After texting back and forth for almost a month, I finally hooked Soho Jew into asking me out for something somewhat legitimate, rather than just hooking up at his apartment.  It’s an odd situation, as we had hooked up for 5 months, so to back-step towards dating would be quite weird.  That said, I wasn’t ready to settle right back into strictly hooking up, especially knowing he’s on the dating website apparently looking for a relationship.  So we met at a bar around the corner from him, post a beer & barbeque gathering I’d been at (yes, I felt very sexy).  We had one drink, headed back to his place, and made out as soon as the door shut.  Contrary to my aim, I ended up sleeping with him.  I knew it would be good, and it was, plus it wasn’t uncharted territory.  We laid around and caught up some more, talking about some really good things, and then we started on round two… after that, he asked if I wanted to get Pinkberry, so we walked to the one near my apartment, got some, then strolled around the neighborhood talking and eating.  He kissed me goodbye at my doorstep and that was that.  It was as close to a date as I’ll get with him, I’m sure, but I was pleasantly satisfied with the whole situation.  He said he’ll get in touch later this week, but I’m not resting any hope on this. If he does, great, but he’s really busy, constantly travelling, and to be honest, probably not an ideal boy to date for those two reasons.

Completely separate note…

Engaged guy from work:

7/23, 12:30 a.m.- “Have I ever told you how much I sometimes hate my fiancee and that she’s a selfish bitch?”

7/23, 12:34 a.m.- “At any rate, I’m going to touch myself while thinking of you and go to bed. Goodnight.”

Troubled NYU law boy, who has a girlfriend, whom I hadn’t seen for two months until I ran into him at the grocery store on Friday:

7/25, 7:46 p.m.- “sex?”

me, 7:50 p.m.- “how attractive”

him, 7:55 p.m.- “huh?”

him, 7:57 p.m.- “oh, I get it. I retract my previous statement.”

me, 8:01 p.m.- ‘I’m on a date. what happened to the girlfriend?”

him, 8:15 p.m.- “oh. nice. Nothing, other than the fact that she’s a compulsive, selfish bitch.”

him, 9:03 p.m.- “hope the date’s going well. I’m going to cum while thinking about you and go to sleep.”

Okay, so within the same week, the two attached guys who had in some capacity been in my life both called their significant others a “bitch” to me and had also said “I’ll get off to you and go to sleep”.  How similar they are.  I’m offended and disgusted.  Also, I really hope none of my ex-bf’s were going around calling me a bitch, especially to girls they sexually fantasized about.  Oy vey, men of NYC.