Thursday, February 17, 2011

Date 4 Steve

Ok so I probably should have listened to my "red flag" when in his email he sent me he said geez thought you forgot about me ;) when I didnt respond for like 2 days. Can you say stage five clinger? I met this guy at Nikkos Sushi which is a very nice bar/sushi restuarant in uptown. I got there and he was good looking, tall, seemed like a nice guy. We sat down and right then was like a button for this guy to not stop talking. We ordered some cool sushi rolls and he talked about his job, his old jobs, his hometown, his family, his job, his friends, his weekend, his job, his plans, him him him him. Geez... i could barely get a word in! And when I did he would cut me off and start talking about himself again. Plus he had a bad mouth and threw the f-bomb a lot which didnt impress me... andhes a little pussy drinkin Riesling White Wine and vodka cranberries...ummm I dont think so!!! That was a turn off. He just talked about himself and told stories and shit about fighting. So i chowed down on some fuckin awesome sushi and drank more. I got drunk. 

Date 3 David

We went to brunch on sunday...he was short and he was waayyyy too serious. Geez getting a laugh outta that guy was like pulling teeth. We had some pretty good conversation only because I was asking the questions, but I think he was expecting something different. We left and he said it was nice meeting you.Wont see him again. Thanks for the french toast ass.

Date 2 Bronsyn


We had a lot of fun...went to the Bobcats/Heat game and drinks at Connellys (which was pitch black by the way so I could barely see this kid). He was like 20 minutes late meeting me (strike 1) because of traffic and the rain so I enjoyed a stella by myself...geez. We met and then went to the game. We were like 15 rows back which was a plus for him because those seats cost like 75 dollars but a strike (2) for him because he kept bitching about how expensive they were. So we small-talked and joked, etc (one of our conversations was about reefer (not every one smokes from App State dude))and then all of a sudden I turn around and about 5 rows up I see these deuches with long hair cheesin. They were his best friends...so I kinda weirded out but thankful because they ended up giving us a ride home. Prob wont see him again though. Hes all about smoking weed and partying and has weird friends. He called me that night at 2 am and said "Yo Allison, I'm here with a case of beer and I'm in a taxi, what should i do?" AHAHAHAH i was like uhhhh im going to bed.

Date 1 Adam

Hellooooo Adam...hott hot hotttieee from up North. reaaaaallly good looking, 6'3 tall dark handsome, successful works at Bank of America.... was so nervous when I met this guy. I walked into this really nice restaurant that was packed with professional young adults. I felt like everyone knew I was on match.com meeting this kid for the first time. I knew exactly who he was, and he greeted me with a big smile. Oddly he reminded me of my cousin Bill because he just acted like him and had a lot of energy. So anyway we hit it off and talked non-stop for 2 hours about everything over wine and calamarie and zucchini chips...yum. Overall he seemed like a great person that I would like to see again. But...there is always a but right allison? Ugh he texts so weird like statements about nothing. I'm not a good texter anyway (you can ask all my roommates and friends because I never know what to say back because I'll sound like a weirdo) but I just never know what to say back to him. He's kinda sketch but my favorite.

Preview

So I am 23, single, and I am in the whole figuring out life stage. I recently joined match.com (heavily influenced by my roommate lindsay and friend hannah). I was like hmm lets see what this is all about. So I created a profile while feeling kinda weird about the whole thing, but once all the winks and emails came I was like huh I like this thing.So here I go, connecting with all the guys, and I'm going to start dating them. Or just going on a date to see what these guys are like. So here I go....