Officially on vacation today. Slept 'til noon. I guess I was tired. Still been going out a lot. Last night was tazza for the jazz jam. Monday, a bunch of us went out to celebrate a friend's birthday. Before that was the weekend - you know how that goes!
Last night at tazza I started talking to a girl, Liza, next to me at the bar. She's young - at least to me. Bear in mind, I'm an accredited geezer her on SG. She's still in college. It was fun talking to her. I must admit, it was tough concentrating since her rack was spilling out of her shirt and screaming for attention. Even the bartender, Sarah, commented on it later. After Liza left, the guys wanted to know what happened (the guys range in age from 30 - 42, so I am the old man of the group). I told them nothing - we were talking. They all think I should have done something more.
That become a discussion of age. Over in the dating group there's a thread about age. The formula is half plus 7 (half your age plus 7 years is supposed to be acceptable). This girl was no where near that. My friends all said it didn't matter. Even Sarah said it shouldn't matter. Maybe I was just reminded about the last one - Rose. I was with her - off and on - for the last 5 years. She was about that age (turned 25 in January). Totally different personalities - but maybe I just don't want to be reminded. Maybe it was just that Liza was fun, but I wasn't really interested. OK - she was HOT and young, so I definitely would have enjoyed hooking up. Am I more interested in relationships than fucking?
Sucks that I'm still thinking about the girl. Haven't seen her since December. The day after Christmas. Txt every now and then. Never goes well. Was talking to her mother this week. At least I know she is doing well.
Off to Vermont tomorrow for a couple of days.
Last night at tazza I started talking to a girl, Liza, next to me at the bar. She's young - at least to me. Bear in mind, I'm an accredited geezer her on SG. She's still in college. It was fun talking to her. I must admit, it was tough concentrating since her rack was spilling out of her shirt and screaming for attention. Even the bartender, Sarah, commented on it later. After Liza left, the guys wanted to know what happened (the guys range in age from 30 - 42, so I am the old man of the group). I told them nothing - we were talking. They all think I should have done something more.
That become a discussion of age. Over in the dating group there's a thread about age. The formula is half plus 7 (half your age plus 7 years is supposed to be acceptable). This girl was no where near that. My friends all said it didn't matter. Even Sarah said it shouldn't matter. Maybe I was just reminded about the last one - Rose. I was with her - off and on - for the last 5 years. She was about that age (turned 25 in January). Totally different personalities - but maybe I just don't want to be reminded. Maybe it was just that Liza was fun, but I wasn't really interested. OK - she was HOT and young, so I definitely would have enjoyed hooking up. Am I more interested in relationships than fucking?
Sucks that I'm still thinking about the girl. Haven't seen her since December. The day after Christmas. Txt every now and then. Never goes well. Was talking to her mother this week. At least I know she is doing well.
Off to Vermont tomorrow for a couple of days.