Amanda says I'm too picky. Lindsay just tells me to sleep with everyone.
Now I get the ick on the second date. So, I'm growing.
I had a second date with this guy. He was a nice guy. His body just turned me off. And looks matter. I don't need a great body, but I've gotten in pretty good shape. And good abs turn me on. I just need the stomach flip. I need to not to have to work into getting excited about a guy. It should just happen.
This is why I'm single. I've been single my whole life. I had a lot of issues to overcome and probably still do, but I'm ready for a relationship. The time alone has been great (and lonely), but I'm also not willing to settle. This might make me picky. I just know what I want.
I've had a crush or two -- and one crash.
I give guys chances. I have hope. Even if the first date is bad now I go on a second date with the hope that something will change.
But with this guy? On the second date I realized he had an accent that went from a nasal induced gay to Joan Cusak in "Working Girl."
"Working Girl" is a funny movie. I love it. It doesn't mean I want to sleep with Joan Cusak.
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