Date 21/30: Ok Cupid Taylor* My fourth date with Ok Cupid Taylor! I had been out way too late the night before due to a surprise visit from my bestest friend in the entire world. Ok Cupid Taylor didn't stand a chance -- especially after he sent this text, mid-sandwich orders: Ok CT: Oy vey. All in all, I maintain a decent degree of pep and appreciation.
To start at the beginning, click here -- or jump right in at date twenty-one below. Unfortunately, the morning of our date brings to light a saltier side of Stacie. I was still a bit swoony over Friday night's adventures with Tinder Oliver. We take ridiculously adorable photos, which we decline to purchase, but it's nice just to know they exist?
There is darting tongue action, sloppy lip stuff, hands around my neck in a decidedly not-hot way....
This month we will celebrate our 3rd anniversary since meeting on Oasis!
I pause, hoping to help him get it over with so I can get home. I just keep saying how tired I am and how I'm about to fall asleep and how I can't wait to get home, and sort of think he'll get the hint at some point. Ok CT: At this point, it dawns on me that I am all alone in a parking garage with someone I barely know. I'm trying to recall if I have a pepper spray stashed anywhere in my Prius when Ok CT goes in for the kiss.
MMS from Tinder Oliver featuring a photo of our stolen rose from Friday night. Is he trying to work up the nerve for our first kiss? Back at my car, I offer him a ride to his, as it's a bit of a trek. Not vocally -- I mean, I at no point demand/or even request he open the door and GTFO. Holy mother of Jesus, how do I kindly bring this to an end?
Remember all that chemistry you guys had just one week ago?! I adore the Natural History Museum, and Ok CT does his very best to be the most adorable companion. Despite my severe lack of knowledge, I offer a few suggestions, directionally speaking.