Goodbye, Stinky McBad Breath

Well, it's over...sort of.

Wilderness Man wanted to get together with me before I went away for Easter weekend, but as usual, I was crazy busy at work, and had to cancel a dinner & mini golf date with him. Honestly, I probably could have made the time for him, but I just wasn't feeling it. I think I knew a long time ago that he wasn't the guy for me; I just felt I should give the nice guy a shot.

As I waited for my train at Union Station on Thursday night, Wilderness Man and I had a boring text conversation about my mission to obtain a window seat. I told him to have a good weekend and left it at that.

It was nice to get away and have some time to breathe and to think. I talked out my situation with my mom, and it became very clear that things weren't going to work out with Wilderness Man. Mom said she already knew he wasn't the guy for me, because I never talked about him, and I have a tendency to ramble on about a new guy I'm excited about.

Back in Toronto, my work schedule continued to be super busy. I didn't hear from Wilderness Man for a week, which was unusual, as he had always been the one to initiate conversation via MSN, e-mail, or text (we rarely spoke on the phone, and he always called me, I never called him). Finally, I received a text message on Friday night:

So did you survive the week

I had taken a sick day, spent it working, and was half asleep, so I didn't answer.

Early the next morning, another text:

So is that it then?

My brother has been arguing that I didn't handle this the right way, but I don't care. This is online dating, and we were never serious, nor naked, so I don't owe him anything. He could have called, but he texted, and that's how I finished it:

Hey, I'm sick with a terrible head cold. Have been since Thursday night. Was sleeping when you texted yesterday. That said, I like you, but it's become obvious that I just don't have the time for a serious relationship right now. It sucks, but it is what it is and that's not fair to you. If you want to be friends, I can do that, but I'll understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore.

A few minutes later, his reply:

That sucks that you are sick. I did not say I wanted to get into a serious relationship just something more than seeing one another once a month. I get that you can't. It is too bad though i thought we got along great.

I HATE hurting people's feelings, but it also felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. Even without the severe halitosis, there had never been a spark between us; at least, not on my end.

Wilderness Man has been online a few times, and I have a feeling he has more to say to me, so I don't think it's quite over yet. And how awkward will it be when he moves around the corner and we run into each other at the grocery store? Can't wait.

Update: after getting lectured by my brother about being "avoidy", I unblocked Wilderness Man on MSN. He messaged me and wants to talk more when I'm not so busy. Frustrated, I went and ate a Big Mac. FML.

The new guy that I was supposed to go on a date with last Friday had to bail because he was sick. He called me last night and for the second time, we talked until two in the morning. Our first conversation went really well, but last night, some of my flags went up when he talked mostly about sex, made fun of me at every opportunity for my eight month dry spell (yes, it's been that long, and no, I don't want to talk about it), and mentioned how picky he is about women. I think he may be a womanizing egotist just looking to add another notch on his rather extensive belt. If that's what he is expecting from me, he's in for a big surprise, because eight months later, The Beast has given up, packed up its shit, and taken a leave of absence. I'm not sleeping with someone just to get laid, and it certainly won't be with some internet douche I just met.

Seriously, are there any decent guys left? I just want a cute, smart, funny, tall(er than me), nice, employed dude with decent breath that I connect with. Is that too much to ask?!

I'm so frustrated, I need to run this out (and off the Big Mac).

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