The exception
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I’m not even sure why Ethan still talks to me.
When we dated in the summer time, I was pretty awful to him.
Things between us started with fireworks. The thing I remember most about our first date was when we left the restaurant and he lifted me up and started making out with me against a car. And then several different cars after that. Sexy. I spent most of the following weekend lying semi-clothed on his couch. It was fantastic.
It started going downhill after we didn’t put any limits on how much we saw each other. We hung out 10 nights in the first two weeks we dated. One night in the first few weeks I ended up sitting on the sidelines of a basketball court in a community center in West Hollywood watching him play a pickup game with a bunch of sweaty investment bankers. I got mad at myself for letting him take me for granted and not giving myself enough time to focus on my life outside of him. That was just the beginning.
Things started unravelling from there and we broke up a month later.
We gave it another go around a month after that, trying to keep things casual and see other people at the same time. That came to an end when I started dating David and Ethan found out about it through a mutual friend of theirs. Ouch.
So it surprises me that he still talks to me, let alone wants to spend time with me.
After the recent incident with David and the text messaging, I decided that I really needed to give Ethan a chance.
I really did a complete 180 with him and it threw him for a loop at first. I went from being the girl who would constantly tell him to stop talking about his feelings to wanting to discuss a potential future with the two of us.
To pull a line from He’s Just Not That Into You…this story is the exception. I don’t encourage guys to wait around for a girl they’re pining for to wake up one day and realize what they’ve been missing all along. It rarely happens and you’ll waste a lot of your life waiting. Besides, I still have no idea how this will turn out in the end. He may just decide eventually that he can’t get over what happened before.
It’s been 2 months of dating Ethan so far and things have been really fantastic. The hardest thing to get used to is having someone that really would do anything for me.
God, that was so adorable I actually just made myself gag.
David
I’m so done with David.
David is an entertainment lawyer who I started dating while I was still dating Ethan this summer. Unfortunately they run around in the same social circle, so they have some friends in common. Friends who may have let it slip that I was seeing both of them. I broke up with Ethan to start dating David.
He’s sexy and confident and would send me dirty text messages while I was at work. We had that great conversation style that just makes you smile for days after because you’re both so witty. He had a very busy work schedule, so I didn’t get to see him often, which was totally fine with me. I need my alone time and ideally I see someone I’m dating 1-2 times a week.
The best part though, was the sex. Best sex of my life. It’s hard to believe a 26 year-old can have that kind of skill, but his insane amount of confidence brought it over the edge.
I’m pretty lax about working around schedules for people that I really like, but after 5 months of dating, I was ready to take it up to the occasional 2 times a week with some cuddling on the couch, rather than just constantly going out for drinks, together or with friends.
In no uncertain terms, he let me know that he couldn’t commit to that, so I walked. Unfortunately, he didn’t try to hard to convince me not to go or put any effort into working me into his schedule.
That was almost 2 months ago. I’m not a girl that gets hurt often, but for the second time in my life, I found myself a little heartbroken. It still hurts to think about him. The text he sent on Friday was a little too soon for me to be unaffected by it.
After getting angry about his inability to apologize properly, I spent Saturday morning fuming. I composed a scathing text message and against my better judgment and usual style, I hit send. It took him an HOUR AND A HALF to respond.
He apologized for hurting me and said that he was always honest with me. I responded, telling him that I know what his deal is and he knows what I want and unless something has changed, I don’t see any reason to talk. His response?
“If that is your wish, then so be it.”
Ultimatums don’t really seem to work out for me that well. Or they do…just not in the way that I want.
Over the 10 or so glasses of vodka that occurred on my living room couch this past weekend with another girlfriend mending a broken heart, I’ve come to the resolution that I’m done with the douchebags. Done. Done with douchebags, done with David.
I’m really bad at dating
I’ll just put that out there before explaining any of the events of this week.
Ethan…again
I slept with Ethan again. He happens to live across the street from my office building, so it was convenient to stop in there for an after-work cocktail, which led to him cooking me dinner, which led to drinks out in Hollywood all night with friends, which led to a lot of toe-curling and back-arching all night long.
We had a very frank conversation in the morning about how he realized that I would never feel about him the way he feels about me and that we could continue on this casual-sex adventure until he felt that he couldn’t take it anymore.
He really is a good guy. Sometimes I wish I felt more for him than I do.
Aaron
Yesterday, I had plans to have coffee with Aaron, a CEO of a tech company up in San Francisco. He was in town for a few days and I had given him some advice on his company’s product and I was assuming he was interested in hearing more about what I have to say. Only…..Aaron is really hot.
We ended up spending most of the hour talking about dating and what I looked for in a guy. I was tempted to direct him to my last post.
We sent a few emails back and forth this morning, but really, he lives in San Francisco. I’ve done the long distance thing and it’s not incredibly appealing to me. Having a go-to man in SF though, is an idea that I like. Maybe I could work that angle.
David
After the email back-and-forth with Aaron ended, I got a text message from David.
David is one of two guys in my life who have ever broken my heart. When he couldn’t find time in his busy work schedule to start seeing me twice a week after 5 months of dating, I walked away. It killed me to do it, but I like myself too much to be in a relationship where my needs aren’t being met. It’s been more than a month since I’ve spoken to him.
He texted that he had been thinking about me recently and wanted to talk. Being the stubborn girl that I am, I ignored his first two text messages, then gave in and offered him two options for evenings to take me to dinner and talk (knowing that dinners are hard for him to do). The only way he is getting back into my life is by crawling on the floor begging for forgiveness.
That bastard couldn’t make either night. I had to fight the urge to chuck my blackberry across the room. I refuse to talk to him anymore. I can’t go through this again.
I need a drink.
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