Damn. For the first time in a long time, I wish i had a scarf.

Bah.

I missed most of the "dating sucks, and what the heck is it anyway?" discussion. I even went to a cafe that had WiFi after work and got dinner, but their WiFi wasn't working.

Once there was a woman I had a big crush on, but she didn't feel the same way about me. We hung out together as friends for a while. Once she told me that she admired my approach to dating - that I didn't follow all the dating norms. She said that she needed to follow them to feel comfortable with what was going on or something.

Her comment was interesting - up until that point I never thought of myself as "not following the dating rules."

Almare, I'd play with the dog. Play Fetch, take her for a long walk, cuddle with her, feed her some dog treats. Anything to distract her from missing her "parents."

Does she have some sort of treat that she likes? Dogs are pretty distractable with food. You might trying taking her out of the room with the door, too. Otherwise, just do what I suspect you're already doing - talk to her, pet her, the works. How big a dog? I might suggest a walk, but especially with a larger dog, I'd be leery of doing that in case she managed to get away.

Her comment was interesting - up until that point I never thought of myself as "not following the dating rules."

Did she give you any how-so info, as to how your approach was different?

Did she give you any how-so info, as to how your approach was different?

No. (Not that I can remember, anyway.)

Maybe it was how I don't approach every woman I'm interested in by immediatly flirting and what-not. That's just a guess.

I guess Xander would say I play my cards close to my chest....

Does she have some sort of treat that she likes?

Tried that. She ate like a small Nubian Troll, but there's food left in the bowl and she started rejecting snacks, so I think she's over the binging stage.

You might trying taking her out of the room with the door, too.

The rooms all interconnect execpt for a small, clastrophobic bathroom, and the bedroom that has nearly zero floor space.

I might suggest a walk, but especially with a larger dog, I'd be leery of doing that in case she managed to get away.

My dog, Jay, once managed to drag a 160 pound dog walker over twelve feet of pavement to smell the cool looking bush. Needless to say, I can handle big dogs, and I will never have a dog walker again.

Daisy, whom I've known from a puppy, has stayed over about three to eight weeks with me, every year of her life. She's refusing to play with Kay. She's sulking every where, and this is the first time she has ever been so depressed in such a soft peroid of time. Do you guys think a round of Fetch would work? Daisy is such a dear, and I do want to cheer her up.

She's so much better behaved than Yinnie, the other dog I dog sit. Yinnie steals panties.

I'd be hard pressed to name dating norms. I know of dating hearsay, and dating cliche's, but I'm probably oblivious to "norms."

My sister's Saint Bernard (I call him "The Pony") eats my niece's panties. They find them later (much later) in the yard. Along with the... you know where I'm going with this.

I'm shrift when it comes to the dating. Why bother, argh. Too much like work. Also, I'm a control freak and other people's responses are outside my control.

But shrift needs to know that her job skills are legion, and she deserves far more than she gets in props or cash.

And I'm stupid and there's no WAY I'm getting this report out tomorrow. I'm doomed.

Do the "dating not worth it" people know about quirkyalone?