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This copy is for your personal non-commercial use only. Tara is a year-old project co-ordinator who lives in Parkdale. I like meeting new people, and having a good time. I like to workout, meet up with friends, or do something special, like rock climb or kayak or go to a cool new restaurant. I met Francis at a charity gala. I was with my girlfriends, but noticed the tall, tanned, blue-eyed hottie right away.
Clearly, he noticed me too. The sexual tension was high, and I could tell he was waiting for the right time or the right amount of liquid courage to make a move. Finally, just before the event was over, he introduced himself and asked if I wanted to grab a drink. Obviously, I said yes. We talked about our careers, where we grew up and where we live. He was the perfect guy, meaning that he had a job, his own place, was close with his family and was remarkably handsome.
I was smitten. After we finished our drinks, he mentioned that he was headed to a bar nearby and asked if I wanted to , along with my girlfriends. With little persuasion, my girlfriends and I made our way to the bar. We danced until last call. He asked me if we could see each other again. I gave him my and, on the spot, we arranged to go on a date the next week.
Francis had suggested going bowling. I was thrilled. The date was initially a bit awkward. On the drive to the bowling alley we talked about the work stresses he faces, his recent month-long trip in Spain and how he wants to adopt a dog. He seemed a little full of himself, to be honest. But then he turned the conversation to me, and asked me questions. I think he talked a lot at first to make me feel comfortable — and without my girlfriends and some drinks to hide behind this time, I was slightly nervous.
We found out that we like a lot of the same music and had attended some of the same music festivals. Francis asked if I had eaten dinner already when we got to the bowling alley. He did not. The food came and I hungrily dug in. Even though I was terrible at bowling, I still had fun. Francis even tried to help me perfect my bowling posture, which was kind of sexy, in a PG kind of way. We laughed at how bad I was and I teased him for being a freakishly good bowler. It was a good date. I nonchalantly asked why he became a vegan, and he said something about wanting to live a holistic life that takes into all living things.
He asked if we could see each other again, and we did, for five weeks. Want to be a dating diarist? datingdiariescontact gmail. Copyright owned or d by Toronto Star Newspapers Limited. All rights reserved. To order copies of Toronto Star articles, please go to: www. By Special to the Star Sat. Report an error. Journalistic Standards. About The Star. More Life. Top Stories. About Feedback. Toronto Star Newspapers Ltd.Dating diaries toronto star 2017
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