Possibly Again Thursday, Jun 5 2008

Okay, so I started to try to write this all nice and cutesy like all the other Possible Prince tales, but I can’t be bothered today. Plus, some readers have mistakenly believed I’m trying to imply this guy I don’t even know really is princely. And while I appreciate all of the concern, I’m not making declarations about his character here. I just thought it might be cute for a change to have a fairy tale. So we’ll just call him PP now and I’ll write like a normal human being. Ok? Ok then.

Which, of course means that I’m talking to him again. Apparently PP stopped talking to me because he felt I was indifferent and wasn’t interested in pursuing a gal who could really take it or leave it. He seems to have come to this conclusion because I never placed a phone call to him. I know, I know…. it’s almost as if he’s never met me right? Wait a second… Anyway, after a careful explanation of how I can be a bit old-fashioned about some things in the beginning stages of knowing someone, we managed to set it right.

So after we both explained the mishap, we’ve been talking again. And, while I won’t swear to it, I think we may be going out sometime soon. He’s doing some crazy stuff at work so it can’t be this weekend, but we’re eyeing up some night next week. Maybe. Depending on work schedules.

At any rate, we’ve been talking this week and generally having a good time. He’s super tall, which I like. He laughs a lot, which I like. And sometimes he even snorts when he laughs, which just cracks me up. All in all, I’ve been having a good time with it and that’s what is most important at the end of the day.

So there you have it. Not a happily ever after, but not a disappearing hero either.

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The Possible Prince Tuesday, Apr 29 2008

Once upon a time, there was a lovely princess. She had everything she needed in life except her prince. She searched high, and she searched low, but still the prince eluded her. In a final effort to find him, our princess turned to online dating. She posted ads hither and yon, but nary a prince was found. One day, despite her better judgment, she even posted an ad on CraigsList.

Much to her surprise a princely candidate answered this ad! In her excitement, she responded rapidly to his message and even sent pictures. But alas, our possible prince disappeared. Or did he?

Then one day, our princess was feeling blue over an unexplainable incident with the undead. She innocently perused yet another dating site, and lo what should she see but the possible prince! Did her eyes decieve her, or had fate thrown him in her path once again? In her weakened state, she contacted the possible prince and then she waited. And she waited. And she waited.

A whole week went by and our princess had all but forgotten about her possible prince. One morning, while innocently checking her messages, what should appear but a reply! From the possible prince! And so a slow motion email exchange began.

This went on fora week or three when the possible prince requested the princess’s phone number, which she gladly provided. But then a dark time set upon the kingdom and the possible prince disappeared yet again. A week went by and nothing. 4 more days passed…. and then, there was contact. The possible prince has been on vacation but promised to call that night.

The princess was skeptical. She eyed her phone warily but did not get excited. The night the hours wore on and her phone remained silent. The possible prince was nowhere to be found. And just as our princess was settling in to watch a new episode of House, it rang. The possible prince had called.

They talked, they laughed, they did not hang up for over an hour. Much fun was had. But eventually, the possible prince had to prepare for another day of work in his kingdom and our princess needed her beauty sleep. They parted ways with no date set and no promise of future contact.

The princess was confused. She slept on it and decided to email her possible prince in the morning and thank him for the fun conversation. And now she waits again.

Will the possible prince answer her email? Will he call again? Will he actually ask her out? Stay tuned for the next episode of….. The Possible Prince!

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How NOT to get a date Wednesday, Mar 26 2008

Let me start this off with a few qualifying statements. I am a-okay with thinking outside the box. Creative types are fine by me. Not necessarily following a traditional career path in a perfectly straight line is wholly acceptable. Now that that’s out of the way, let me tell you a few ways you will most certainly never get a date.

Whining about your job.- Let me clarify here. Imagine we’ve never met. We’ve exchanged a few emails and now we are into IMing. You are clearly attempting to get a date as you are going to follow up this particular conversation by asking me out this weekend. But this conversation… this conversation is all about how you got screwed over at work. And how you want a new job. Now. I don’t know you. You’re supposed to be making me like you. And this is what you choose? Smooth move bud. Except not.

Whining about my job. - I have a job that is easy to make fun of. It’s true. There are all kinds of jokes out there about pointless bureaucracy in my line of work. And all kinds of stereotypes about lazy people there too. But to flat out tell me all of this when attempting to get me to go out with you? This behavior will not earn you a date. Jokes about your taxpayer dollars at work? Not funny. Asking me how I can stand it? Also un-amusing. If you can’t keep a lid on that crap, we aren’t going anywhere bud. And what’s worse, you have made me instantly regret my hesitant date acceptance a few minutes ago.

Living with your parents. - I’m sorry. I really am. I want to be open minded. I want to be understanding about the economy and bills and alternative career paths. But seriously, at this age you need your own pad. It doesn’t have to be impressive or huge or in the most uppity neighborhood. You can even have a roommate or two! Just so long as they aren’t named Mom and Dad. Because there is nothing less hot than waking up in someone’s place and saying hello to their mommy on the way to the bathroom. That’s all I’m saying.

Sometimes you just have to wonder what some people are thinking.

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