I’ve decided to become a collector. Oh, I’ve been collecting keyrings for decades (jeez, it always makes me feel old when I say crap like that!) No, I’ve decided to become a collector of men. Currently, I have two men in my life. And yet, I was home alone on Friday evening. Lame! So, I’ve decided to collect a slew of men so that on any given night, if I want someone to watch a movie with, I can.
I think I need to start naming them. My FWB will be Mr. Emo. My FB will be Mr. Stud.
And then, I added at least two more, this weekend, possibly 4.
Mr. Florida is the one I’m most excited about, and yet I have mixed emotions. He actually lives in the far corner of the country from me. He’s coming in to town next weekend (our Meet and Greet is scheduled already). He will visit again in a few months, with the possibility of moving here. Now, this sounds great if I were looking for an LTR or if I were any good at long distance relationships (I SUCK at them!) So, he won’t be around on any given Friday night to keep me company. It’s a weird setup and I don’t know how long I will be chatting with him. But, next Sunday (assuming he’s not a scammer and it does pan out) might be really fun.
Mr. Poof is… hard to figure out. We chatted a couple of years ago. I thought we were getting along great, then **poof** he disappears. Suddenly, he just reappeared, wanting to meet me. I told him I’m only looking for FWB and he jumped all over that, implying that he needed to meet me A.S.A.P. I asked him how long it would take him to meet me at Starbucks and… wait for it… **poof** He contacted me later, telling me his Internet went down and he didn’t have any other way of contacting me. What adult in today’s world (and he’s a computer geek – mind you) doesn’t have a smart phone? What he’s said this time matches up with what he said last time, making me think he’s not a scammer, but this inability to meet me makes me think he is. So, time will tell.
There’s Mr. Kasual. I can’t figure him out, either. He approached me (before I changed my profile to reflect what it is I want from a man), telling me he was looking for a FWB. Some days, we have these great conversations and then we’ll go for a week without talking. I’ve known him for a few weeks and we’ve not met yet (I always meet right away). I’m not exactly sure what it is he wants or what kind of game he’s playing. I’m not getting hurt by it, so I’m letting it play out.
There’s Mr. Meat (not what it sounds like). I have yet to meet him. He seems to think he’s all that. I don’t want to be the one to tell him he’s not as sexy as he thinks he is. But, he’s got a tongue piercing and I’ve always wanted to experience that (how awful am I?!) We’ve had scheduling conflicts, and I don’t know that it is going to change soon. I’m not holding my breath, but we’ll see.
And lastly, we have Mr. Delivery. He seems all hot and bothered to meet me, but again – scheduling conflicts. He works nights, sometimes getting off work when I start. I can’t see how it would ever work. But, he keeps contacting me, trying to find a way to meet me. **shoulder shrug**
That feels like an awful lot of men for a women to have in her pocket. The only thing is – I’ve only met two of them. The rest are still question marks. So, do I keep collecting? If I do, I’ll have more men than I know what to do with.
The thing is – I really only need one – the right one. I had one FWB before, and it worked out great. We hung out, we cuddled, we had lots of experimental sex, and our schedules matched up. If only I could find another one like him, I’d be set. Right now, I feel like I’m juggling them all Yesterday, for a moment, I felt like I had to choose between meeting Mr. Poof and hooking up with Mr. Stud. Luckily, Mr. Poof disappeared, so the choice was easy. I’d love it if I just had one so I didn’t have to juggle them all and try to figure out the best way to handle all of them.