It bears posting... For those who know the story, sorry...

So tomorrow will mark 3 years since I met a woman that I thought would be my perfect match. It's worth posting, because even as I'm getting over her and moving on to other women, I can't help but think back to that night, so full of wonder and promise, and wonder what happened.

We'd known each other for about 3 weeks before we finally decided to meet up for a date. We met about halfway between my place and her place; Salem. We were both giddy, and the chemistry was immediate. We opened up so fast to each other I'm amazed we could recall the information later on in the relationship. We had dinner at Denny's, and then we drove around for a while; she drove because she knows Salem much better than I do.

We found a park along the Willamette River (although we didn't know which river it was that night, as we got really lost!), and went for a walk along the river front. We found a bench, and started talking some, and then all of a sudden we kissed. It was the most unexpected moment for me. Sparks flew, and we could both tell it was something real.

We went and had some fun running around the playground, including me smacking my head hard enough to suppress memory of hitting my head for more than a year, and we fell harder and harder. It was the perfect night.

We went back to drop me off at my truck, and we listened to some music for a short while, then said good night. She left to the south, I to the north. It was a magical night, and one that I will remember forever.

So here I am well over a year after she broke my heart for the final time, and yet I can't stop thinking about that night. I have tried so hard to move on, and I am, but I still can't shake the memories. And I don't think that losing the memory of this night in particular would be for the best.

Anyways, I wanted to get that off my chest. I hope that you enjoyed the tale, and if you have any similar stories, I'd love to hear them.

Ok, so I'm slacking...

But I have a good excuse! I have been without computer for the last month or so, because the backup disc for the laptop seems to be faulty.

Anyways...

I finally got the date with Old Friend set up, and it was this past Wednesday. We had a lot of fun. She chose to go to a game and that's fine with me. The night before we went to Lloyd Center in Portland to get her some gear, which turned out to be a t-shirt. We also had some food at the food court, but it wasn't really anything super memorable.

We ended up having some pretty good seats for the game, which was fun, and got exciting at the end, before coming out with the victory. Afterwards we went to Voodoo Doughnuts, and tried some of their stuff. I'd never had their doughnuts before, but she had. I got the famous bacon maple bar, and she got a one-day special called the "Tony the Tiger", a chocolate frosted doughnut covered in Frosted Flakes. Definitely different. We agreed on the way back to her place that we should definitely go out again, either for a repeat or just for doughnuts. I was the chauffeur for the evening, so I dropped her off at her home, and said goodnight because she had to go pick up her son, and I went home for the evening.

We've been texting a lot lately, and I wonder if things are going to work out. I would like for them to but at the same time I don't want to rush in and open up like I always do. I'm lost. We have plans to go out and do some things, like go to the zoo, or meet up for a drink... Even a Northwest Ale Festival. We seem to have a lot more in common than I originally thought, which is great. I just don't know where things are going to lead yet, and while I'm not trying to affect the direction of things in any way, it's hard not to wonder where the path is going to ultimately end up; whether the road is a dead end or if it leads to something wonderful. I'll just have to wait and see.

I've pretty much given up on anything happening with the Singer. She is still hung up on her ex-loser and doesn't show any signs of moving on. The Redhead has been quiet as well, although she pops up every now and then. My ex is starting to talk to me somewhat again (we really haven't talked much over the last month or so other than a few texts here and there), and she always seems to do this when I meet someone; it's like she has a sixth sense on when to ruin my life or something (at least that's how it feels). The chick from Salt Lake hasn't talked to me since she went home, and really I don't think it would work out anyways.... that's a little too long distance for me. I can do 2 hours but not 2 states!

Well, wish me luck. I hope that I'll have more to report soon. And as always, if you have any comments or pointers, please feel free to leave them in the comments. And be frank. Not Frank, but frank.

My New Project

So I've decided it's a good idea to create a blog to chronicle my dating experience. Dear reader, I hope that you will find it entertaining, and not dull.

Background info for me. I'm a soon-to-be 26 year old male living in Vancouver, WA., a.k.a. "The 'Couve". I work very hard to scratch a living in the current economy, even taking on a roommate that I've known for well over 20 years (my first experience with a roommate was a horror story).

I don't date much. I really don't put much effort into getting dates but that doesn't mean that I'm not wanting to. I get shy around women, intimidated even.

I have been in two committed relationships. The first was the longest, lasting 2 months, ending when she went away to Job Corps. and then broke up with me, finally admitting that she was trying to have a relationship with a man, yet couldn't find herself able to commit like she had previously with women. The second was close in length, 6 weeks, and there have been a couple of rendezvous since then, but things don't look promising. When we first met it was a business connection, and then things rapidly developed. She had just gotten out of an abusive relationship, and as things developed I learned more and more about it. After we had started dating, he came back into the picture and started to give her a hard time again. (in my mind I would have cut off all communication with him if I was her, but she let it continue) Eventually, she broke up with me, stating that the long distance was an issue and that she felt she had rushed into things. Within DAYS she had started seeing him again. Eventually she got married to him, and a little over a year later (present) she is filing for divorce because he cheated on her multiple times with multiple women and also became increasingly physically abusive.

I've pursued relationships with others and had very... interesting results, and that's what this blog is for; to provide you, the reader, with the humorous exploits of my pursuit of happiness.

So let's go!