Skype dating

Remember the boot fetish guy?  Well he's stuck around so I should probably start referring to him by his name, because if things work out with him I'd hate for everyone to be like, "Steve?  Oh you mean the boot guy!"  So yes, his name is Steve, and we are still communicating regularly.  He's in Germany until late April for work, so we've actually been having Skype dates.

It was bad timing that Steve and I connected online right before he left on a business trip.  I could have told him to get back in touch when he's back in the country, but I was afraid he would lose interest, and I think I might kinda sorta maybe almost like him.  Sure, he drools over women in sexy boots, but maybe there are worse things.  (Actually I've learned there are a LOT of worse things.  I googled "fetish" after writing my first post, because I didn't actually know the definition.  It turns out that Steve doesn't qualify as a fetishist.  Also, there are now a lot of things I wish I could un-see.)  *shudder*

Anyway, Skype dates are better than nothing I guess.  It's sort of like having a face to face conversation, except that you both look like pop stars because you're wearing silly headsets.

 "I'm bringing sexy back..."

It's sort of like a real date, in a way, because you schedule a time to meet, you have to do your hair and put on mascara, and then try to be extra charming for about an hour.  One advantage to Skype dating, though, is that if the conversation goes stale, you can fake a problem with your wireless router and reschedule.  (Not that I've done this.  Just saying.)

Since Steve is from England, he goes back there on weekends while he's in Germany and stays with his mom (I mean "mum").  While I was talking to him on Saturday his mom shouted something and he screamed back "NOT NOW MUM, I'M ON THE PHONE!" but he forgot to cover his mouthpiece.  I nearly peed myself from the volume, and then again from laughing so hard.  How cute is that!  It really takes me back to high school -- Remember when we had to talk to our crushes over the land line, and you'd hear the click of a family member in a different room pick up the phone to use it, and you'd have to yell at them so they'd hear you as they were dialing?  Now I feel really old.

Now I can't remember where I was going with this post.  Hmm.  I do have one worry though... What if I'm already running out of things to talk about and he's stuck over there for another few weeks?  Maybe I should prep some notes before our next Skype date.