more like a college dorm room. It was messy and filled with old, ugly furniture. I guess I was picturing something more modern and sleek. We talked for a while and then he leaned in to kiss me...I figured what the hell - might as well go along with it, but I tell you there is no soul in his kisses. He is fun, but all I could think when we were fooling around was how many girls have been in this position? Afterwards - he said "You're very pretty" as if he was discovering me for the first time. Hellooooo? Who did he think he was hanging out with? he kept asking me if I was happy, that i was different from the last time we hung out. I responded that how could he know what I was usually like if we had hardly hung out??? Anyway - I am still recovering from Vegas and haven't had a good night sleep since...don't think I am going to get it soon either.
OK - well wanted to fill you in on my sad and twisted dating life....
na-na
Thursday, December 07, 2006
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Yes, you do know na-na, you are far superior to this duche. So not impressed by him. Good luck in San Fran buddy. I'm sure you'll be able to live the life you want there!
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