Adventure Island

HA! Now I remember why I quit dating all those years ago!

Yes it is because I don't like myself when I am dating...no really I don't! I all think I am some mature person who can be detached and devil may care. BWAHAHAHAHA! Right.

I have had some adventures and learned some interesting lessons. I started out all good, resolute on what I wanted and what I would not put up with in order to not spend lonely nights...or should I say lonely non work and non sleep times all by my fricking self...or worse just with adult children because really! GAH!!!

I have been out with more than one dude and it has been fun, trust I know I may have to kiss a couple of frogs before a find a semi-prince type human that I can stand to be around. And kissed I have done, I actually forgot how much fun the whole snoggin' thing was and besides a run in with the Police at 2:30 in the AM all has been good. No I will not reveal anymore than...parks close around here at 10:30 pm...after that you can expect a random visit from three Police cars all at once. Gulp, I have not been this em-bare-assed since I was a teenager, still a little red faced when I think about it.

Anyway...back to what I do not like about myself when dating. I like to be in control, you know the boss of all that happens. Now this can be true in some parts of a relationship but as you know not all parts, UGH. I want to get together when I want, to kiss when I want, to be called when I want, to be communicated with when I WANT. I WANT I WANT I WANT.

I am aware that this is not a real mature attitude...so hence the me not liking myself. I have found that I get a little insecure if I am not communicated with...specially after spending some time with a dudicle.

I am sure that I am not liking men and the whole I need to go back in my cave and think about "stuff." Whatever the hell that is! I just want to have fun and play around until I say it is no longer fun and therefore bu-bye. Hmmm, now that I say this...I may need to say bu-bye to another one.

And before you ask, no they do not know I have a blog...and we can only hope they have not stumbled onto it...gulp. Boy if they didn't figure out I was a biatcha before this blog would clear up any misconceptions.

Well I am off to check the lines of communication and see if the next lucky gentleman has answered my invitation. Baye!