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Dating madness
Dec. 18th, 2006 02:58 pmI met a guy named Matt on match.com. I should have called off meeting him when I received a text tht included the following sentence:
"Recorded a song about what I know of you so far last night. Not the best thing I've ever done but I tried! First song in the world to mention plastering and re-wiring? I'm mad."
To which I replied that yes, he was completely mad, and that actually I found that level of interest a bit unnerving BEFORE THE FIRST DATE. Yeesh.
I spoke to him on the phone a couple of days later and again, he was slightly scary - he wanted to know how I felt about marriage and long term relationships and children, and he wanted to let me know (repeatedly) that he was very much up for those things and the sooner the better. I am, too - but at this early stage I'd rather discuss movies or the dumb things we did that day.
I suppose I brought the disasterous date on myself by not reading these subtle signs of insanity... I got off the phone feeling slightly hysterical, but recounting the conversation provided so much entertainment to my poor, mockery-starved housemates that I figured I'd meet up with him anyway. And the pictures on his profile were really attractive, so I convinced myself that keen and eager to commit weren't actually the end of the world.
However, those pictures must have been several years out of date if the decline in hair coverage is anything to go by. I was totally unable to get him to calm down about the Big Issues while we were out. I did get a nice free dinner, but conversation was excruciating to the point where I almost got the giggles. At him, unfortunately. He complained about the bar being too loud and then the restaurant being too quiet, the weather being too cold, his day at work apparently sucked (which I heard about in great length - does he think we're already married?!?) the food portions were too small... I ran off to the loos twice to vent at C and our houseguest the Random American. I tried to bond with him, but he didn't laugh any of the times I tried to lighten the mood, and not being at least vaguely amused by my jokes is a deal breaker.
So, anyway, after the embarrassing part where he lent in and I stepped backwards (learn to read the signs, boys! Honestly!) I went and met C and the Random American Houseguest in town, and Matt presumably went home to compose me a sonnet. He sent several stalkery texts over the weekend and I sent him a message yesterday saying that we were in different places in life (Me: reality. Him: the place where 13 year old girls go to cry) and we shouldn't pursue anything. I got the following text in response:
"Thanks for letting me know. I am disappointed because I could have fallen for you :-( I wanted to talk in a lot more depth to understand you emotionally but it didn't seem to work (was hoping to do that today :-) We never really scratched the surface there. I was worried that you might struggle to ever see me! I want to put a girl at the centre of my world and realise you are pretty busy. All the best to you, too - you'll make some guy really happy. xxx"
I met this guy ONCE. Shudders
Maybe this Internet dating thing was a bad idea.
On the up side, I finally saw Atlantis 314 and am feeling so much love. Who needs a boyfriend? I have Atlantis.
"Recorded a song about what I know of you so far last night. Not the best thing I've ever done but I tried! First song in the world to mention plastering and re-wiring? I'm mad."
To which I replied that yes, he was completely mad, and that actually I found that level of interest a bit unnerving BEFORE THE FIRST DATE. Yeesh.
I spoke to him on the phone a couple of days later and again, he was slightly scary - he wanted to know how I felt about marriage and long term relationships and children, and he wanted to let me know (repeatedly) that he was very much up for those things and the sooner the better. I am, too - but at this early stage I'd rather discuss movies or the dumb things we did that day.
I suppose I brought the disasterous date on myself by not reading these subtle signs of insanity... I got off the phone feeling slightly hysterical, but recounting the conversation provided so much entertainment to my poor, mockery-starved housemates that I figured I'd meet up with him anyway. And the pictures on his profile were really attractive, so I convinced myself that keen and eager to commit weren't actually the end of the world.
However, those pictures must have been several years out of date if the decline in hair coverage is anything to go by. I was totally unable to get him to calm down about the Big Issues while we were out. I did get a nice free dinner, but conversation was excruciating to the point where I almost got the giggles. At him, unfortunately. He complained about the bar being too loud and then the restaurant being too quiet, the weather being too cold, his day at work apparently sucked (which I heard about in great length - does he think we're already married?!?) the food portions were too small... I ran off to the loos twice to vent at C and our houseguest the Random American. I tried to bond with him, but he didn't laugh any of the times I tried to lighten the mood, and not being at least vaguely amused by my jokes is a deal breaker.
So, anyway, after the embarrassing part where he lent in and I stepped backwards (learn to read the signs, boys! Honestly!) I went and met C and the Random American Houseguest in town, and Matt presumably went home to compose me a sonnet. He sent several stalkery texts over the weekend and I sent him a message yesterday saying that we were in different places in life (Me: reality. Him: the place where 13 year old girls go to cry) and we shouldn't pursue anything. I got the following text in response:
"Thanks for letting me know. I am disappointed because I could have fallen for you :-( I wanted to talk in a lot more depth to understand you emotionally but it didn't seem to work (was hoping to do that today :-) We never really scratched the surface there. I was worried that you might struggle to ever see me! I want to put a girl at the centre of my world and realise you are pretty busy. All the best to you, too - you'll make some guy really happy. xxx"
I met this guy ONCE. Shudders
Maybe this Internet dating thing was a bad idea.
On the up side, I finally saw Atlantis 314 and am feeling so much love. Who needs a boyfriend? I have Atlantis.
