Clock is ticking!

So blogger...I had a day off today...not really a great day off as I spent it sick, laying on the couch reluctantly working on my late term paper. I have decided to take a breather from looking at it to blog and then I am going to officially turn it in. I know it is not very well written but at this point I simply do not care. I have way too much on my plate.

So my date on Thursday with the MMA fighter went fantastically well. I have a great time with him and we really seem to click easily. I really hope that it works out and that we can eventually go out again sometime. I may have met someone equally busy in life so I guess we'll see where it goes. I have realized that I don't remember how to do this beginning awkward dating stage. When you like a guy and you think he likes you. Do you call him? Should you wait til he calls you? How often should you stay connected? yada yada yada. I'm not really sure how to go about this one. I am trying to play it cool but I really do want to see him again. Doesn't matter if it's to take a walk on the beach or watch a movie. I just really enjoyed his company. However, I think I am getting a little ahead of myself and need to remember to just chill out every once and a while. Wait til he contacts me I suppose. I mean we have been texting and we are planning on going out this weekend but I'm going to let him plan. I told him when I'm free and I'm going to see what he can come up with.

Friday night I went to a steak fry with the banker and we had a great time as well. We always have a great time. Which makes this position harder. Here I have an MMA grad student who I like and am secretly wanting to pursue hard, a banker pursuing me who is equally nice and I am stuck in the middle of which way to go with this one. Again, guess I should just chill and see where life leads me.

So I had the most horrifying date on Saturday night. To a wedding. Not only was it insanely awkward, meeting the entire family on a first date, but I had thought I made it clear that it simply was a "you need a date, so I will go, but have no interest in actually dating you," date. Needless to say I had to listen to five hours of this meat heads beauty regimen and on how he doesn't eat carbs and works out twice a day and has so much dedication he should bottle it up and he is an MMA fighter (bullshit) and drinks coffee through a straw so it doesn't stain his teeth. Yea, it was horrible. The whole night I thought I was playing dodgeball to keep his lips from contacting mine and thought I made it very clear repetitively that I was not interested but he must not have been able to hear me due to all the whiskey and the size of his head. I could not have gotten out of there fast enough and wish I wouldn't have wasted $80 on a dress and would have just chilled out and watched a movie. I was that disgusted.

So here I am, needing to finish my paper and rest. This is exactly what I am going to do. I have spent the entire day and bed and now realize why I fill my life so full...I GET NOTHING DONE WITH ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD!