4/21/11: Mr. AVN

Setup through a friends girlfriend, I had met Mr. AVN twice before our date at his place of employment. Seemingly a great guy with great references. We decided to meet for a late dinner near his place about 20 minutes from me. Before I leave he let's me know by text that he will be wearing a suit jacket and thought it would be nice if I were to wear tight jeans, black shirt and black boots with a heel. Kinda odd but I go with it. I drive and immediately as I exit my parked car, he drives up and I get in his car. (This was okay only cause I knew his friends and had met him prior to our date...otherwise, getting in his car or even meeting at his place would be a big no no)

The restaurant he was planning on, closed in literally 5 minutes, so he drives like a bat outa hell to get there.
Now, I am the type of person who would NEVER show up anywhere that was about to close, so I am already uncomfortable but it's his thing, so whatever. We get there and the staff was obviously annoyed with us, but they can't deny us. Turned out the server knew him so it wasn't terrible. Dinner was amazing...he bought, including a bottle of wine. After dinner we decide to go back to his place to watch what was left of my Thursday night comedy shows (30Rock). This is where the night got interesting.
He spoke of his high heel fetish and wanted to know about every pair of heels I own in detail...then after 30Rock ended I was about to leave when he turns on the AVN awards, which for those that are unaware is the Adult Video Network...meaning porn awards. I was laughing hysterically at first thinking he was kidding, but oh no...he wanted to watch! He asked to cuddle and tried to kiss me a couple times but I pulled away....he got a peck and begged for more, then offered up some clothes to get me comfy. He tried to take my boots off at least three times (I am not into that foot fetish thing), and I denied him on all of the above. Around 11:20 or so, I left....

Then....the following day I find out he had been texting my girlfriend that he had met the night prior to our date through me. Thankfully I have an awesome friend who first told me he contacted her thru facebook and he asked her to text him. I told her it was no biggie to me if she talked to him and neither of us really thought much of it. She asked how our date was and he said "Just two friends having dinner!"....that's not the impression he gave me! and then he asked her to go out that following night. That's when we knew he was trying to play us both. Obviously as friends we talk...retard!
I think once he knew we both knew he knew he was caught and stopped texting both of us!...
NEXT!

3/28/2011: Ice Queen/Soul Sister

Monday night, at the bar alone, just having a glass of beer.

The bar is quiet and I am not expecting anything to come of the night other than some fun batter with the bartender while I enjoy my beverage and whatever may be on the television.

I look to my right and see another single girl sitting at the bar. 

This is highly unusual. I am usually the only single girl who also happens to be attractive that sits at bars alone!

I was just telling my parents the night before how I need to focus on making girlfriends...then she talked.

The bartender asked if she would like another drink. She looks at him with a straight face and says "What do you think?"

The bartender looks at me with a look that can only be described as "WHOA...What a BITCH!"

She gets up to go to the bathroom and the bartender and I begin to talk about her and how she must be a miserable person to have a wall up so high. We named her the ice queen. As she was returning we were laughing (at her)...and it just so happened a woman with OBVIOUS fake boobs just left the bar; so when the ice queen looked over at me and asked what we were laughing at, I used the fake boobs as a scapegoat. Ice Queen now letting her guard down a little bit stated she saw them too and how ridiculous they looked.

Bartender and I shared in a giggle yet again.

After about 2 minutes I lean over to the Ice Queen in hopes of clearing my own conscious and let her in on our secret. 

I will either be bitch slapped or make a new friend.

Thankfully the latter was true.

Turns out the Ice Queen is my new Soul Sister. The wall was just the exterior of her sarcastic sense of humor and a way to cope with being a single girl at a bar. I got it- I have a wall normally too when I am alone. I had just been to this particular bar a LOT since they opened and was comfortable with the bartender. Turns out the Ice Queen and I were VERY similar in many different aspects, but we bonded over being single mostly. We ended up talking all night and even returning to the bar a couple days later together.

Ever since we have been joined at the hip. I've met her best friend of 10 years and now the three of us are inseparable. I've already met some interesting and wonderful people thru them, expanding my horizons and helping me to move on from my past, just as I am helping her.

I now have a war buddy to fight on with through this suburban battlefield we call singledom!
(The third friend is married with two amazing kids- all of which I now love as much as my new girlfriends!)