Cute Boy, oh cute boy! (Saga of the hair dye)

So, I had quite the whirlwind flirtationship last year. We actually never did meet face-to-face & right about now, I can sit back and be more than thankful for that.

There were a few times where we came close, but the first time he chickened out. Second time, I started getting a weird vibe and cancelled at the last minute - very much unlike me. (I'm a stickler for keeping plans and being punctual. In fact, I'm completely OCD about being punctual, which fortunately tends to work in my favor. ;)) I have learned in recent years to trust my gut instinct about things. I started to doubt them, but fortunately they smacked me right in the face & pretty much screamed - DON'T. DO. IT. So I didn't. CB had a complete and utter flip out a few days later and that was the end of that.

You know, I don't even know where to begin with this...

He was pretty close to what I wanted in a guy. Tall, intelligent, witty, sweet, sensitive, caring, educated. Did I mention hot? The kind of man I could take home to my picky parents & they would have been over the moon.

What I didn't see at first, was that psychotic was also lurking below the surface. He flipped out on me a few times with regards to my personal beliefs (abortion, gay rights/marriage, etc.) You have to understand, I'm more socially liberal than not. However, if someone can at least respect my beliefs, even if they differ from theirs, I can live with that. A line was crossed when I was called a "baby murderer" because I am pro-choice (even though he knew, that in terms of for myself, I'm pro-life.) I didn't speak to him for a few days after that.

He ended up apologizing and sending some super sucky text message (which I didn't save.) I think he had a good sense of who I was & wormed his way back in by sending the following:

I like you. I have so much enjoyed the freedom of unrestrained talking. To be me. With you. It's been so cool. Anyone I've met recently, I have told first thing and very specifically that I am not interested in a romantic relationship. Curiously, I have not told this to you. I don't understand that...

Pitter patter. Sappy. Just the kind of things girls like to hear. So being smrt, instead of smart, I kept talking to him. The flirting & attention was wonderful. I can admit that I'm now missing that. *lol*

I won't get into the nitty gritty of things falling apart between us. It was just weird, but a weight was lifted off my shoulders when we agreed to go our separate ways.

Shame though, because he was pretty damn cute. Wasn't he, girls?! ;)

Lesson learned: Run far, far away from straight guys who color & highlight their hair.