True stories about dating that will make you shake your head in disbelief!

Once upon a time there was a Disbeliever, Realist, and Skeptic. They were all on the quest of finding love. We are a must-read for those in the dating realm who are confused, frustrated, in love, or happily single! How will their stories end? Stay tuned for their stories.

Friday, May 17, 2013

Is there a filter on Match.com for a British accent?

I had to have a call this week with BritBoy for work. Yup the crush rages on. The cute British accent, his casual swearing, the joking around.... Even after we were done talking about work stuff I wanted to just keep him on the phone to shoot the shit. AHHHHH stop it. hesmarriedhesmarriedhesmarriedhesmarried. Keep repeating to yourself, Skeptic. Ugh.

Clearly I need to find a new crush. Quickly. Bonus points if he's British.

Trying to stay positive,
Skeptic

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Wax on, Wax off

I charged back up an old online dating profile a couple of weeks ago, but I just cancelled it again. I did talk to one guy for a little while, but I was very meh about him. And it seems like every single profile I read says, "I'm laid back" or "I'm down to earth." *YAWN* Don't get me wrong--I like laid back guys, but it feels like they all call themselves that these days like it's the style or something, and it's so boring to read over and over and over. Plus, I just don't like online dating. I always start it back up again thinking I should do something proactive in my dating life, but shut it down because it feels so unnatural. I feel like I'm picking guys out of a catalogue, when what really attracts me to guys is their personality, which you can't get much of in a profile. I'll keep using it until my subscription expires in a couple of months, but I'd much rather meet someone organically. I just wish I was better at doing that. *sighcatch22*

Trying to stay positive,
Skeptic

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Another one bites the dust

I got to meet BritBoy in person this week. I didn't just meet him, in fact, I actually had three days spending intense time with him at a hotel in Western Jersey. No, no, nothing like that. It was a work retreat. It's the kind of event where it's completely mentally exhausting and a lot of hard work, but you also have great dinners and drinking and really get to know each other very well. And darn it all, BritBoy is completely adorable and smart and funny and polite and we totally hit it off and I definitely felt some electric sexual chemistry..... and he's married.

Darn my stupid luck--that's the one line I won't cross. I'm unfortunately at the age where it's more unusual to find a great guy who is single than it is one who is married. To find one who is single and available is a miracle. And to find one who is single, available, AND interested in me.... well, that's just downright impossible. *sigh*

Trying to stay positive,
Skeptic

Monday, May 6, 2013

Quite a fit bird, right then.

I made a few observations recently. Someone asked me last week who my five favorite actors are--2 out of 5 are British. My favorite band is British. Then yesterday when I caught myself popping in a DVD of Mr. Bean, it hit me--my life does seem to be quite Brit-centric lately. 

Coincidence? Maybe it's because so many people at work are British and it's sort of on the brain? Could it have anything to do with the notion that my latest crush is a Brit? Certainly not on a conscious level, but I'm willing to admit it's a possibility on an unconscious level.

Jolly good. Cheers!

Trying to stay positive,
Skeptic

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Blast from the past

Remember Spiderman? It wouldn't shock me if you didn't--I had to do some digging in the blog archives to find the last time I wrote about him.

I actually saw him today in Hoboken. I wasn't sure it was him at the time, since the town was uber-crowded and that makes things confusing. But he actually posted a picture of himself on Facebook a little while later and he was wearing the same shirt, so I recognized it to be him.

That's really all. It was just kind of weird to see him since that whole thing seems like a lifetime ago. I didn't say anything--he was sitting at an outdoor cafe with some people and I was walking by.

Not much else going on right now. I fired back up an old online dating profile and that's going nowhere. I think it's more difficult now than it was before because all the good guys in Manhattan don't need to be online. It's a guy's market there--there are more single women than men, and the men can be picky (and they are!). Navigating the dating world might now be an uphill battle for me....

Trying to stay positive,
Skeptic

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Not off my trolly, I'm chuffed as nuts!

I think I just discovered that I have a fetish I didn't know I had. A British accent.

Guys: you can't fake this. I don't want to hear your best English impersonation. I now work for a global company with its headquarters in London, so there are many people (even based in the US) who have British roots, many of whom I get to speak with on the phone with some frequency. Most of these people I have yet to meet in person, but dang, I don't just enjoy listening to them speak--I actually get kind of turned on. Maybe it's because they always sound so incredibly polite. Maybe politeness is such a novelty now because it's so rare among American men?

I'll be doing a bunch of traveling for work, so I'm sure I'll meet some of these guys soon. I'll just have to remind myself to keep it together and not get too starry-eyed.

Right then, Trying to stay positive. Brilliant.
Skeptic

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Man of my Dreams

I had a rare dream last night about a guy. No, it wasn't a sex dream, and it wasn't even a guy I know or recognize at all in real life. But the crux of the dream was the relationship that we shared.

I'm not sure I've ever had a dream like this one before. There was some kind of outdoor celebration going on, in the evening, like one of those summer festivals or outdoor concerts or something. I was talking to some people and saw that he had arrived, so I ran up to him to greet him. Gave him a big kiss, chatted for a minute, and took his hand and blissfully re-joined the festivities, talking with him all the while.

Not much else happened in terms of events--I think I remember waiting for an elevator with him at some point. The point of the dream, however, was the absolute closeness that we shared. I was 100% myself, it was 100% effortless to be with him, and I was 100% happy.

I can only hope to find a relationship like this in real life!

Trying to stay positive,
Skeptic