I'm meeting him at 9:00 tonight; I suggested a pretty yuppie but attractive bar that is between our neighborhoods, and he responds with silence, and then says "uh, well I'm a skater, do I have to get dressed up?" I let him pick a more low-key bar. So I know he's a tattooed Asian (he told me this on the phone) skater boy... my type?? Hell yeah!!! At the very least it will be a pleasant drink I guess, but I'm excited about my mystery date...
I'll report back tomorrow, natch.
― Sean, Thursday, 13 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― anthony, Thursday, 13 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I know all this isn't as interesting as me talking about sandwiches.
― Sean, Friday, 14 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
If you don't feel an initial vibe...well, just see what happens when it's the weekend and you're both more relaxed all around. :-)
― Ned Raggett, Friday, 14 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Pete, Friday, 14 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― toraneko, Friday, 14 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― gareth, Friday, 14 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― mark s, Friday, 14 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― N., Friday, 14 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I agree theoretically that this can happen, I just don't think it's happened to me. Question: if this is a person who you don't work with/go to school with/see on a regular basis anyway, what are you doing together while you wait and see if the Oomph Factor kicks in? Just hanging out as friends? And then you have to transition into dating? It's certainly easier if you feel that oomph right away, that way there's no ambiguity in your mind. And it's exciting, too. I don't discount the possibility of more deep/enduring relationships possibly growing out of being friends first (if that's really what's being suggested), it's just in my experience it's hard to make it happen that way.
she reckons if it's not there then there is no point in pursuing the whole thing.
Like, yeah. Or at least that's what I'm inclined to believe. I did dream about him last night, though. But not in an erotic way.
I only remember going on one proper blind date (do you have a friend for my friend style). I saw her a few more times and had some fun but it amounted to nothing and fizzled. I'd be up for such things if I believed that the person setting it up a) wasn't likely to be just jerking me around, and b) had some idea of what kind of person I was.
― Martin Skidmore, Friday, 14 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)