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Can I Get Spell Check Up In Here?

Dear Match.com-er,

Please, please, PLEASE use spell check when posting your profile.  I realize that you might be part of the ESL group, but Word will correct “Ethiopian,” “coffee” and “favorite” at least.

My ethnicity: father is Ethinopian(born in Ethiopia. While my mother is Italian born in

My religion : I am Christian

Favorit things: Fine cuisine any city in which I am love Italina, Jaanese,American and chins food.

Last read : Aviation magazines, business books

Interests : coofee and carpet picnics for two, conversation , cooking out , movies/videos, shopping/Antiques, watching sports.

Interesting Dates….Guy #3

So, there I am, breaking my rule about no kids….but I figure, maybe not EVERYONE has a crazy ex-baby mama….sooooooo…..

This guy works for the gaming industry, so he had some interesting things to talk about.  We went out for coffee…notice a theme here?  We ended up talking until they closed the shop, that’s a good sign, right?  However, at the end of the night he divulged he had to get back home, his nearly adult son needed his meds.  Oh, that’s not a good sign.

We made dinner plans, he took me somewhere very nice and I managed to behave like a human.  He dropped me off at my Sister’s place (my SF Valley home-base) and gave me a very lovely goodnight kiss.  I did notice that he was so thin that not only could I get my arms all the way around him, but I could snap him in half because I’m not a gentle girly-girl, I’m more like Mongo.

At dinner, though, he brought up the son again….like he has a new car because the son totaled the last one….son is in recovery….well you get the idea.

Then I get a text, deadlines and upcoming holidays are going to suck up all available time.  I completely understand.  Then, radio silence…..for a month.  I figured he was no longer interested, as it seems that’s the way men let you know they’re not interested.  But no, in this instance I think he was just busy.

Sadly, I had to let him know that there’s enough craziness in my own family that I don’t need to rope in any more.

Interesting Dates…..Guy #2

Out of the blue I heard from a guy I had been texting back and forth with month earlier.  I assumed that he was no longer in his relationship (the one I saw him enter into on FB, right before I unfriended him).

Would I like to meet for coffee?  Sure, that’s pretty non-committal…coffee….10 minutes or more if you want, easy to escape….not like an entire dinner, where you have to suffer for 2 hours or more if the night goes downhill fast.

So coffee it was…he was interesting….but talked too much about his most recent ex.  I don’t mind hearing stories about ex’s, but not over coffee….not in the first few minutes.   But he was mostly interesting to listen to…and he asked me to dinner.

I have my three date rule…you know, three dates before I make the decision as to whether to see you again.  I know, there’s a three date rule for sex, but that’s not *MY* rule.

So, dinner it was…relaxed pizza place, nice….couple of beers, some pizza, some talking.  He’s still kinda’ weird, but seems like maybe he’s coming out of some sort of shell.

He walked me to my car, but when I turned for any type of “good night” closure, kiss/hug/something, he was standing pretty far away.  I leaned in and hugged him anyway, he was awfully stiff (his whole body, you pervs).  That’s really not going to fit well with me and my touchy-feely group.

A day or two later he asks me out again for Saturday.  Unfortunately, I’m not available the upcoming Saturday, I have family obligations, would the following Saturday work?

So, two weeks pass…I don’t hear from him…..Saturday afternoon appears and I text him, “As I’ve not heard from you, I’m assuming you don’t want to see me tonight.”

I got a response that boiled down to “I’m looking for someone with more availability.”  Really?  I can’t make one Saturday and that means I’m not available?  Wow, I knew something wasn’t gelling, because that Saturday would’ve been the aforementioned third date and it wasn’t looking favorably….BUT COME ON….one Saturday?  I’m guessing that my “control freak” radar wasn’t going off for nothing.

Interesting Dates….Guy #1

Since I’ve posted last I went out with four new guys.  I’ll weave the complete tale of one of them in this post…it was pretty short and went something like this:

We met at the Starbuck’s by my sister’s place, since coffee is a pretty non-committal type of date.  It was a Thursday, my Friday for the week, and he agreed to meet me after he got off of work, which was admittedly late.  He had a project he needed to complete.

In fact, he was totally my type of guy, I even suspended my “no kids” rule in order to meet him.  Should’ve known better…there’s a reason I have rules.

He was interesting, works in the post-production effects industry…and in desperate need for something to eat after plying him with coffee at 9:00PM we went to dinner.  Do you know what’s open at 11:00 at night?  Not much…we went to Denny’s.

He said “Don’t tell anyone our first date was Starbuck’s and Denny’s,” I won’t tell anyone per se, but I might write it up and then it may be stumbled on by someone else.

Anyway, I had a great time…he said HE had a great time….this was a clothes-on great time…so, you know, I enjoyed talking to him.  He invited me to October-fest in Long Beach and out to dinner that weekend.

I was very excited for this date…I had a snazzy outfit selected and was on my way to Sis’ place to get ready when I get a call on my cell phone….dun-dun-duuuuuuunnnnnn

Seems like his car is in the shop, it should’ve been done, but it’s not…do I still want to go out? I’d have to drive.  Sure, let me know where to pick you up.  (that wasn’t the right answer, apparently). 

“I don’t want you to feel like you’re having to ‘be the man’.”  Fair enough, I did complain I was like a man in my last relationship and didn’t want it to happen again…however, it’s not the same situation, now is it.  I asked if we could talk once I got to my Sister’s place so I wasn’t driving and talking at the same time.  “Sure.”

I get home and there’s a text message for me saying it’s not going to work out, I live too far away.

Really?  Honestly?  That’s what you’re going to fall back on? 

You knew where I lived before we went out, it wasn’t a problem then.

You said you had a good time with me, enough to make a second date, instead of saying “yeah, this isn’t going to work out.”

And, BTW, don’t even try to kobayashi maru at me…first of all…I TOLD you I was moving, and secondly, I know what that is, so you don’t sound fancy at all, in fact, you sound idiotic BECAUSE I told you I was moving.

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