| Let me lay down a little of the progress on this HB7.
Somehow a week or two ago I found myself responding to a few messages from girls on an online dating site. One stuck out so I approached for the close. There was intimacy, sexuality, and a level of simplicity to this straightforward girl. Online game isn't easy. Once we moved to text, the real fun came out.
Unfortunately, our date was set for Friday and she had to cancel due to a migraine. Crap. How would I regain this situation. Cancellations are fine, but I feel like I have allowed cancellations to get out of hand in the past and I am eternally at the whim of the women who cancel early. So, here was a bit of my recovery.
HB: (blah blah) I need to cancel.
Me: Migraines are a good enough reason to flake. You can make it up to me tomorrow.
Me: I get it, you need another night to stalk me. Don't worry about making excuses next time. (we had lightly joked about her stalking me earlier)
HB: How do you have me figured out already?
Me: Its my ESP. I might be tricked into showing you more. (setting the stage for excitement of the face-to-face and also making her work for it)
HB: I'm really good at trickery when my brains aren't broken. I will get ahold of you tomorrow with my status. I'd love to meet you.
Me: Do you often get migraines when you are excited to meet someone?
HB: Nope, apparently you are special
Me: Duh. Now go feel better.
Now, We originally planned to go to a Thai place, but I figured using the same place for a date might feel stagnant, to me at least. I had been hearing about a great conveyor belt sushi place and suggested the location for the next day. I ended up coming in a few minutes late and she already had a place for us to sit. She stood up, gave a great hug and kinda fell into the First Date/Day 2 experience. Ok, I didn't fall into it, I tried, it worked:
It started out with me breaking the horrible online-dating-first-meet bullshit.
Me: Look, I know you are going to do it anyway. "Does he hold his chopsticks like a guy I want to date?" "Oh, is he eating the same kind of sushi as me?" I hold my chopsticks like a Vietnamese grandmother I hung out with at a young age and it's weird. You can judge me on the sushi though.
HB: (laugh) I hold them weird too. (she holds them up)
Me: Oh god, I can't go out with a woman who holds them like that! (pretend to stand up and go away)
HB: Oh no! (grabs my arm)
We continued to make fun of the "proper" way to hold chopsticks and odd dating expectations people have.
Then we fluffed into some natural conversation. Then the oddest thing happened, she had tea when I walked in but decided she wanted water. I could see her fidgeting between conversations and tried to flag down a waitress unsuccessfully:
Me: What did you do to the waitress?!
HB: I have no idea? Maybe I was mean to her kid or something? (Good, I find women who can improvise and have the attitude of "Never say no" to one of my tangential antics seem to be able to work better for me. Engage the right-brain)
Me: I kicked her son before I came in. Couldn't be that (big old grin)
HB: You know, he did cry a little bit more than usual when I kicked him on my way in.
Me: That must be it. Did he curl back up under the blankets afterwards?
HB: No, he just went home right after. You know, you might have kicked the other waitresses son.
Me: You are right, she did give me water and left you hanging.
Ok. Odd fucking conversation. I get it. But quirk is a good safety zone for me. It got her comfort level up and we got to define a world we both fit in and no other real people fit in.
We ended up getting into TV shows and I have been unleashing my load about Game of Thrones lately. With consistent kino at this point in time, when we reached the subject after talking about other literature choices.
HB: Harry Potter books were fantastic though. Movies are fun they just don't hold the same sway.
Me: Have you read/seen Game of Thrones?
HB: No, but it looks great.
Me: (go in and hug her) Oh, my, god, I really can't explain to you what you are missing out on.
HB: Your eyes just lit up a world of excitement. I think I have to. (sold)
I'm a nerd, a geek, whatever, but I am also fun. So when I can mix them all up a special part of me comes out and it led into more fun things. The most beautiful thing happened after this: She was leaning into me making consistent contact, intimate eye contact. It changed it from fun to close. (must learn to harness this being-so-excited-that-she-is thing. Projecting is a weakness of mine)
So, following a few more quirky conversations it came time to pay the bill. I know, never pay for a girl. But when the waitress got us our check, I asked to split it and she returned with an un-split bill. Something I wasn't prepared for, though, was how cheap this place was. We were both stuffed off sushi and I am looking over a bill for $16. Panic mode. I honestly am not going to split a $16 bill. So here's what I did, since things had been going so fluidly so far:
Me: Hey babe, don't worry, I got this one. You owe me a really nice dinner though. It's gotta be nice.
HB: Oh?
Me: Yeah, I mean this is a great sushi restaurant. I'm thinking lobster and steak or something? It has to live up to this (I show her the bill)
HB: (laughing hysterically at this time) Ok, I owe you big time. You are going to be so impressed.
It was fun, it ended with a few passionate kisses and her pretty much demanding to see me again. We had discussed earlier a bar I was meeting about 400 people at, she had other plans, and this morning I receive this message:
HB: Hey, sorry I couldn't go out with you last night. I'm free tonight if you'd like to hang out again.
Alright, I'm stuck. It was great, but I need some encouragement, direction, and inspiration on where to go from here. Any other insight you can have to strenthen any part of my generally weak game would be fantastic.
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