Another date with another guy I met online. Honestly, I don’t know why I bother anymore, other than I need content for this blog. Granted, online dating gave me a brief instance of faith after I fell in love with someone (who later broke my heart).But I picked myself up, tucked my fat back into my Spanxand decided to start trolling online for his replacement. I got a bite from a guy who had a somewhat...
Having had one too many multiple-night stands with that herpes-infested slut Carol, it was time to find a new late-night haunt. Although it is ONLY open until 3 a.m. on Saturdays, Richard’s in West Town is a pretty good mistress … I mean replacement.
Sidenote: The last time I was there, Rocky the bartender let us stay after the bar closed and smoke AT THE BAR. Old-school green ashtrays and all! Although I don’t smoke much anymore, it felt really good to be smoking inside a drinking establishment. Especially in the dead of winter.
Cough, cough. Really good. Cough. Who’s cool now?
Posted by: leigh
AA, alcohol, dating
August 31, 2011 |
August 31, 2011
I consider myself a pretty supportive person. If a friend is in need, I’ll be there ... in most cases. However, if you are looking to get and/or stay sober, I’m not sure I would be the best sponsor for you. I’m pretty sure drinking is not allowed in Alcoholics Anonymous, correct?
Yeah. I wouldn’t be the best sponsor.
So I find myself on a date with a cute young guy. We were at a local Italian restaurant, and I opted to order a glass of red wine with dinner. I just drank ONE glass, people. I didn’t polish off a bottle and dance on the table with a short skirt and no underwear on. I usually...
Honestly, I don’t go out to bars looking to hook up. I often get made fun of by my single friends for how I tend to befriend the oddest, oldest person in the bar. My friends are all talking to single studs and I’m talking to the guy who looks like the Empire Carpet man. What can I say? I like characters and am entertained by strangeness and interesting life stories.
This is not to say I don’t meet people. As you have been reading over the last year, I don’t have a problem meeting a lot of people. It’s never my intention,...
Running is something I’ve been doing since high school. I was never on the track or cross country teams, but I have been running several times a week since I was a teen. My Dad and I used to go running every Sunday morning together.
At least until I discovered alcohol.
Since my great discovery (call me Chris Columbus), I’ve had a hangover every Sunday pretty much since 1995.
Wow, I’m old.
And possibly an alcoholic.
I’m the type of person who always has to have something going on, some target/goal. Whether I’m planning a trip, taking a class or trying some...
As I’ve mentioned before, I realize that I’m not alone in having some pretty horrific dating stories. Anyone who has been single for a significant amount of time has gone on at least one date or 20 where suicide was contemplated. (Image of me, hands flailing in the air, blood-curdling scream emitting from my open terrified mouth, running wildly from the strange man seated across from me, as I head toward the kitchen and plunge my head into the closest oven.)
A friend of mine recently opted to try the online dating thing. She is creative, sweet and interesting. It doesn’t hurt that she gets...
It’s springtime. It’s Saturday night. I’m drunk. I’m at Carol’s.
I apparently had made friends with an obese Latina that had matching boob tats of something in Spanish. She was wearing stretch pants and an oversized T-shirt. She was just my style.
I noticed an attractive-looking ginger across the bar. He had a beard. I go through phases with guys. Currently, I am really into guys who wear glasses. I was previously big on beards. I also went through a brief stint of dating gingers. This guy was a redhead AND had a beard.
Yes, please, thank you!
So apparently after...
As I’ve said before, I’m pretty open to setups. Especially when it’s by someone who I trust and knows me well.
Months before I was introduced to a friend of my friend’s fiancee. This friend was living out of the state at the time, but was in town visiting for the weekend. We spent about 20 minutes talking, but I had to leave to go meet some other friends.
He asked for my number, but I said I wasn’t interested in starting anything long distance. I can barely make relationships work when you live a few blocks away, let alone a few states! He informed me that he was actually looking...
Back in the good ole days, most of my gal pals were single. I like to reflect often on what I now call “The Glory Days.” If I had only known that these days would be fleeting, I might have taken advantage of them more.
The majority of my friends now are married or in long-term relationships. My nickname, “Fifth Wheel,” wasn’t by accident, people!
I did the complete opposite of what most people do. I spent most of my teens and twenties in committed relationships. When my late 20s hit, I took it as the opportune time to be footloose and fancy free, and I have yet to look back. I’ve...
New Year’s Eve = time to party. I mean, I’m getting older and really can’t hang like I used to. I was even contemplating staying in on New Year’s Eve this past year, but some friends planned a dinner and I figured it would be low key enough for my old, wrinkly ass.
Until I managed to polish off a bottle of red wine at dinner.
Our dinner reservation wasn’t until nine and, unfortunately, the restaurant was a tad late getting us all set up. By the time we finished dinner it was almost midnight. We contemplated celebrating the clock turning on the street, but then found a nearby...