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You're a Dude Magnet
You're a Dude Magnet
So last night was my birthday and the drama did not disappoint.
I arrived early and was joined by Hawkwoman and then Pub guy. This was interesting because these two had gone on a very unsuccessful date. But they seemed like they enjoyed the banter and rivalry. I was already three sheets to the wind on a few sips of a very strong margarita courtesy of the bartender when they arrived. Later two of the adventure girls arrived and we talked for a while and then they left. My new friend Saidy (yep) arrived and we got into some girl talk which made Pub guy groan.
Without thinking I grabbed Pub guy by the collar and gave him a lip only quick kiss. Saying that should make up for the girl talk he had to endure. (Did I mention that my pheromones are out of control and even affecting my judgments?) Which was a huge mistake because he insisted on kissing me again, and it was like kissing your cousin and as soon as it happened I was pleading silently that it end. He seemed satisfied with himself but I reminded him that nothing was going to come of it. I'm giddy over a man named Silas. And I didn't want to be evicted from the pub crawls that he leads if things were to go badly.
I checked my phone and had a text from the musician asking if I was at the bar but he might not make it due to an audition. I merely wished him, good luck.
We all bantered some more together, and I checked my phone again and had a message from Silas. I skipped over to the corner to listen to it and then returned his call. He has car trouble and his roommate bailed on taking him to the bar so he could be with me for my birthday. He said he had this weekend off so we made temp plans for him to take me out for my birthday dinner this Friday. I decided to offer driving up to his place after I left the bar and he agreed.
I needed to get sober to make the drive. I had walked to the bar just so I wouldn't be a statistic. Which is when the musician arrived, gave me a quick hug and then went off to talk with his friends who were there. In the meantime, Pub guy had left and when Pub guy hugged me goodbye, he lifted me up to swing me around but my feet hit the bar stools. I laughed and he sighed, "that's not how I pictured it in my head."
A pair of very young guys - mid-twenties I think - started up a conversation with me. I made one of them uncomfortable and he had to walk away but came back for more. Even though I made it quite clear that I had a liaison that night, the boys kept talking. Why? Because I was talking my favorite subject, sex.
The subject of phones came up, and I checked mine again. The musician had texted me from the other end of the bar, "You're a dude magnet." Which I responded, "That's right baby!"
We realized it was 12:30am and we closed tabs and got ready to leave. I stopped to say good-bye to the musician, who was sad that I was leaving as he was going to give me a birthday gift. I told him that I had to leave and he responded, "If you must." I had given him plenty of opportunities in the previous week but not this time. This time I could only think of Silas and I walked out and HW gave me a ride home.
I called Silas for directions, and I was out the door a minute later. At 1'ish in the morning it took me no time to get there. I met his dog who was a quiet black mutt with a pleasant disposition. I saw the house he was renting a room in. Turns out Silas is also a musician... yep, of course he is. LOL And I saw the stars, including the big dipper. He lives just far enough out of town near a state park that the city lights don't obstruct the view of the stars.
He told me that he now had to work in the morning. So that left little time to hang out. I did get him to reveal that he is 43. He's a red head with the body of a twenty year old. He seems really sweet and genuine. He shaved his beard and kept a goatee because I liked his chin hair so much. I didn't know if I should be concerned that he has so few things that he could theoretically pack them all up and leave at a moment's notice. Or maybe he's just a bit of a hippie.
Either way, I still like him and hope he doesn't bail on me again this Friday. If he does, I will have no choice but to seek out bachelor number 3. And if my pheromones continue to be this strong, I should have no problem moving on to the next one.
posted on Dec 17, 2009 4:30 PM ()
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