As we all know I’m super happy with The Scientist, he’s so lovely and everything is going great but there’s still that one guy, that one fucking guy that’s drags me down and makes me feel like shit. Let’s call him the Narcissist.
I can’t write this better than Dua Lipa so here it is….
1. Don’t pick up the phone you know he’s only calling because he’s drunk and alone.
Yep…every single time. I don’t know what it is about this guy but even though he makes me feel like absolute shit I still text him back, he’s always drunk so I worry about him it’s crazy that I even care about this guy but I’m beginning to think that alcohol plays no part in him being a dick. He’s just a dick.
2. Don’t let him in, you’ll have to kick him out again.
For the last 4 months we’ve been in this cycle of being nice for a few days, arguing, me not speaking to him and then him texting me and me being lured back in. It’s so weird, part of me hates him, part of me likes him, part of me wants to save him. It only takes one nice word from him and I forget how he can be and the cycle starts again. It always ends the same though, me feeling shit and him not caring or even believing he’s done something wrong. I’m not sure why out of the thousands of people I’ve spoken to, I let this guy get under my skin but it’s happened.
3. Don’t be his friend, you know you’re going to wake up in his bed in the morning.
Here’s the crazy part, I only ever fancied him for a really short time, we may have met on POF but I saw his true colours super early on and I’ve got prime steak at home so I’m hardly going to ruin that for a scabby cheese burger so there’s no chance of me ending up in his bed. I thought we could be friends though, he was dating someone and so was I so we were on the same level. In hindsight this was crazy, even though we’ve always had this mad chemistry and this magnetic pull he acts like Billy big balls but he’s always too scared to meet me. We’ve spoken for 4 months and there’s always a lame excuse why he can’t come. I think he loves hiding behind his phone because he can say anything he likes. It’s that annoying limbo which upsets me though. Least if we met and didn’t get on I could cut him out forever.I know that I have to cut him out forever but it gives me anxiety if we don’t talk, clearly I’m the ultimate glutton for punishment. He’s blocked off whatsapp so that’s a start right?
Dua would be so fucking disappointed in me.
It’s that time of the year again when I marvel at how quickly the year has gone and reflects on what’s happened dating wise.
I’m not going to sugar coat it but this year has been tough. I’ve been in situations out of my control and that I never thought I would be in. I’ve done things that I never thought I would have to do. I’ve had awful dates and met some even more awful people. I’ve cried, had anxiety but it’s ok, I got through it and I’m still here.
I’ve also had fun, been on some good dates, had some good sex and laughed and made connections.
I’m ending this year dating The Scientist. Who knows what’s going to happen there? At least he’s showed me that there are some genuinely nice people in this world.
Before I start this post I best point out that it’s not about the time I went down on a sailor….
‘Submarining’ is another one of these dating terms that have popped up recently like catfishing and breadcrumbing. It means when someone disappears with out explanation and reappears with out one.
This has happened to me with one individual over the years of doing this…Mr Hot but Dull. I’ve been guilty of replying to him in the past mainly trying to get him to explain what the fuck he’s playing at. He always says he thinks of me and then texts…no mate you get pissed and start hitting up randoms in your phone book more like! I can’t even remember how long we spoke for initially? Maybe a few weeks. But he was so dull I let him go. Since then he must have messaged me probably four or five times for a few days and then disappeared. I always made it clear that nothing would happen so what was he getting out of it? We never had enough in common to be friends, and you know, I like to meet up with my friends not just sporadically text them. I always replied because I thought he was lonely and I’m a sucker for the underdog. The last time this happened though I just realised that it was bollocks and I’m not the RSPCA- it’s not up to me to be nice to waifs and strays!
Have I been guilty of submarining in the past? God no! If someone doesn’t do it for me anymore I’m not going to slide back into their DMs just because I’m bored or horny, which I guess this is the whole reason this has become a thing. Seriously peeps have you never heard of Netflix or porn?
Next time you think of doing this guys. Don’t. Theres only one time us ladies like a men going down, popping up and going down again.
So I have a date on Friday with The Scientist. He’s cute and funny and is just nice. The spark isn’t 100% there for me yet but after my last blog post I’m going to give him a chance. I do like him but I have a feeling I’m probably going to be a bit much.
The funniest thing is, is that his dad is a vicar. Can you imagine this going well and me being introduced to a vicar?! I have the worst potty mouth ever! I don’t even deliberately do it, it just slips out. The scientist rarely swears as it is so I have to bite my tongue a lot. But I can see me accidentally saying the worst possible thing.
He does seem super innocent as well so I hope I can corrupt him…I mean open him up a little bit. I think this is why I like him. He’s the opposite to any one I’ve recently spoken to. He’s kind and caring….any way I ll keep you updated!
So I’ve come to a conclusion why online dating doesn’t work for me, relationship wise, not one night stand wise.
Firstly there’s too much choice. I’ve touched on this before how I’m always thinking that the next swipe will be better than the last. It’s overwhelming. It’s like being able to have all the flavours of Ice cream you’ve ever wanted but can’t even make a confident choice about one.
Everything is too fast. ‘I like your face’ swipe right! ‘Your bio is boring’ swipe left! Expectations are too high and nothing is left to develop. How much can you really know about someone through a few dates or whatsapp? But if I don’t feel it I instantly just shut them down.
I think about the thousands of messages (not being cocky, I’ve been here a while!) that I’ve ignored because they just say hi or hey. What if they are just shy or shit at messaging? but I don’t give them a chance.
The first person who I was infatuated with I would never have swiped them on Tinder, he wasn’t my type at all looks wise but after spending time with him I had hella feels. Then there’s my beloved X, I would have 100% swiped him but I don’t think it would have gotten past messaging. I’m too sexual and flirty and he’s too unique. So I would have missed out on two people (especially X) who mean or have meant a lot to me.
Instant sparks are over rated as well, it’s all about sustaining chemistry. No sparks at the beginning doesn’t mean there won’t ever be sparks down the line. Recent instant sparks have lead to fire works then full time explosions all for nothing when I’ve only ever whatsapped them. I guess it works both ways. Letting things develop can mean the person you thought was right for you is completely the opposite.
It all comes down to time for me. I don’t have a lot of it spare and it’s precious for me so until now I’ve been choosy in who I give it to. (Choosy and wrong! See all previous posts!)
Going forward what am I going to do knowing that it probably isn’t going to ever work for me? Am I going to give up? Of course not! I’m going to try and be a bit more mindful of others and less judgemental on their first message. I’ve still got just over two months of this year to go after all!
Regular readers of this blog will know that Mr Wright 2 is in the top 5 hottest ever guys I’ve spoken to and in the bottom five personality wise, (a thumbs up emoji is not a substitute for a personality poppet!) anyway throughout the year he hits me up on Snapchat and we…you know…we became master-mates.
Recently I stopped getting anything out of it though, actually tbh I’m not sure I ever got anything out of it, other than the fact I’m never going to complain about a seriously hot guy sending me pictures of his piece and telling me he’s wanking over me. The thing was, he made it weird. After we got off he would block me. I’m not sure why? I never messaged him once, we have nothing in common, at least if we were knocking one out I didn’t have to read his poor banter. But he would do it every time and I would forget about him until he would re add me again.
I shut this shit down the other day and just blocked him, he’s hot but I’ve seen his dick so much now I could pick it out of a lineup. I’m also not down with all his weird nonsense. He was only ever using me for a more personal wank.
I need to stop giving people like this the time of day and only talk to people who actually bring something to my life. I was never going to meet Wright as I know the date would have been so bland. All this is just wasting my time and distracting me from finding my beloved. I’m too easily turned by being horny and someone with a pretty face.
In a few days stuff has changed faster than Jimmy CumQuickly jizzed his pants.
The Intellectual is no more. After a quick FB stalk it turns out that his status was ‘in a relationship with so and so’ first I thought he could be a lazy fber and hadn’t changed it but I clicked on so and so’s page and there was loads of photos of them together. Not very intellectual, son! I found him on there in two seconds. For someone who made out he was so smart that’s a very rookie error.
The local has also gone. Nice enough lad but not for me. He just didn’t have enough about him. There’s a reason why I’m not attracted to people round here, I mean they’re ok for a day or two but can never hold my interest past that.
I’m still chatting to The Nerd sporadically but not massively feeling it. We had some hot phone sex but I think he peaked with that. He was also really into weed and I’m more bake off than getting baked.
There’s two new guys on the scene….
The Scientist: I think realistically I would probably eat him alive, he’s sweet and comes out with some funny lines but he’s a little dry. It’s probably a non starter as he has applied for a job that will take him 4 hours away, and I would only be up for that distance if I thought he was amazing.
The sound guy: This geezer is literally music to my ears! He’s hot, bespectacled and works as a sound engineer. He also has a famous dad, not that it matters but I can’t unsee it now I know.
I ll update you in a few days if anything else changes. Also tomorrow I shall update you with a post on Mr Wright 2: One year later.