I have been on many dates in my time - some bad and some exceptionally, monumentally bad! The date I went on this evening falls into the not so bad category. I have many dating stories that would put most sane people off dating for a long time. But hey, I am the common denominator in these dates so maybe it is actually me that is the problem? Surely not, it must be that I attract freaks. Tonight's date did not seem too freaky - and when I asked him to tell me something that is not good about him (cause I was bored with him telling me all his positive attributes) he did not say anything that was a cop out like "I a workaholic" which is just a positive attribute in disguise - cause what they really mean with this is "I am successful" Him being honest (i presume) about his not so great attributes was somewhat refreshing. It was not until after the coffee date, when he followed me to the bookshop that I started to see the things that got my fussy and over analytical mind working. He only likes to read factual martial arts stuff - okay who am I to judge someones reading habits - I certainly don't want someone who likes all the stuff I like (how I am going to mold them if they are already like me, there is no work for me!) No really I don't want someone who likes all the stuff I like - i think that is boring and won't expand me and my horizons in any way; or keep me guessing, which is what I like. But then toward the end of our time in the book shop when I was just about to go home he saw the dvd 2012 - "that is a great movie" not quite verbatim here but... "it's exactly how it is going to be, in my studies...yada yada...based on fact...yada yada....all the natural disasters we have been having recently..yada yada...."
Oh dear - time to buy Dirty Dancing on dvd and head home to have Patrick Swayze fantasies...Johnny never disappoints.