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This is a look through my dating past.  Some names have been changed or omitted.  And as long as my memory serves me right, this should be a complete list (as of posting it) and in chronological order.

I’m starting this from my college years – but if you really want to know I had 12 “boyfriends/relationships” before then (with the first being in 1997).   I’m not really counting those as anything too significant.  Anyway.  The list is 2003 – Present.  (Most of which is post-college, 2007 and forward.)  Here we go…

The Ex (Sean) – My first and only college boyfriend.  We started dating the second or third week into my frosh year.  I was quickly enamored with this mutton-chopped guy with a blue Mohawk.  We dated on and off until the summer after my sophomore year – after he had graduated.  He was my first, as I was his.  I was in love, or what I thought was love.  He wasn’t.  So he ended.  It was the right thing.

GC#1 – He had graduated before me, and was visiting campus… we were at a party together, and this is when beer decided to end out friendship… So after two beers I was drunk.  (Not sloppy drunk, but still feeling it.)  We decided to head back to my room, where lots and lots and lots of making out happened.

GC#2 – He was a class or two below me, and had a little bit of a reputation around campus.  We had made out after the Halloween progressive, and on our way back to the dorms he got distracted by a group of girls in his class.  Anyway, senior year we hooked up on night.  We had this ‘flirt-hate’ relationship, and that night it was flirt, which lead to “come over”, which lead to…. Yeah….

GC#3 – Another guy a class below me.  And another one I had made out with during my junior year.  Fast forward to after I had moved away to the city and I’m visiting for a friend’s wedding.  At the After-Reception Party, we made eyes, flirted a little, then I went back to my friend’s house… where he latter ended up.  And I ended up doing something on the front porch… A show for all the Main Street truckers?

The Rocker – Met him craigslist.  Long hair, about my height.  The first date we ended up meeting one of his friends and seeing Transformers together.  We sort of stayed friends until a few months later.. then I went over to his house, stayed the night, fooled around… then we sort of lost contact.

The Lost Child – Met him on craigslist too.  Showed up wearing a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles shirt.  He ate my ramen (DON’T BE GROSS!).  We watched Milo & Otis together.  Pretty sure we made out some.  Also fell asleep together.  He had no direction in life.

The Crazy One – Met him on craigslist as well.  He had been discharged from the army.  He wore crazy platform goth boots shipped from Italy.  He played synth in some weird religious goth band.  We made out.  I told him no sex ‘cause I didn’t want to rush things again.  Using the word “again” sent him off because apparently I have baggage… however it should be said that I wasn’t allowed to cheat on him because that’s happened to him in the past… Also, he considered making out more intimate than sex.  Called it “soul kissing”…  I stopped meeting people from craigslist after this.

The Virginian – Met him through okc.  He was older, 30… But a lot of fun to hang out with.  We got coffee, went back to his place, watched a movie, made out a lot… I stayed the night.  He slept over at my place at least once.  Outside of making out nothing ever happened.  Decided we were better as friends.

Shipping Room Guy – One of my co-workers at the University.  We went to a Hawks game together with other co-workers.  He, myself, and another one of the shipping guys went back to his house.  Got really drunk.  A bit of making out and wondering hands.  Yep.

Douchebag #1 & Douchbag #2 – I was really drunk. I don’t want to talk about it.

Adam – Met him through my friend Dan (who I met online).  Only made out a few times.  Some wondering hands too.  But we’re just friends.

Potluck Guy #1 – Met through Dan.  He drove me home one night, and was a bit too tired and well, drunk, to drive back home so he stayed over (in the living room)… but not before a goodnight make out session.

Potluck Guy #2 – Met through Dan.  He hosted the potluck with his roommate.  After a decent amount of wine… well… yeah… Lots-o-making out.  He came over to my place once for a date of sorts, aka more making out.  Decided maybe we were better as friends.

Sweater Boy – Met online.  Went on one date to see my friend Andy’s band play.  He’s getting his MFA in Creative Writing, so we talked a lot about writing and literature.  Train gets to my stop and I ask if he wants to come over.  Things ended up in the bedroom.

The Neighbor – Met online.  We exchanged a lot of emails and IMed a lot before we finally met in person.  And well, had and I had an arrangement.  F-buddies and nothing more.  I had a first with him too… and was caught off guard when it happened.

One of the guys from the concert – Met him at a Mucca Pazza concert.  Made out with him and another guy at the show.  This one came home with me.  Only made out… just wasn’t feelin’ it.

Mr. Funny – Met online.  We had a shared love of China, since we had both been there.  Chemistry in the bedroom just wasn’t there…

The Bandmate – Met through my band, obviously.  He was leaving and so we went out with another friend of ours… After making out for a while, I decided to give him a little going away present… in our friend’s car… (SORRY!)

The Boy – Met online.  You’ve read a lot about him already.  There was happiness, then not so happiness.  Then no talking, then talking again, then hooking up.  We still talk occasionally.

The one I almost killed – Met online.  Walked to the lake, talked, decided to come back to my house… fooled around… then he almost died of an allergic reaction to my cats.  It wasn’t like I didn’t tell him have TWO cats…

The Idiot – Met through my brother.  We fooled around after my brother’s wedding reception… and then he came to visit… I wasn’t feeling it… and then he threatened to sue me, you remember that, right?

The Comedian – Met online.  Went out for drinks at the bar near my house… went back to my house to make out… then hooked up.

Frank – Met through his sister/online.  I really enjoyed my time with him… things just didn’t work out.

The Musician – Met through mutual friends/musicians.  He was older, really sweet, and a giver.  Really enjoyed my time with him… and well, things in the bedroom were great too.  He’s now dating another friend of mine, and I think they’re a great and cute couple.

The Hacker – Met online.  Turns out we have some mutual friends.  Made out some… but decided it wasn’t right.

4-Day – Met online.  Got all caught up in the romantic acts, the flowers and him being sweet.  He is a really sweet guy, just not the right one for me.  Oh, we hooked up.  Duh.

The Macedonian – Met at a Mucca Pazza concert.  Went back to his house, hooked up, left my phone at his place.  I went to get it the next day, and stayed over again.  Not the story you were hoping for?  We just started talking at the concert, and at one point he asked if I wanted to make out.  Make out with a sexy European dude? YES.  After the show, I didn’t realize we were going back to his place, I thought we were going to meet his friends at another bar.  He’s got an adorable dog, which seemed to take to me really quickly.  He smokes, and smokes pot – two qualities I don’t necessarily like, but tolerate.  He brings me coffee in bed, after we wake up (generally near or after noon).  We talk about music, random life stuff, and I ask about Macedonian a lot.  I haven’t seen him in a while, but we text every once in a while.  I don’t really know what he’s looking for, or (honestly) what I want from it.

Jaron – Met in college.  He was in Sean’s class, and well he was closer friends with Sean than with me.  We’ve been reconnecting online a lot lately.  A LOT.   He’s cute, and funny, and I get unbelievably excited when I get an email or IM or @-reply from him…  It’s still all very new so the butterflies are very much present.  I’ve always had a weakness for GC guys – it’s just nice to have someone who shares some of the same ideals I do, or at least understands them.  But in our reconnecting we’ve found a lot in common (like our shared loathing for cilantro).  I haven’t seen him in about five years. He’s coming to visit me really soon.  He doesn’t live in the city.  So if things were to happen, there are some things to think about and discuss.  But, regardless, I’m excited to see him… and it might not need to be said… but I really like him…

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