Dating X...The Revenge

Heart.

Sleeve.

Naw, I just get rejected.

Never again will I put myself on the line for someone who is out to play the game. Mr. IHaveAttentionFromEveryGirlHere. I'm just another.

In light of new evidence I've determined to move passed Lamepants McForbiddenDoughnuts or as I like to call him Sir Doesn'tCallBackAtAll. Good recon Michelle.

In a conversation with a trusted person last week I realized there are many more fishees out there. Thanks kind sir, you are a gentleman and a scholar.

Not too vengeful. Sorry Blake.

Dating IX

Heart.

Sleeve.

I put it there. The reaction is usually, "Well I have to wash my hair." He then walks away, I am left standing there...alone...then I never see him again. I'm a lucky dame.

Saturday night, it worked.

"Hey, can I tell you something. I'm just throwing it out there. Toss it back if you don't want it. I dig you. I think you're awesome. I want to date you."

"Date is premature," he said. "I love hanging out with someone and getting to know them. So I can judge who they are and how they will react in different situations."

Well we talked for a while...a long while.

I guess I'm scared. Scared that if it doesn't work out that my heart will be ripped out and drop kicked into a wastebasket. Scared that I might get to know him so well that I might start dating him seriously. Scared that I'm taking that step into the darkness of something I don't know.

I got some great advice from a friend today, "Allison, you can't see the end from the beginning. That's why you are scared." So wise.

We'll see where it will go.

Lesson

He's hot.

He knows it and so does his girlfriend.

He has a nice car but like a stint of binge drinking the problem is still there after the fun.

Yoink.

Nicknames.



Al-Dad gave me this one. He's always called me Al.
Big Al-I was called this until I told my dad to stop.
Alli-High school. There was a cheerleader named Allie so I had to leave the "e" off. I was a swimmer I couldn't have the same nickname as a cheerleader.
AB-Short for AlliButtons. From StrongBad email. My sister is TB for TrishieButtons.
Little One-I'm the littlest.
Little Blonde One-I'm the blonde one. I'm convinced my hair is red yet my family still calles me the blonde one.
The Short One-I'm the shortest in my family.
Sabot-The Army gave me this one by default. "Like the round, Drill Sergeant." You pronunce it like my last name. I have no Army nicknames because my last name is too cool.
The Good Daughter-This one is interchangeable with my sister. Whenever we would do something dad liked he called us the good daugher. There could only be one good daughter at a time.