Ok, I went on a date

My lack of blog posts have been generating a bit of guilt, so I decided to tell you all about the date I had last week with a guy my friends and I refer to as "Jurassic Park." Actually, before I tell you about him I suppose I'll tell you about "Graphic Novel Guy."

Graphic Novel and I went out on Friday night. It was a blind date. But he was tall, successful (has several graphic novels published in multiple countries), kind of cute. Artistic. Lives alone. All of the basic qualities I look for. But...he is a geek.

Now let me explain something: I like nerds. I am usually criticized by certain friends and family for my choices in guys. Typically because they have to like dinosaurs, sci-fi, Star Wars, or anything else incredibly nerdy. These guys can still be good looking, funny, successful (and hopefully tall!). They have to relate to my inner-nerd so that I don't feel so....girl-in-headgear-who-gets-teased-at-school. I like nice guys. I can't think of one time that I've ever gone for the bad boy. To me, there is nothing more unattractive than a cocky bad boy. No thank you, move on, stay away.

I do not, however, like geeks. A geek is an entirely different breed of human, one that elicits thoughts of backne, mouth-breathing, and excessively sweaty hands. A geek loves Star Wars too, but wears his Star Wars t-shirt from middle school, you know, the one with holes in the sleeves and the washed out storm trooper on the front. A geek has no knowledge of hygiene, style, or acceptable social behavior. I could go on. But I'll get back to the original tale.

On Friday night I went out with a geek. One of the first things he said was "I'm not much of a drinker." Oh no, bad sign. Does this think that he won't think it's acceptable that my friend H and I drink wine all Sunday long and roll into work on Monday morning with killer hangovers? Probably not.

He was kind of cute. Glasses were a little on the big side. Outfit was actually ok. Conversation was so completely lacking. It's terribly awkward when you keep drinking the $10 glass of so-cheap-its-practically-undrinkable wine just to have something to do rather than try to fill the silence with words. The other thing, and this will be the second time I've actually witnessed this trait on a guy (once last year with "Basil Guy"), is that he kind of talked with a lisp. Not like an "every word" kind of lisp...but just a geeky lisp on some words. I don't know what that's about, but it doesn't exactly scream "I want to see you again!" Frankly, I don't think he was that into me either. After the one drink, we quickly went to the subway and said our goodbyes. See ya!

Jurassic Park was very different. We immediately had a great time. Obviously our conversation was fantastic...."what dinosaur would you be...what was your favorite as a kid...I once dressed up as a pterodactyl!....did you her about Jurassic Park 4?....I have a poster of charging dinosaurs in my room...I had a dinosaur cake!"......you get the picture. Oh, we talked about other things too...family, work, etc. We laughed, and ended up going out for dinner after drinks. All in all, it went very well. At the end of the night he said he wants to take me to the opera (huge thumbs up!) and I'm really hoping to see him again. We shall see.

Right now it's officially one week until I leave for California. It's been too long! I'm so excited to sit by the fire, de-stress, and eat tons of cookies!

Holiday feelings!

Hello blog world,
After laying in bed for almost 3 days recovering from some sort of fever/flu, I am so happy to be vertical! A friend of mine at work just reminded me that I'll be home in about two weeks and I got so excited! I haven't been home in a whole year. That's the longest I've ever been away in my life. So I'm overcome with excitement and, as my friend M puts it, "holiday feelings."

While it won't really feel like Christmas until I get home, I wanted to post a couple of things that I love!

1) OPI glitter nail polish is the shit. I got my nails painted green with gold sparkles while I was in DC and it looks great. I can't wait to do another color, like this:


I also wanted to leave you with one of my favorite Christmas songs in a capella:
(I also want to add subtext that I'm not religious, I just love this song. Also I
don't know what the heck these images are)




AND later this week my girlfriends and I are planning to go look at all the cutsey window displays! Yay!

My life is boring...

I was on the phone with my mom last night and she asked me why I hadn't been making any blog posts recently. My excuse: nothing interesting is going on in my life at the moment.

"What about your trip to DC?"

Ok, yes, I took a trip to DC for Thanksgiving. I stayed at my aunt's house and had a lot of fun and the two of us drank a lot of wine. As a result, I have given up drinking. Until last night when I had a glass of wine. But it was only one so it doesn't count! Anyway, ya. My trip was fun, yet uneventful aside from my grandparents (who have been divorced for...40ish years?) making out after Thanksgiving dinner. Chills. No, really...chills.

Let's see what else...work is slow right now. Nothing really exciting happening there. Dating life is nonexistent. No, seriously. I did go one one date two weeks ago and I haven't heard from him since, nor do I care if I do. In a city jammed full of 8 million people and, what I have to believe, at least 3 million men, I can say with confidence that at least 98% of them are undatable. This leaves 2%. If anyone knows which city hot spots they frequent, please feel free to send me a note.

So there you have it.

My interesting tidbit for the day:

This morning my alarm went off at 6:30. My brain pleaded with me to get out of bed and work out. Just do something! Even 8 minute abs! Come on, Nygirl3!!

Nope. Nope. What did I do? Some of you would automatically assume I went straight to sleep. But no, not me. I turned on my computer and watch the two most recent episodes of American Horror Story (fantastic show by the way). You know, to get into the holiday spirits. Yep, it feels like December.

...or at least it's really difficult to get out of bed when it's pitch black outside and freezing.