What Was He Thinking Wednesday: The Party Boy Edition

At some point it is my goal to blog every day, but for now I am starting slow with trying once a week.

This week I’m elaborating on The Party Boy.  We spoke very briefly online before he asked me out for coffee.  We met at a super groovy spot, where I had to walk into the creepy basement, round the corner and then try to find him.  He didn’t look as cute as his pictures and spoke NOTHING like the overly proper English he wrote/texted with.  But he was friendly, tall, and had an adorable smile.  After chatting for an hour he asks “What’s next?”.  I honestly thought we were just getting coffee.  For whatever reason, he decided it would be a good idea at mid-afternoon to buy a few bottles of champagne and go back to his place to play “Life”.  This was the first What Was He Thinking, and hence the name.  At this point you’re probably thinking how sketchy it is that I actually decided to go along with all of this, but The Party Boy had a way of bringing out this side of me.

After playing “Life” and finishing close to 3 bottles of champagne, he remembered his friend was having a holiday party that we HAD to attend.  At this point he started preparing his “to go bag”, which included several illegal drugs.  I’m not a participator in such activities, but I’m also not one to judge – though I don’t judge this was my second What Was He Thinking.  We headed to the party and had a blast.  This was my longest first date in history – 13 hours to be exact.  At the end of the date, I sort of had a What Was He Thinking moment, but had to remind myself how wasted he was.  He stood there gushing about how much he likes me and he hasn’t felt this way in forever, yada yada.  I’m not a fan of rushing things, so I felt super uncomfortable. 

Even though it was totally an immature and inappropriate date, I actually enjoyed myself…a lot! 

We decided to go on a second date – dinner and a movie.  It was pretty standard, and we had fun and good conversation. 

For a third date we actually rode back from New York City together.  He has asked for a ride after New Years since we were both in the city, and I figured the company would be good.  This time together was the beginning of the downfall (note to self, don’t spend so much time in a car with someone you are just getting to know).  The first What Was He Thinking was touching me the whole 5 hours!!!  I’m a non toucher, and he kept rubbing my neck.  Seriously, the skin on my neck was numb by the time we got to his place.  Also, What Was He Thinking when it came to talking about beliefs and religion, I made mine very clear and he proceeded to mock me…not cool!

After the car ride we had one more awkward date.  There were a few What Was He Thinkings when it came to getting physical, but since I don’t know how anonymous this blog really is I will spare you the details.  We essentially just stopped talking to each other.  Which I thought was mutual, until I bumped into him last week and got the glare…

Until Next Time,
Kiki