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Date #11 - The Friendly Giant... take deux

1/7/2013

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Hello everyone! Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and Happy New Year to all!  A new year, a fresh start? Absolutely. I could write a whole post about my new year's resolutions, but for the sake of your boredom, I've narrowed my selection down to three - in no particular order:
                 1. Drop 20 lbs.
                 2. Be less of a spazz and just enjoy the wave of life                     3. Find a husband.

Pish posh, easy as pie! Well, to start off 2013 on the right nose, I had a date with a familiar face; The Friendly Giant. We remained in touch for most of the holidays even tried to get together several times, but between my ridiculous 4 am morning shifts and his previous plans called having a life, nothing panned out. Eventually, we decided after the holidays would work and we decided on a light fun night of playing pool. 

Initially, I was a little bit nervous to see him. And rightfully so. A little recap:  we had a very drunken unromantic 1st date, where I pretty much blacked out at the climax of our make out session and then woke up with the FG in by bed, while I was in my pjs and a pool of sweat. Luckily, I was untouched and unharmed.

Well, this time around I told myself I would refuse, at any cost, to let him to come into my condo. I am not sleeping with him! (Not yet, at least) Of course when we were deciding what to do on our date, he mentioned having some casual drinks at my place, (ya, wonder why...round two?) and I quickly deflected from that idea and mentioned something more in public and virgin-like like shooting pool. No strip pool here!

The FG and I went to a ghetto east end pool hall, shared a pitcher of beer and witnessed the FG almost snap his pool cue in half at least three times in frustration over his missed shots. I was almost in tears laughing. Ah, nothing like a little friendly giant competition. We decided to make the night interesting by revealing a 'secret' or piece of information about ourselves every time we missed a shot. He knows my life story now because I suck balls at sinking balls. After one of my missed shot, he asked me flat out 'so how much of our last date do you actually remember?'  Crap. I admitted the end of night was virtually non-existent for me and it was at that moment that I used the opportunity to express my intercourse concerns with him.

Me: If you haven't noticed, I'm avoiding having you come to my house. Just so you're clear I'm not sleeping with you just yet. I'm sorry, I'm just not like that. (it's because... I actually like you!)
FG: No need to apologize! I did notice, and it's cool. I'm not here just to do that. I would have tried something when I had the chance.... I'm here for a long time.

And with that, I took him to the washroom and we fucked like chimps.  Ha... can you imagine? Well, needless to say, with that comment, I was pretty reassured. I did however, just to keep him intrigued, promise that when we do have sex, it would blow his penis off... in a good way. I said that with the utmost confidence. Two Scorpios, man... magical!

At that exact moment, a couple of dudes at the table beside us offered the FG one of their Jack Daniel's shots (like WHEN the hell does that happen? Not often in Toronto, that's for sure.) because they were driving soon. As if the relationship Gods were listening, he took the shot, cheers'd me in Polish and as though it solidified our intercourse abstinence understanding, he downed it.

On our way home, he asked if I'd like to maybe try bowling next time, and arranged for the following week. This made me feel great! We kissed goodnight and I skipped all the way down my condo's hallway. We've spoken a few times since, but it's now Monday, and I haven't heard from him all weekend. Strange. I've decided that later today, I'm taking the bull by the balls, and messaging him.  What to say, what to say?
The silence is killing me. Correct me if I'm wrong, but doesn't a man who obviously likes a woman want to speak with her every day? Want to see her every day? Want to be with her every day??? Sigh, it's likely I've created yet another fictional movie plot in my brain and that in fact The Friendly Giant is just a Giant dick in a Giant body.

Stay tuned....

La Blonde xx

5 Comments
MandyMaeAllen
1/7/2013 01:42:11 am

Is it possible that even in this, the age of social media instant gratification, he's maybe a little old school and subscribes to timeless gems like the "3-day rule"? When did you last speak??

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New York Cliche link
1/8/2013 03:24:12 am

I have certainly played the game of "I wont message on the weekend so I appear super busy and popular". A stupid game, yes, but I KNOW others play it too!

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Martin Appleby link
1/8/2013 07:37:39 am

I think there comes a point for a guy where he wants to test out how interested the girl is, so he won't message you, in order to see how long it takes you to message him. That would be my guess anyway. Because that's exactly what I would do if I was always the one to make the initial 'first contact'. Although I could be wrong.

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La Blonde link
1/8/2013 09:13:21 pm

Thank you all for your comments... just a heads up after IIIII sent the FG a msg that same day, he then re-mentioned the bowling date we had scheduled to have (supposedly happening today).Maybe he's just not an over-texter? I guess we leave our conversation for in-person meetings and not for meaningless texts convos? Ugh!

hmmm @MartinAppleby, that's an interesting perspective... men such as yourself actually question when/ when not to text a lady when he's interested in her? I always refer back to the the female 'Bible' that is He's Just Not That Into You... and according to God, a man will do whatever it takes to be with/talk to a woman. So, if he's not msging/calling you.......

@MandyMaeAllen - That "3-day rule" pisses me right off! Whoever still uses that is so outdated! Grrrr

@Newyorkcliche - hahahah, I've definitely played that 'I'm having sooooo much fun on the weekend that I can't answer my phone, ever." card. But everyone who knows me, knows I work weekends... womp womp.

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jacqamaretta link
10/19/2013 07:49:31 am

Was just bored and thought I would post to say hello

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