More Bookstore, Some Wikipedia and a little Moody Love Toy

I couldn't sleep last night, and Bookstore Hottie and I ended up talking some more via Facebook Messages.  He's for sure into the idea of hanging out, and is "considering" NSA.  I told Matt and Lilly it would only be a matter of time.  Ha ha ha.  Friday night I asked him to come over after work Tuesday, which would be today.  We didn't make ANY plans, but we'll see if he says anything over the course of his work day.

I asked Wikipedia to hand out flowers to strangers on the street with me some day.  (It's a great first date.)  He would rather poison the flowers, then hand them out, because he hates people.  Oh-kay.  He also "has his eye" on someone at this time, so when I asked 'Well, what do you want to do with me?" he balk.  Then we talked about mass sterilization, so he isn't freaked by me asking him out.

Moody Love Toy is making his first appearance since "The Cast" post.  He may or may not come over tomorrow night.  He'd be here tonight (I know, double booked!) but his son is staying with him.  I'll let you know when I know if he's coming over.  ;-)

**I'm going salsa dancing with some girl friends Thursday night.  If you are reading this, you are invited.  Hit me up.

Bookstore Backpedaling

Friday night, Lilly, Matt and I drank some cheap sparkling wine and had a party in my living room.  During this little party, we ended up drunk chatting Bookstore Hottie, among others (Wikipedia got some wordplay, but we behaved).  Bookstore Hottie and I ended up chatting again tonight.  It seems I didn't make quite the gigantic fool of myself Friday night, and while intrigued, he doesn't want something "stringless."  Oh, and he also really liked the idea of oral, which I must have mentioned on Friday.  So, that particular man of potential isn't quite out of the running.

Ahhh.....So Quiet

It's been pretty event-free here at chez Veronique the past day and a half.  Septum Kid and I sent text's back and forth a bit yesterday, but that was it for contact.  I kind of like this one, so we'll evaluate the criteria:

• Full time job Yes!
• Vehicle Yes!
• Own place, and must have lived on own for at least one year No, and no.  Lives with parents and likes it.
• Vegetarian/Vegan Yes!  Vegetarian, at least.
• Christian No.  Atheist.
• Love of cats Oh yeah!  He has a tattoo of his cat on his leg.  
• Over 21 Nope, a freshly turned 19.
• Loved and lost and willing to try again Has been in love, wants another girlfriend.
• NOT a Capricorn, Gemini or Scorpio Pieces. :-)
• Skinny (not negotiable, I'm shallow) He is to-die-for without a shirt.  
• Digs at least one of the generes of music I enjoy He's really into ska, which works for me.
• Reads...like books...like recreationally Nope.  His intelligence level is a little subpar.  
• Abhors debt as much as I do Haven't really talked about it.  
• Understands concepts like existentialism, anti-consumerism and other -isms He's willing to listen.
• NOT a virgin Eh, he's been with one girl.  They were together from 14 to 17, then he dated a girl for almost a year with no sex.  So, almost as bad.
• Has own social life with own social circle and no designs upon becoming a barnacle in mine.Yes

We're going to call him a ten out of fifteen, or 67%, and that's if we could his willingness to listen as a bad thing.  I'll have to bring up deeper topics next time we talk (can I do that texting?) and see how he feels.  Cosmo would say a 60% is good.  I like him enough to give him the third date, which is normally when I decide they suck anyway.  We see each other on weekends only, and have hung out two consecutive Saturday nights in a row, so date three may not happen for a while.  He did admit to telling his friend how badass I am, and was just so impressed with the "cool-under-pressure" outlook of the window situation.  Only the future can tell.

Sushi Party

The sushi party for Lilly yesterday was so much fun!  Lot's of girl time talk and Lilly even made yummy cupcakes .  After sushi we went to Fox and the Hound in Carmel and had some drinks (well I had one beer...).  While hanging at the bar, Septum Kid and I start texting and he agreed to come over and hang out over Lilly's party.  So, he came over at about midnight.  We watched some movies on the sofa and cuddled, then listened to music in the bedroom and made out.  No sex.  It was a really great night.  Oh, and he got the sexiest set of piercings I have ever seen.  Two microdermals set out about two inches from each eye.  With the shaved head, and the six other piercings he's something to drool over.  I should rename him Yum.

Playing Catchup (It's a long post. It was an eventful night,)

Alright, lot's of things to report.

1. Baldy never hit me up about lunch/movie this afternoon, so that is out.
2. If it weren't for my want for a personal day (which turned into a badass girl's night) I would have gotten stood up by Dan the Dollar Man.  

Fucking men.  

Anyway... 

To the happy news!

Last night, I had planned on watching some romantic comedies, drinking some cheap sparkling wine, eating strawberries and relaxing.  Instead, Lilly called and said that she and Matt were looking for something to do and knew I was "always down for a good time."  So they came over, and we put away three bottles of cheap Champagne.  And then the drunk chatting started on Facebook.  No damage was done but now: 

• Bookstore Hottie may think I'm insane because of proposed NSA, but that's no big bummer.  
• I think I may be closer to getting in with Wikipedia.  My goal is to get him to ask me to lunch.  
• And Gnat, our vegan friend, may have had his crush for me strengthened, so I need to handle him with some care for a bit.  Or maybe just ignore him.  Ha.

After some dancing in the apartment, we got the idea in our heads to go to Broad Ripple.  We started at the Alley Cat then to the Tavern and then Rock Lobster. 

• The Alley Cat.  Boring. We left almost upon entering.
• The Tavern. Kind of fun. Watched Lilly and Matt play pool. (V can't play pool.  This inability allows me to go on dates were guys "teach" me, therefore I will not ever learn how.) I got lot's of winks, and one brave soul came up and talked to me.  He gave me his number, but he was a little drunk.  Matt and he were good buddies though.  I may utilize the number, because he had a lot of hot friends, and wasn't too bad himself.
• The Rock Lobster. We went here to dance.  On the dance floor, I became monopolized by a not-unattractive gentleman, who touched every inch of me and then proceeded, as the night wore on, to show me just how happy his body was to be up on mine.  At this moment, I got Matt and Lilly's attention and BOLTED.  Lilly and I went outside for air, and checked out the men on the street, earning me more winks.  But when we wanted to go back inside to get Matt, we were barred access because of last call.  Much to our infuriation, two men, whom we had nicknamed Mustache and Scarf earlier that evening, were allowed in, because they were "regulars."  Bitches.  We eventually got Matt and made our way home.  

Once Lilly and Matt dropped me off and began their journey north to Lilly's house, I sent a text to Bipolar Boy to come hang out and cuddle.  I was sober at this point, but not in the mood to be alone.  He sent a text back that he wanted to get laid, so I told him in exchange for ejaculation I would get cuddles.  He was here in 20 minutes.  We hung out, chatted, boned, cuddled and slept.  It was nice NSA.  He left at 8:00, I went back to bed until 11:00.  Now I'm going to get ready for another night out with Lilly, Matt, and a bunch of other people I will meet tonight. Woo hoo! 

Fuck and Run

At 3:30am Sexy Soldier gave me a ring and wanted to hang out.  For some reason, unbeknownst to me, I had been awake for ten minutes unable to sleep.  I told him sure, and he came over.  And....we had sex.  Four times in six hours.  The sex was mediocre at best, but the fact that he got it up so many times, one of them less than five minutes after ejaculation, was impressive.  We also talked, and he turned out to be pretty cool.  Until ten o'clock rolled around, when he said he had to split.  I was kind of offended, bc this was so not going to be a booty call.  But oh well.  Liz Phair takes it away once more...

I woke up alarmed

I didn't know where I was at first

Just that I woke up in your arms

And almost immediately I felt sorry

'Cause I didn't think this would happen again

No matter what I could do or say

Just that I didn't think this would happen again

With or without my best intentions

And whatever happened to a boyfriend

The kind of guy who tries to win you over?

And whatever happened to a boyfriend

The kind of guy who makes love 'cause he's in it?

And I want a boyfriend

I want a boyfriend

I want all that boring old shit like letters and sodas

Letters and sodas

You got up out of bed

You said you had a lot of work to do

But I heard the rest in your head

And almost immediately I felt sorry

'Cause I didn't think this would happen again

No matter what I could do or say

Just that I didn't think this would happen again

With or without my best intentions

And I want a boyfriend

I want a boyfriend

I want all that stupid old shit like letters and sodas

And I can feel it in my bones

I'm gonna spend another year alone

It's fuck and run, fuck and run

Even when I was seventeen

Fuck and run, fuck and run

Even when I was twelve

And I can feel it in my bones

I'm gonna spend my whole life alone

It's fuck and run, fuck and run

Even when I was seventeen

Fuck and run, fuck and run

Even when I was twelve

You almost felt bad

You said that I should call you up

But I knew much better than that

And almost immediately you felt sorry

'Cause you didn't think this would happen again

No matter what you could do or say

Just that you didn't think this would happen again

Without or without your best intentions

And whatever happened to a girlfriend

The kind of chick who tries to win you over?

And whatever happened to a girlfriend

The kind of chick who makes love 'cause she's in it?

And you want a girlfriend

You want a girlfriend

You want all that boring old shit like letters and sodas

Letters and sodas

Letters and sodas

Letters and sodas 

Date with Baldy

Tonight Bald and In Charge took me out to Dave & Buster's.  It was a pretty good time, for the most part.  I found out he's 42, makes 60K a year and has no debt.  He talks a lot, so I listened most of the night.  We ended up just having dinner and talking.
At one point during dinner, I ran out of Coke and we had just gotten our food, but had to mustard or ketchup and no server.  So Baldy went to look for one.  While he was gone, a cute busboy come over and asked me if I needed anything.  He got my Coke, mustard and ketchup, and we made serious eyes at each other.  Then the server came with another Coke, mustard and ketchup, and Baldy returned, baring Coke, mustard and ketchup.  So I had some serious caffeine.
Not wanting to pass up a chance with the cute busboy, I went to the ladies room, scribbled my number on a piece of paper, and tucked it in between a couple of dollars.  I tipped the guy, saying it was because of the great timing he had with helping me out, but really it was the only way I could think of to get him my number WHILE on a date.  We'll see if The Busboy gives me a ring, and if he's a teenager like all the other guys I've been picking up.
Baldy and I may go to lunch and an early movie Saturday afternoon, pre-Lilly party.  (Lilly, do you want a nick name too?)

After some more texting, it turns out Sexy Soldier is also in nursing school and aspires to join the Peace Corps.  He has a job, as a rehabilitation tech at some hospital on the west side.  So, yay!

After a few texts from Dan the Dollar Man, I may cancel with him tomorrow night in favor of one of the other guys.  Drunk texting Veronique makes her PISSED.  We'll see how I feel about it tomorrow.