^Yeah, that"s why when a ski trip came up for this weekend, I jumped on it immediately. Whether or not I was going out with someone, I had no intention of being around on Valentine"s Day. I figured if I WAS going out with someone and it was going well, I"d invite them along for the trip.
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Grobbee said:
We"ve moved beyond that. You can keep obsessing over it if you want, but we"ll be helping Eomer secure Xerxes for life.
Not so sure I want that. So she came over after work last night, but when she got to my place I was in the middle of packing for the trip this weekend and said I"d need about 10 minutes. She said no problem, and went down a floor to visit with her friend that lives in the building. After I was done I went down there and hung out for a couple minutes, smoked a bowl (her friend is a pot head), and then the two of us got up to leave to go to a neat little spot just down the street for some wine and tapas. But as we got to the door of her place, she and her friend stood there yapping about work and talking with their boss and blah blah blah for literally I swear 5 minutes. I just stood there with my hand on the door knob, waiting for them to finish up. You could tell her friend found it awkward, but Xerxes just get yammering away.
So I finally get her out of there, and we head down to the tapas place. It"s literally seating for 20 people, under 1000 square feet. Just tiny. I"ve been there once or twice before, it"s a great date spot if you don"t mind the other 18 people in the place listening to your whole conversation. Xerxes the previous night when we had gone out to a pretty nice restaurant had made a big deal about yapping with the waiter about wine and "oh do you have this in a 2004, oh well 2005/6 wasn"t as good" and so on. She quite likes wine, or at least makes a big deal about liking wine. So when we sat down at the little 4 man bar at the back of the place (it was full otherwise), she immediately started yapping with the owner about wine, and pretty much had the exact same conversation "oh is this a 2004? Oh it"s not?" But a couple times during the conversation, it appeared to me that she didn"t know nearly as much about wine as she liked to think. I know nothing about wine, so maybe I am off base, but just judging from the reaction of the owner that appeared to be the case.
So pretty quickly the place cleared out and it was just the two of us and the owner and chef, who came and sat down beside us. She then proceeded to yak with the chef for the next 45 minutes about cheeses and good restaurants in the city and that they needed to add a tapa with goat cheese to the menu and on and on and on (she makes a big deal about her cooking and food knowledge as well). I pretty much just sat there and tried to look interested the whole time and it was exceedingly difficult. Eventually some loud mouthed englishman who was friends with the chef came in, and the conversation got interesting again.
She just really annoyed the hell out of me last night. I don"t know if she"s just trying to impress me personally, or if that"s how she always is, but she seems to try incredibly hard to make herself out to be knowledgeable about things, and well connected, and successful (she"s mentioned a couple times how much she makes or that she turned down X number of dollars for a raise to work more hours etc) and that kind of thing. She IS pretty intelligent, I can tell, and she has done well for herself but she seems really eager to prove herself, and it"s kind of annoying the shit out of me. The constant talking about wine vintages, sending the Stella back the first time I met her and refusing a Sol in place of a Corona, she"s really quite a bit of a princess.
It"s funny, cause I stop and think about what some of my friends have told me about myself, and it"s like she"s a twin of me, because I"ve been guilty of the same things. And apparently I can"t stand me.
On top of that, during a brief respite from the wine and food talk, she mentioned that she had to "talk to me about something" when we got back to my place. I was like "well why can"t we talk right now?" and once the owner had moved to serve a table she said that she"d been introduced to a guy awhile back by a friend, and had chatted with him on and off but nothing had happened up until she saw him at the bar on Saturday (when I was there). Apparently he had asked her out to dinner, and she was wanting to know what I thought of it.
Being that she is a smart cookie, I wonder if the other guy even exists (heh as I was typing this she texted me that she"d texted the other guy that she was seeing someone else). Either way, I was non-commital at first. I responded that we"d only gone on a few dates, and that I certainly didn"t have any business telling her whether or not she could see someone else, and wouldn"t be offended if she "hedged her bets." Right away she looked pretty disappointed and said something along the lines of "well I guess that"s the answer I was looking for." I backtracked and asked her what she would say if I told her that I was seeing someone else, or if she"d be upset or jealous or whatever. She immediately said yes she would be, and asked if I was. I said that no I wasn"t, and even if I had met someone else I wouldn"t because I just don"t have the time to date two people at once, and that I was going to see where things went with her before worrying about seeing someone else. She seemed pleased and/or relieved with that, and the conversation moved on.
I didn"t want to say "well, I thought you were cool up until about 2 hours ago but you"ve kind of annoyed the shit out of me" but nor did I want to say I was really digging her, cause I don"t.
So I think I now have a girlfriend. Weird. At least the sex after was fantastic.