DATE FIVE PART II
NEMESIS RETURNS
Yes, a second date!! To re-cap, this is the ONLY man I’ve met on Match who actually pleased me.
Wait a minute, now that sounds wrong. I don't mean it like that. I meant intellectually.
THE PLAN
He asks me out and naturally I say yes. His plan is that we go for a ride on his motorcycle around town and look at the architecture of the city, check out a local museum and go to dinner at a place of my choice. The grand finale is back at his place for some wine and a B movie on Netflix.
OK let’s go back to that first point. Motorcycle!?! I've never been on one before and I'm afraid my dumbass is gonna fall off.
I’m down with every part of his plan, including the grand finale in his pants,…err… I mean, at his place. But, a ride on a motorcycle I am simply terrified of. I have this fear of falling off and sliding on the pavement with the weight of the bike on top of me, pushing my leg into the surface of the road essentially skinning my leg. I like my legs, ok? I want to keep using them for as long as I can.
So I tell him that his idea of a second date sounds simply amazing, but that I’m afraid of riding on his bike. Yeah, that’s right, I admit that shit, straight up. He tells me that it’s time to get over that fear. Well, he says he won’t force me to ride, but he will be disappointed if I don’t. Ok this is a trick that parents use all the time- the disappointment card. Because we all know it’s far worse to disappoint than it is to simply piss somebody off. Goddammit, now I HAVE to!
As we speak more, I end up choking on a large piece of sushi. It could have been a very embarrassing moment for me, but then a few minutes later he choked on a piece of sushi when I said something stupid. Hah! Revenge is so sweet and I’m loving this challenge! It’s like Christmas!
The most magical moment? At the end of dinner, as we walk from the restaurant to his bike, he reaches over and holds my hand.
OBSERVATIONS
I discover that this man is indeed a busy man. A busy man is a good man, at least for me. He’s got his military training that will take him away for a few weeks in July, which is fine because I have comic con.
HIS PLACE
Yeah, I went there again. I’m old enough to make this decision dammit! I’m not gonna go into detail on what happens - use your imagination. (I will neither confirm nor deny anything your imagination comes up with.)
COULD IT BE THAT MATCH HAS BEEN A SUCCESS AFTERALL?
Well, only time will tell. He's still texting me, so at least he didn't disappear on me. Let’s see how this plays out, shall we? Perhaps I did find the Batman in the sea of online jokers.....
Yes, a second date!! To re-cap, this is the ONLY man I’ve met on Match who actually pleased me.
Wait a minute, now that sounds wrong. I don't mean it like that. I meant intellectually.
THE PLAN
He asks me out and naturally I say yes. His plan is that we go for a ride on his motorcycle around town and look at the architecture of the city, check out a local museum and go to dinner at a place of my choice. The grand finale is back at his place for some wine and a B movie on Netflix.
OK let’s go back to that first point. Motorcycle!?! I've never been on one before and I'm afraid my dumbass is gonna fall off.
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| I may look cool sitting on this, but inside, I'm terrified and crying like a little girl. |
I’m down with every part of his plan, including the grand finale in his pants,…err… I mean, at his place. But, a ride on a motorcycle I am simply terrified of. I have this fear of falling off and sliding on the pavement with the weight of the bike on top of me, pushing my leg into the surface of the road essentially skinning my leg. I like my legs, ok? I want to keep using them for as long as I can.
Plus, you never know how he rides this bike! And I don’t even know what type of bike this is…are we talking about those crotch rockets and mohawk helmets?! Is this an old school Harley? What am I dealing with here? OH god the horror!
So I tell him that his idea of a second date sounds simply amazing, but that I’m afraid of riding on his bike. Yeah, that’s right, I admit that shit, straight up. He tells me that it’s time to get over that fear. Well, he says he won’t force me to ride, but he will be disappointed if I don’t. Ok this is a trick that parents use all the time- the disappointment card. Because we all know it’s far worse to disappoint than it is to simply piss somebody off. Goddammit, now I HAVE to!
THE RIDE
I show up to his place in my sweet Batmobile as my last attempt to talk him out of taking the motorcycle out tonight.
Nope, while he admires my ride, he still insists that we take his bike and he hands me the helmet. Well, shit I tried. So I take a big gulp, try to muster up some courage and hop on. I hold on to him, and mmmm he smells delightful.
I show up to his place in my sweet Batmobile as my last attempt to talk him out of taking the motorcycle out tonight.
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| C'mon who doesn't want a ride in this bad boy?! |
Nope, while he admires my ride, he still insists that we take his bike and he hands me the helmet. Well, shit I tried. So I take a big gulp, try to muster up some courage and hop on. I hold on to him, and mmmm he smells delightful.
We start off going really slow and he can feel my hands shaking as I’m holding on to him for dear life. He keeps turning back to ask if I’m ok. I don’t want to sound like even more of a pansy so I say I’m totally fine and it’s just cold. (It’s June in California, I'm sure he totally bought it.) About 5 minutes in and I'm finally calming the fuck down.
OMG THIS IS SO MUCH FUN OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!
I look like an idiot in this oversized helmet, but aside from that, I’m feeling pretty good because I just faced a fear and overcame that bitch! All thanks to the Nemesis. And he is looking good in that leather jacket and those tight jeans—you know, not like Justin Bieber skinny jeans that are hanging way down below his ass, but a nice fitting pair of pants.
THE DATE
This man is keeping to his plan, and frankly, it’s a good plan. I’m being taken out of my usual element, away from my comfort zone and he isn’t trying to cater to my every need. He’s showing me new things, and helping me get over my fears. This is amazing! Amazing I say! After the museum, we head to a sushi place for dinner.
We’re talking about work, about travel, and my lack thereof, and he starts to mock me because I don’t eat meat and yet I chose this sushi place. Not gonna lie, I enjoy the mockery and I’m impressed that he’s prepared new insults for me on this evening.
I look like an idiot in this oversized helmet, but aside from that, I’m feeling pretty good because I just faced a fear and overcame that bitch! All thanks to the Nemesis. And he is looking good in that leather jacket and those tight jeans—you know, not like Justin Bieber skinny jeans that are hanging way down below his ass, but a nice fitting pair of pants.
THE DATE
This man is keeping to his plan, and frankly, it’s a good plan. I’m being taken out of my usual element, away from my comfort zone and he isn’t trying to cater to my every need. He’s showing me new things, and helping me get over my fears. This is amazing! Amazing I say! After the museum, we head to a sushi place for dinner.
We’re talking about work, about travel, and my lack thereof, and he starts to mock me because I don’t eat meat and yet I chose this sushi place. Not gonna lie, I enjoy the mockery and I’m impressed that he’s prepared new insults for me on this evening.
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| Joke's on you, I'm into this shit! |
As we speak more, I end up choking on a large piece of sushi. It could have been a very embarrassing moment for me, but then a few minutes later he choked on a piece of sushi when I said something stupid. Hah! Revenge is so sweet and I’m loving this challenge! It’s like Christmas!
The most magical moment? At the end of dinner, as we walk from the restaurant to his bike, he reaches over and holds my hand.
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| Awww, special. I know. |
OBSERVATIONS
I discover that this man is indeed a busy man. A busy man is a good man, at least for me. He’s got his military training that will take him away for a few weeks in July, which is fine because I have comic con.
I notice that he’s mentioning his friends by name this time. Not just by the first name, but by the last name as well. I sure hope he doesn’t expect me to remember their names, because I don’t. I remember half the names…. I think. Anyway, it’s intriguing to me. He didn’t mention any friends by name last time. Is this a good thing? I don't know how to interpret this. Maybe it means nothing at all.
Then there’s the physical analysis. I thought I had completed it on our first date, but I didn’t realize how really good looking this man is. He’s got sparkling blue eyes and a strong jawline and a mouth full of straight, white teeth.
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| You know who else is tall, has blue eyes, a strong jawline and perfect teeth? The Goddamn Batman. |
HIS PLACE
Yeah, I went there again. I’m old enough to make this decision dammit! I’m not gonna go into detail on what happens - use your imagination. (I will neither confirm nor deny anything your imagination comes up with.)
But I will say this. I’m really starting to dig this guy and this is not supposed to happen. I cannot, I WILL NOT let my stupid feelings get in the way and lead me to do something stupid.
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| No, no, no!!! Don't get caught up in emotional shackles and feelings! RESIST, FIGHT IT OFF!!! |
COULD IT BE THAT MATCH HAS BEEN A SUCCESS AFTERALL?
Well, only time will tell. He's still texting me, so at least he didn't disappear on me. Let’s see how this plays out, shall we? Perhaps I did find the Batman in the sea of online jokers.....
Spoiler alert: no I didn't.
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