Y4 D18

To paraphrase dear Captain Malcolm Reynolds - I am SO going to that special hell. Yesterday was such a good day I almost feel guilty going to therapy tonight. I am going to feel bad sitting around people who have given up hope, who cry all day, etc. Me? No, I'm good, I just came for the cookies...

So right now I am talking to not one, not two, not even three, but four, yes four, different women at the same time. If I play my cards right between now and next Monday I wil have four different dates. One of which came as a total and utter surprise. One I have been cultivating for a couple weeks, the other two are online matches. Age ranges? 22, 24, 35, 42. The latter is the one I am the least excited about even though it has the strongest chance of coming through. I am the least excited not because of her age but some other reasons. In my OKC profile I write how women never write first. She took me up on the challenge. But the interesting thing is we are marked as only a 30% match. Even though I came through as one of her daily matches. When you read our two profiles they are very similar in tastes too. We both thought this odd and started corresponding. After a few emails back and forth I am starting to see why the magic algorithm put us at 30%. I still think it's low, but not that low. We decided to meet for lunch this week tomorrow to see if we can in person figure out why it was so low.

Number two I met online a week or so ago and we will both be at the same event next monday night and will be using that opportunity to meet. She seems like fun but a little aloof.

Number three is the one I met at a show a couple of weeks ago and have been texting with since then. The only reason we haven't seen each other is distance. She lives far enough away that I have to drive and plan to see her. I am trying to get out there Friday.

Now the last one. Oh the last one. We have been friends for almost two years now. She was with someone when we met and then I started going out with TGF so while we were friends and there was a little tension between us, it was always good natured. Then somewhere in the last month things changed a bit. Things got a little raunchier and a little more direct. Still nothing more than friends being silly, but. No matter as she has been in OR for school for the last six months and our time has been online only. Well she is coming home for the summer and we have been excited to see each other just because we do like each other's company. Yesterday our chats took a decidedly different turn so instead of guessing, I straight up asked her what was going. I was very direct in saying that our conversations for the last month have grown more flirtatious and what was up. She proceeded to then tell me that she likes me, has liked me, and that (as she put it) "getting in her pants was totally an option". Okay. That's as straight forward as I need. We talked (technically IMd) for five fucking hours yesterday. She gets home tomorrow and we are planning on meeting Thursday. I think we both are clear on this being a summer fling as she is planning to go back to school in September, but um, three months is better than zero in my book any day. I would rather be happy for three months than frustrated for one week.

All of that got planned and done yesterday. Yeah. Add to that the fact that I took the day off from work to make up for Saturday so my stress level was zero. I went shopping with a friend in the morning from 9 until about 2, came home and checked emails, did a little bit around the house, waited for the kid to get home from work and dealt with all of the above.

The kid and I had the leftover mac & cheese I made which was still awesome a day later plus some more of the smoked fish. We watched some X-Files, then I played D3 while she did some photoshop work on the computer. She is putting together a portfolio to bring to a company's open house next week. I am proud of her for doing this all on her own. Finally went to bed about 11:30 feeling like it had been a damn good day.

And now it's Tuesday.