Well That Didn't Work

CARDS ON THE TABLE
The guy I dated before Dennis' name was Nick; he was a year older than me and we dated for two months before looking at each other one night cracking up laughing at the fact that neither one of us was really into it. My friend Desiree didn't seem to understand that Nick and I didn't break up so much as we stopped dating and kept trying to console me. It was early January 2003 and I assured her that if I really wanted a date for Valentine's Day, I'd have one. I'm not sure why I told her that, there were a few months between my first relationship and my second, a year between my second and third and a few months between him and Nick, but regardless, I told her I wouldn't be single on Valentine's Day as I had been every one before. Valentine's Day '03-My first kiss with my soon-to-be-boyfriend, Dennis.

I'm in no rush and I'm not worried about finding a new boyfriend. Not here. The current tally stands somewhere between 10 and 14...not how it sounds, I swear. The problem is that while finding someone to date is easy, finding someone you want to date isn't...I don't think I'm being that picky either.

Alex made a comment to me in passing last week...we were talking about what we look for in someone...I told him the basics (sweet, funny, attractive never hurts) but I told him that one of the reasons Dennis and I worked was because he and I were of comparable intelligence (we could talk, really talk) so I needed someone I could talk with. I tried to explain it for a few minutes before he interrupted with a "You have to respect the guy." And there it is. Comments ()

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