this seems so funny now - but a reality when you are going through it. thal is very funny. ok. there was this guy that called me very unexpectedly one day (was a chef) and i really liked him - so, forget the diary idea - i just said 'yes.' that was one and the same day (the call/the date). but, he was working long shifts and said he'd come at a certain time and came like an hour or two later. i must have been out of my mind, but went on the date with him. come to find out he was just too short. i should have saved time and asked him how tall he was. and, a workaholic. work first, play later. but, he did have money to burn.
well, it was from that date that i learned that the dirt cheap poor guys are probably more fun when you're just 'dating.' they're right on time. not easily distracted. and, even though you end up at dairy queen - you're having a good time and they pay attention.
in college, i had a tremendous crush on a guy that looked like antonio banderas (in my mind). he had dark hair, dark eyes, and very good looking. he played classical guitar, too. but, he was the silent type. so, if i wanted to get things rolling - i'd show up at his dorm or look for him all over the lunch room. we'd end up eating lunch together and going to the pub on friday nights. but, he was hopelessly on the phone at other times with this lady in california (we were in fairbanks, alaska) and one time i caught him talking - and told his best friend i'd had it - and went outside and screamed. this is not to mention the 'cheryl tiegs' swimsuit poster in his dorm room - though i was never sure if it was his or the roomates. then, i realized - maybe i'm trying too hard - and should just let things happen naturally. sure enough - he would appear unexpectedly (peeking in window of my college classes). once it was a piano lesson - and i got really distracted. finally, i said 'i have a major crush on that guy that peeked in the window). but, as luck would have it -
at the last year of college, i began a long distance writing campaign with my husband. it was then that i realized i had a lot in common with him and he was 'into' my piano and classical music (he had lots and lots of records and liked to go to concerts). the other fellow like classical guitar and jazz - which i liked but not limited to. what i thought was interesting, is that the first date i went with - with my future husband - he asked if i had a boyfriend. not knowing him very well, i said 'yes' even though the guy was a 'boy' 'friend.' i never expected him to call or write again. that's when he wrote a letter back within a week or two and we started talking more on the phone. when i left for california (he bought a two way ticket of which i only used one - as we got married within a three weeks) - the guy i dated in alaska was at the airport. i have no idea how he found out i was just leaving on a short trip - but it ended up being a long one and i'm glad he said goodbye. (he didn't hug me - so he must have been trying to make a silent statement - get your *back here). sometimes girls need to hear the words or they don't think that it matters. who knows? maybe he was glad for me. he was always a good friend.