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Tuesday, March 28, 2006

All the cards are on the table?

Last night, on March 27, 2006, I invited Roman to go have a drink with Mallory and Chris. At first, we went to O'Regans, but there was a live band there, so we ended up going to Peel pub for cheap pitchers. So, I would say about an hour and a half to two hours at the bar, Roman told me, "We need to talk." I was a bit intrigued about what he had to say, I was thinking that he wanted to make some conversation, since Chris and Mallory were talking. But, what Roman meant was that we needed to talk about where this is headed. He laid all his cards on the table. He told me that he likes me, as well as someone else, and that I'm "number two". He says that he doesn't mean that I'm "number two" in a bad way, and that he has hurt a lot of people over the past four weeks. He said that he didn't want to hurt me. He told me that he likes my healthy lifestyle, the fact that I work out and train, my personality, and he believes that honesty is really the best policy. He would rather someone be honest than be polite. He also told me that he was very surprised no one wanted to date me from speed dating. He told me that out of 29 people, no one wanted to date me. He also told me that I am good looking, but looks are not my strongest suit, my personality was. I told him that I have never lied to him, and that I was dating someone as well. At that moment, he looked a bit hurt, but then I told him that I felt more of a connection with him, and he brightened up again, since he knows that I feel more chemistry with him. He asked me if there was some other people I liked from speed dating, and I told him that I liked one other person, but since he didn't want anything to do with me, I sort of gave up on the idea.

Where we stand right now, I guess, is this: He asked me to be patient with him, which of course I will be, and he promised me that he'll let me know his "decision".

Although, last night, we left the bar at about 3:00 a.m., so he asked to stay at my place. So, I let him stay, and though we slept beside each other, nothing happened. (And I didn't expect anything to happen, I offered him a place to sleep, and that's all I did. I don't know if he was expecting something more. But again, I promised I wouldn't take advantage of him)

Went to see Brokeback Mountain, and won a free donut from Tim Horton's Roll Up the Rim to win.

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