Don't judge a book...

So David Caro Greene. What a mix of interesting'ness. You look at him in certain angles and he is good looking, then you look at him across the room and not so much. Picked me up after work, wearing a suit. Little heavier then I thought he would be, little quieter. We talked the night before for about an hour and he was a mix of feelings. He wanted to meet a good Jewish girl or a Portuguese woman. I fit no where into that mix but he said that I brought out a funny part of him. There was no real chemistry and I think we both new it, but he was interesting company for sure.

He brought me to an open mike night at a bar/grill/open mike place in Berkeley. He sat us next to this guy who I had way more chemistry with named Pablo who was 53. He liked me. You could clearly tell that. And the more Pablo liked me the less David did. He signed himself up so we were waiting for him to take the stage, all the while Pablo asking me questions about my life while David spoke to this guy across from us about his.

So finally David took the stage and in his 3 piece suit, busts out a rap- then song- then rap. It was pretty interesting. Pablo was sitting next to me the entire time. This is so strange and surreal. Pablo was white by the way, from Hermosa Beach. Old time surfer who was actually pretty cute.

So after he was done, he said time to go and off we went. On the way home he told me how he enjoyed my company, how I made him smile, but he doesnt see any chemistry. I said you know, I feel the same way. You are a cool, and quite interesting guy. But I think if you cant imagine kissing someone, it probably wont get a lot further then just friends! But I definitely appreciate the honesty and then he said he really wants to hang out again. That he likes the way I make him feel. Then he asked me if I wanted to set him up with Pablo. Haha. I told him thanks but no thanks.

He was the rapping, suite wearing, oxymoron. Interesting for sure.

Devon.... oh Devon....

Well what a bummer. Met Devon and we had a great date. Which led to another great date.. then a disappearance for a few days, then another great date, another disappearance... finally the last time he disappeared I sent him a text and said, whats the deal- are you okay or are you checking out again?

He called me to tell me he is 8 months into a sober living program for alcoholics and has even taken sex addict classes. He said being around me all he wants to do is rip my clothes off and it might not be good for his treatment. He loves being around me but wants to focus on this part first. (No wonder he had a curfew when we went out together... he is 35 and all)

So there goes Devon. At least he called and explained. It actually made sense after hanging out with him and seeing some of the reservations he was having. He has texted a few times since saying he is thinking about me... and then of course mentioned how nice it would be to be laying next to me naked. Ahhh the addiction.

Cut me a break dating gods! JESUS.

The aftermath...

He was super short. There's always a catch. Like 5'6. Now that is some great photography. It was him though, good looking guy.

Good date though, he was pretty funny and cool. But like a mini man. It was a little strange.

We shall see........

Oh boy...

I am about to go out with this guy tonight.... What is the chance he remotely even looks like this? He emailed me twice, we havent even talked, just asked me out tonight... I mean shit-how is a girl to say no?

To be continued....