Life: Where I pick out a movie to watch with a boy

So, my new friend is in town. He's going to do some work for a few hours and whilst he is out working, I am going to Blockbuster to find us a movie to watch when he gets back.

Anyone want to take a guess as to how long it's been since I've chosen a movie based on whether or not a BOY will like it? An actual male human will be up in my hizzy tonight and I am in charge of movies. Um, EEK? He says he has faith in me and will watch anything. Oh sure.

Jesus H. Johnson. I get the movie and all he has to do is remember my Diet Coke. How is that fair?

My Date. By Melissa

I was notified by my friend Jinny that I was killing her because I have not updated here about my date with "Crash". So let me tell her and whoever else that might read this...it went very well.

He was very nice. He brought me a DVD with his car crash on it, along with other random chases and pictures on it. I guess you need to know that he is a police officer and he knows I love that sort of thing. So instead of flowers, I get police chases. So romantic :)

Anyway, to make a long story short, it was a fun evening and he treated me very well. Albeit, not your typical first date by any stretch of the imagination but it worked for me. He opened doors and everything. He even asked me if he could kiss me.

And I totally let him.

We are supposed to go out again Wednesday for chinese food. So far so good.

So I have a date tonight

What looks to be a bona fide, real, not getting stood up date. I said to my best good friend, Cindy, that I am a little EEEEK!! and a little SQUEEEEEE!! I think SQUEEEE is ahead by a slight margin now but I bet a monkey EEEEK comes from behind and kicks SQUEEEE's ass the moment I pull up in the parking lot.

I think I know what I'm wearing. Jeans, hooker boots (he's tall) and a black v-neck sweater that is almost dangerously low cut. I want to give him a hint of what he is not getting on the first date. I'm a vixen like that.

OK, not really. I just wanted to see what it felt like to call myself a vixen.

Off to get gorgeous. I shall report back. Wish me luck!

I Hope He Stays This Way

So there is this guy. Let's call him Five-Oh. He is great on paper and on the phone. He spells everything right, uses punctuation and says "Yes ma'am". I sure hope he stays this way. He's been juuuust flirty enough where it's fun and not oogey. He even said I was hot. That's big. I hope he meant it and wasn't just being nice.

Let's hope he stays this way.

Moving out of the ghetto

YAY! I get to move again. The Elvis classic "In The Ghetto" will no longer be my anthem. That's a bummer but I'll get over it. I can't wait to get away from the noisy skank chick next door and the Asshole Above Me With The Led Feet. This mo-fo cannot walk or do anything without it sounding like he's Savion Glover or Hulk Hogan. I hate his rotten, stinkin guts. He looks like the creature from the Ahnold movie "Predator". Maybe that's what I should call him. I shall call him "Savion Predator Hogan".

At any rate, the thought of gathering boxes, packing, loading & uloading them, unpacking and and stuff kind of makes me want to pop a vein but it has to be done. I wish I had all the money in the world because if I did, I would so pay someone to do all my crap for me.

P.S. - If Savion Predator Hogan wakes me up again at 3am like last night/this morning, I will not be responsible for what happens to him.

Am I asking for too much here?

There is a guy. Guy has been sort of hounding me to go out with him. Which would normally be OK except I kinda don't want to, been putting it off for a bit now. However, my lovely friend Deanna said in a recent blog that sometimes you should go out with anyone who asks because you never know who you will hit it off with. So, I agree to go, in his words, "hang out". (Plus, every girl needs those dating horror stories to share with girlfriends and future daughters, maybe he would be mine?)

So, he says "What are you opposed to doing?" and it threw me. I know "waht do you want to do?" but I don't know "what are you opposed to doing?" SO I give you the following is an excerpt from our IM conversation (yes, I saved it so I could post it here, publicly for all the world to see. )

"Melissa: opposed?
executivemusicgroup: yes as in what do you not wanna do
Melissa: um, OK...no movies, no sex and no making out...no at your place or mine...
executivemusicgroup: wow
executivemusicgroup: ok
Melissa: why wow? none of those are first meeting events in my world. movies are on the list because who wants to sit in a dark theater for 2 hours and not be able to talk?
executivemusicgroup: ok
executivemusicgroup: i seee
Melissa: hope that isn't a problem
executivemusicgroup: no i agree with all but one
executivemusicgroup: but it is all good
Melissa: hmmm...which one do you not agree with? Just curious
executivemusicgroup: making out
Melissa: well, let me clarify that making out thing...
Melissa: i'd probably be ok with a kiss on the cheek greeting and the standard and proper kiss goodnight. What i'm not down with is lots of it. i mean, i'm all about a good makeout session, just not the first few times out of the gate.
executivemusicgroup: ok
executivemusicgroup: i see
executivemusicgroup: understand
executivemusicgroup: i will respect that
Melissa: cool.
executivemusicgroup: i like making out
executivemusicgroup: and dont see a problem with it
executivemusicgroup: but
executivemusicgroup: i do respect others peoples wishes

So my issue is this: Am I asking too much that guys DON'T expect some junior-high makeout session on the VERY FIRST DATE?? Am I asking too much that guys don't seem so suprised at my standards? I don't think so either. I also don't think I'm gonna go out with him now. Besides, it's supposed to be "Focus On Me" time right now. Plus, I turn another year older this week and that's depressing enough. I don't need some guy trying to go all 8th grade frenching in my mouth.

My first official blog not on MySpace

Look at me being all cool and shit. This is mostly a test post to see what it looks like.