(Names have been changed to protect the innocent and/or stupid)
Joseph and I went out for a burger. (Mary/Joseph - Christmas - Get it?)
Joseph is a former marine, current National Guard, very fit man. But he is TEEEEENY! I don't think I could ever be on top! I would break him apart! He is not unattractive teeny. For his type - he is quite cute. But I am just not sure I could handle it.
Our date was mainly him talking and me asking questions. Not horrendously, like, hey dude - you are on a date - bad. But enough for me to take note. He is very talkative, very cool. A little too cool for me. He loves punk music. He goes to see a lot of live music and often parties with the bands. He is 32. And in a lot of ways is just far too young for me. But he is such a great guy in a lot of other ways. He seems stable (even with having gone to war in Baghdad and watching two of his platoon mates die). He seems to want to grow up. He has quit smoking recently (a little too recently), he is buying a 2 bedroom condo in a decent hood. There is a lot of potential.
But I think I am just looking for someone a little closer to my wavelength and speed. He does want another date. And I threw something out there over text like "I would enjoy another date. And if this doesn't end up becoming romantic for one reason or another, I would love to still hang out. You're a good egg."
And that was the end of that phase of too many first dates.
Chapter two in 2011.
I may post over the holiday about the various men that are still waiting in cyberspace.
Oh and I think C may have bit the dust.
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