Little update

So things have quieted down for the most part in my life of online dating.

I've gotten shit from my girlfriends for failing to tell them in detail about my dates - and instead referring them to this blog to read about the juicy tidbits. Sorry, girls. I need an audience! Other than that, I've gotten mostly praise for witty writing and catchy nicknames (that I've begun to use with friends). But pretty quiet otherwise from YOUR end.

Bostonman has texted me while visiting his parents. We set up a bowling date for next Thursday (I'm oddly excited to embarrass myself in more ways then one on this date). He asked me if I'll have time in between jobs, since it looks like I'm shifting careers now. Still excited to hear from him. Texted him first the other day giving him shit about Damon not going to the Sox. He took it well.

Got a text this morning - at the ungodly hour of 9 a.m. - from Sweaterman, whom I haven't heard from in over a week. He asked me to grab a drink tonight but I had preexisting plans, so no dice. Sometime next week we'll meet up, he says.

Also have ANOTHER date in the works with a guy not aforementioned in this blog. He's 33, and for the sake of ease, we'll just call him OldieMan. He's currently vacationing with his family (what's up with these family boys all of a sudden?) and has some time between now and Labor Day to grab a drink. If this happens, he will be the oldest dude I've ever gone out with.

Ten years is a big difference. While I pride myself on having an older mentality in terms of my career, I'm really just a kid still. That's one of the things that worries me with Bostonman, should this pan out with him.

I'm chatting with this Musicman who plays in a New Jersey band that I believe may have played with my ex at some time or another. He tells me he has late gigs every weekend (til 5 a.m. - huh?) and I'm not too sure I'd even want to venture down that road again. Dating a musician is like dating their job and lifestyle. Besides, Musicman is slow to respond and barely answers the questions I pose.

Maybe this dating will pick up once I get off the nightshift and start having a real life again. With real hours. And real happy hour.