Hello world,

I am sorry I have been so terrible at updating lately. Things in my life have been busy and amazing, and it has led me to suck horribly at keeping current with this blog. Since we last spoke, I have graduated from my Master’s program, gotten accepted (and granted full scholarship and some money too) to a PhD program, and have gotten myself a boyfriend. You may remember him from some of the previous posts, but I like to refer to him as NAVY boy.

As I write this post, I am at work. NAVY boy has the day off and after sleeping over at my apartment, I left him there to hang out for a little while. I got text message pictures of laundry he did for me, cleaning that was accomplished, and a few hints that he’s cooking me something special. Am I lucky or what? 

What’s crazy is that in a few months I will be moving nearly 3000 miles away, yet we are still agreeing to give the long distance thing a shot. He is really great, and I think it would be silly to end things with him just because we live in different states.

So, tumblr world, what would you like to know? I will update anything you are interested in hearing more about this week :)

-A

Navy boy is my boyfriend :).

I am a dirty, dirty whore. No seriously, I am.

A few days ago, you all, the Tumblr world, convinced me that I should drop Zack like a newborn. I listened to you and tried really really hard, but for some reason I couldn’t get him off my mind.

Friday, Navy Boy came over and we ate dinner and then he took me out to my favorite bar (okay, he took me there, I paid for my drinks) to watch dueling pianos. We had a good time and he was very affectionate in public which was weird. My friend Jesse from school came by and I was hanging with him while I left Navy Boy at his seat and we had a blast. Jesse’s friend kept telling me that if Navy Boy couldn’t “rock my world” to give him a call because he would take care of it for me. Jesse and i did a shot and I managed to get jesse up on stage where he danced to “Macho Man” and took his shirt off.

After a few more drinks, Navy Boy was cutely drunk and tired so I took him home and had some pretty excellent sex with him. We cuddled, woke up the next morning, got lunch, and this beauty of a conversation occurred:

Navy Boy: “So, one of the sailors was talking to me the other day and he was like ‘I hear you have a new girlfriend….’ and I was like ‘yeah, I guess I do’, and he was like ‘does she have any friends I could fuck?’ and I told him to shut up.” 

Me: I’ll have sex with him.

Navy Boy: Haha very funny. No you won’t that will make me very sad.

***did you see where he called me his girlfriend? FUCK.***

I have been living a world where my seeing two boys is okay because I am not officially dating either of them. By this boy calling me his girlfriend, my morals start to kick in and I begin to feel bad about my sluttery.

Okay, just a little bad. But clearly not bad enough because…..

Later that night I sent Navy Boy home and invited Zack out to a whine bar with a couple of my friends including three boys who have asked me out on multiple occasions. This to me seemed like an amusing idea as I love awkward situations AND I told each of the boys that I “wasn’t really interested in dating anyone” and so I knew it would be a ball of joy for me to bring a male friend along.

Zack showed up 30 minutes late (boo), but that gave me a good amount of time to see my friends and get my drink on (yay). We chatted, had a blast, and he was interrogated by a few of my lady friends. One even called him out on his drinking/standing me up and said “you know, A is a pretty big catch. Nearly every guy in this room (and some of the girls) want to date her. You better step up your game or you’re gonna lose her.” He agreed, and steppeth-up-his-game he did. I learned his backstory (broke up with a 22 year old he was dating for three years about 8 months ago. They lived together and she was an immature whore). 

As the night wound down, he was really great at talking to my friends. On multiple occasions I’d just walk away and leave him there to fend for himself while a group of guys surrounded him and asked him questions. It was cute watching him command the crowd :-p. Later in the evening he even invited his buddy Aaron to hang out with us, which while most girls probably would have thought was weird, I really appreciated because it meant that he was willing to have me around his friends. Plus, I’m pretty good at winning guy friends over, so that just helps my case. Point in case: We started talking about weddings and Zack goes, “Actually, speaking of weddings… I have one i have to go to. Is it weird for me to invite you? it’s either you or one of my girl friends, and I’d rather it be you.” I then responded with, “Wow, way to make a girl feel special Zack. That’s like me being like ‘hey, wanna go out tonight on a date? Is that weird? It’s either you or this other guy I’m seeing (if only he knew, hehe), but I mean, you seem free tonight…” His friend loved me after that comment.

As the night started to creep up on us and the bar closed, Zack proposed that he come over to my apartment (and swore he wouldn’t take advantage of me). We hung out on my couch for a few hours watching cheesy youtube videos (it felt really natural), cuddling, and occasionally making out. Disclaimer: He wasn’t as good of a kisser as Navy Boy… I really sincerely hope he was just nervous. 

Come 4 am we decided it was bedtime, and I made him sleep on the couch (gotta pretend I’m a good girl). When I went upstairs to my room he said, “I really don’t want tonight to end. I’m tired, but I’m having so much fun. Can we hang out a little more?” So I went downstairs, read him a bedtime story (I kid you not) and then chatted with him a little more. He told me that he’s really intimidated by how driven I am and that he wants to go back to school for his MBA because he is really jealous of me for getting more education and misses having that purpose in his life. We also talked about his family and how his parents worry about him because he drinks a lot, and how he thinks its really cool that I hardly drink and he wants to be more like me (he really doesn’t drink that much).

When I went upstairs again, he told me how great of a night he had and how he was happy he didn’t cancel. I let him know that the canceling made me sad and that I liked him too. It was a really good night overall.

In the morning we said our goodbyes and I let him know i’ll be out of town (yay, I can be slutty on the road) for about a week. He seemed bummed and told me he would be annoying me while I was gone and that he really liked me, so I better watch out. From there the conversation went like this:

Zack: Have fun at your conference.

Me: Oh, did I say I was going to a conference? I am actually going out of town to get married… awkward.

Zack: Good thing I like you a lot and am persistent. That’s not going to stop me.

Cute, right? Well at least he’s stepping up his A-Game. We finished our conversation and I was all on Zack high when I got a text from Navy Boy telling me that he and his boss (his best friend) were talking and he would really like to introduce him to me. Clearly I am a terrible person and this kid likes me. Shit.

At least I get a week off to figure out my life.

Hope you’re having as much fun reading it as I am living it :).

-A

So Tumblr friends… as usual, cast your votes. Zack or Navy Boy?

Catching the new followers up to date: I like two boys, Navy Boy and Zack. Navy Boy and I do the dirty, I dream about Zack and I doing the dirty. Zack is flakey and nearly always cancels plans. We had plans to do something tonight and he cancelled due to an interview tomorrow. He called me, I was short with him, here’s how the texts went down…

Zack: My bad, I thought things were kind of open tonight. I do want to see you, so I hope I hear from you soon.

Me: You’re fine. I was short on the phone because people were around. I’m down for hanging out too, you just cancel a lot and it confuses me a bit.

Zack: I know, and I’m really sorry. I have a rough job and usually I don’t want to do much after work. In this case, this promotion would be really great for me so I just want to chill tonight and rest up for it. I really like you though and want to spend more time with you.

Me: No worries. Good luck tomorrow.

Zack: Thanks and give me a call. I want to take you out to make it up to you.

Me: Ok.

Zack: Well in case I don’t hear from you, I hope I am still deserving of some of your smartass sarcastic comments in the meantime.

Me: We’ll see how I heal from this incredible abandonment.

Zack: YESSSSS!

Okay Tumblrkiddies, what the hell do I do? I took your advice and didn’t make plans for the evening and as usual I got ditched again. I am happy he got an interview, but I am not going to sit around while this kid keeps screwing up. Was that the last straw? Or should I call/text him?

I was invited out to drinks on Saturday with a group of friends. I was thinking about texting him at the last minute and being like “here’s the plan. You can come if you want.” Kind of like a last ditch effort.

But then again, I’m probably just reinforcing this annoying behavior. Why is dating so hard?

Zack. Surprise, surprise. 

For those of you following my blog, you know that there’s a guy named Zack who I like but who happens to suck at following through.

For those of you who haven’t read my blog before, here’s the spark notes version: dating two boys, one wants to hang out all the time, the other says we’ll do something and then cancels because he’s tired (he really is, I’m positive he’s not seeing other people).

So Yesterday Zack was supposed to call and we were supposed to hang out, but when he called he told me he was tired and wasn’t sure it was the best night. He asked if I wanted to do something this week, and we agreed on Wednesday.

I’d say 3/5 times Zack cancels on me. It sucks because I really like him. I’ve met his friends and they all keep telling me how much he likes me, so I’m a bit confused and not sure how to move forward. Here are the options Tumblr world, you’re helping me decide how to handle this:

1. Cancel tomorrows plans - he always cancels, maybe it’s my turn to do it. When he gives me a hard time (which he will), I can make a joking comment about how I learned it from him
2. Only hang out if he’s willing to come to me - pretty self explanatory. We live 20 minutes away.
3. Hang out no matter what - I like him after all, this option would involve not playing games
4. See what happens. If he cancels, it’s his last shot - also self explanatory
5. Give him a (sober) ultimatum - “hey Zack, i really like spending time with you, but I’ve got to be honest. I can’t promise I’m going to sit around not seeing other people if you keep canceling on me. What do you want out of this?”
6. Get drunk, and do step 5 drunk - Two times that we’ve hung out he’s been more intoxicated than me. Maybe it’s my fault
7. Dont respond to him at all - complete ditch, no call, no text, nothing.
8. Something I haven’t thought of.

I’m trusting you Tumblrland. So, what should I do??

I got a bunch of compliments on my last post (thank you), which have motivated me to write a little more about the situation (you see, more comments/responses = more posts. I don’t like writing to myself :-P). 

Those of you who have been following my blog for a bit were probably somewhat surprised to hear that a guy I’ve been seeing made a rude comment and that there was no sign of my torturing him/making him eat his words. Oh silly readers, just because it hasn’t happened yet doesn’t mean it won’t be happening.

I’m not a big fan of game playing; infact, I believe that any good relationship involves honesty and straightforwardness. Even so, I’m even less of a big fan of relationships where people don’t fully appreciate what they have. You see, Navy boy is a good guy, but as a result of my crazy use of sarcasm at the beginning of getting to know him (it’s a defense mechanism, sue me), he now thinks its perfectly alright to say mean things somewhat jokingly. I wouldn’t really mind if he also turned around and said nice things, but that doesn’t always happen (I think I wear the pants in this relationship, hehe).

So, the “plan” although not really a plan is to take some me time for the week. It actually works out quite well because I’d like to see Zack and I have a conference coming up in a few days that I’ll need to pull out the professional clothing for, but basically i’m going to do my thing and not go out of my way to engage in conversation with Navy boy. It’s funny, but yesterday I just happened to be busy and never got to texting him, and shortly after I posted my blog post, I got a message from him that said “hey I hope you had a great day. I haven’t heard from you and I was just thinking about you.” That’s right Navy boy, I had a great day. Think about me.

To all the boys reading my blog: It doesn’t matter how cool a girl is, she is still a girl and therefore you need to compliment her and make her feel pretty/special. Even if a girl makes jokes, you are not allowed to make jokes at her expense.

To all the girls reading my blog: If a guy says something to you and you don’t like it, call him out on it. Eleanor Roosevelt once said, “Noone has the right to make you feel inferior except yourself.” Also, if you have to, withhold sex as a punishment.

To Navy boy: You thought you were being cute and funny, now you’re gonna have to work even harder to make me see you as dating material. Oh well.

The few times I decide to play games, I remember just how fun they really are…

-A

One would assume that after nearly three months of dating someone(s), I would be able to make my mind up in terms of what I’m looking for… Clearly that is not the case.

Somewhere between my last post and today I decided that Navy Boy was the one I wanted to date exclusively. This made a lot of sense as he is nearly always wanting to hang out, texting me regularly, we do fun/interesting things, and I already have sex with him. This idea seemed like a great plan… until I decided I actually liked him.

You see, that’s how the female brain/male subconscious works. The second I decided to take Zack out of the picture, Navy boy began to continually screw up. From not texting me for a whole day (this is rare for him), to making annoying comments, to nearly forcing me to eat steak at dinner (when i don’t eat meat), he was starting to get on my nerves. So, being somewhat of a bitch and knowing I had other options, this past Friday I took Zack’s offer up of going out for drinks with him.

Friday was awesome. He introduced me to literally all of his friends who kept making comments that suggested Zack had been telling them about me, and also comments about what a great guy he is. The impression I got was a really excellent one and I had a really great time. I ended up staying out with him until 3 am, giving him a kiss goodnight, and then coming home.

Saturday I hung out with Navy boy and I was reminded of how he’s pretty great, but lame in comparison to Zack. I’m not sure how the conversation came up (or for that matter, what made him think it was a good conversation to bring up) but at dinner, Navy Boy made a comment along the lines of …”Well, you’re not exactly skinny…,” Oh? Oh really now? Because (A) I’m not exactly fat either (B) you don’t seem to be complaining when I’m naked and you’re on top of me (C) Zack had plennnnty of nice things to say last night, (D) you’re not exactly skinny, tall, a good dresser, smart, etc and (E) that’s totally going to be a confidence booster and a point in your favor. Oh wait… no it’s not.

So, Zack texted me last night and told me he would call me and we could hang out today, but then he didn’t call. He did text however, and mention that he wants to spend time together sometime this week and will call me Monday. It’s so annoying because I’m pretty sure if I combined the two of them they would be the perfect guy (and I wouldn’t have to increase the number of people I slept with). I like nearly everything about Zack, but I like the follow-through and the fact that Navy boy regularly has time to hang out. I understand that Zack has a real big boy job though and that might make him tired. At the very least, from meeting his friends, I’m pretty confident that it’s him being tired/busy, and not that there are other girls in the picture. His friends all made that verrrrry clear (….and it seems like he may think we are a bit more serious than I realized). Looks like it might be time to have an expectations talk with Zack…. or at the very least, undress him a little.

Thoughts? How would you all handle a situation like this?