now i remember why dating can be fun

Gah.  What a weekend.  I’m exhausted! 

Even though I promised that I wouldn’t blog about this, its the only thing rattling about my head – and can probably only be exorcised by writing about it. 

 Met a guy.  Online.  Went on a first date to the Trixie Little and Evil Hate Monkey burlesque show at Palace of Wonders. [Note:  as odd/inappropriate as this sounds, it was a great idea, I had been dying to go, and good time was had by all.  There was a performer, Miss Indigo Blue, who got her tassels flying in opposite directions!!  She’s my new hero.]

So, he gallantly walks me home and we proceed to have an awkward moment at my gate.  You see, I asked him in for a cup of tea before he made his way home and he politely declined.  Even though I’d had about 3 or 4 whiskies at this point, I thought I had read his body language differently.  Well, it turns out that I had not misread things after all.  While he was waiting for me to unlock my door, I turned around and did my usual Hey! -I-have-an-awesome-hand-of-cards-here! -Look! thing and bluntly said, “Jeez.  Not even a goodnight kiss?”  Well, he kindly obliged and then changed his mind about the tea.  I told you fools that I had skilz.

“Then what happened?”, you ask?  You cheeky little monkeys.  As the TRP says, “Its all good in Allez’s ‘hood.”  The date was extended into a lovely mellow Saturday evening, although we were both a bit careworn as a result of the excitement/alcohol/hot pastie action of the previous evening.  Chemistry… I’d almost forgotten what it was like. 

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2 responses to “now i remember why dating can be fun

  1. Caol Ila

    Mmm glad to hear you had a great weekend o’ lovin’ – it’s in the air!

    xxci

  2. allez

    Since I have given the man the blog address, it is unlikely that I will be going into serious details…

    Also, Caol Ila, are you my Brooklyn Freckler?

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