I might have said it here, or I might have said it on FB, or maybe I just verbally said to someone, that if you give them enough rope, they'll hang themself. Tonight, Gruen effecively hung himself.
How did he do this you ask? He added my friend, Miss B on the website and started talking to her. Now, as it turns out, she happens to know someone who was conned by Gruen. And this person knows someone else who was also conned by him too.
So all four of us girls had a huge chat on MSN and compared stories. Turns out, he's told the same stories to them, or similar ones, although I didn't get the "I have cancer" or the "my grandmother died" sob stories perhaps he was saving those little gems up for a rainy day. He's apparently never been overseas. In fact, he's apparently currently been convicted on fraud charges - anyone know how to confirm if this is true? Surely its a matter of public record... And apparently he's dated several women at once (although he did tell me this himself). He also apparently does not even have a car, and they're not even sure whether he even has a license. And, as I suspected, there is no apartment in the city, and he is dead broke.
It sounds as though I was lucky to be suspicious of him. As the saying goes, "Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you". He's really screwed over some really great chicks, and that makes me angry. One chick lost $170 to him, although as we both figure, sounds like it was $170 worth spending to get rid of him. One of them knows his parents so called them up and told them he was on the website duping more women.
Next thing I know, he's deleted or suspended his account, and he sends me a text message saying "your funny" (yes spelt incorrectly too - that was another thing thats bothered me)... I feigned ignorance because I have an evil plan. He originally said to leave him alone, but when I replied saying I was confused because only an hour previously he wanted to make a go of us as a relationship (this was all part of my plan). He said he'll talk to me tomorrow. I hope so. I have an evil plan of revenge to enact tomorrow night if he'll meet me tomorrow night.
Its such a pity too - he is such a good kisser. As I said in previous posts, when he kisses me, I can feel it all through my body, it takes my breath away. Perhaps that in itself, is the greatest disappointment.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
The Life Coach
has added me on Facebook... I accepted him and put him on Limited Profile so he cant see anything. I wanted to do the Facebook trawl through photos...
And boy does that man make we wanna do bad things...
And boy does that man make we wanna do bad things...
Hell hath no fury...
Stay tuned people...
Developing story about Gruen is on its way...
The gut is always right, fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it...
Developing story about Gruen is on its way...
The gut is always right, fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it...
The Muso
just called me from his home phone. He's out of credit hence the no reply.
And yes, he's still very interested, and I feel bad because I totally just blew him off (and not in the way that men like to be, well blown...)
I'm a busy woman, and with the wedding this weekend my time this week is limited.
And yes, he's still very interested, and I feel bad because I totally just blew him off (and not in the way that men like to be, well blown...)
I'm a busy woman, and with the wedding this weekend my time this week is limited.
The Life Coach
Has cancelled tonight, as he's apparently gotten home to a mess with a new house mate. We're rescheduling.
Three men in one weekend
Let me introduce you to "The Muso", the blue fish in the fishbowl. The Muso is 33 and lives at Toowong. He plays guitar in a band. We have great conversations, deep and meaningfuls that he once referred to as a "mindfuck". Of course I thought he was meaning that I was messing with his head in a bad way by sending mixed signals but he clarified for me that it was a good thing, and more like we were having sex with our minds and not our bodies... yes, I thought it was a little cliche too...
We caught up for a drink after work on Friday and I was somewhat disappointed to discover that, from my perspective, there just wasn't the chemistry in person that there was online. We had a good chat none the less, and he did come back to my place, but we didn't do anything (I'm getting much better at the sleeping-in-the-same-bed-and-not-doing-anything thing lately..). I got the impression that perhaps he had a different view about the chemistry between us, but given I haven't heard from him yet which is a little unusual for him, perhaps I got it wrong. I'll wait and see.
Last night, the X Factor came over. He brought some movies over but we ended up having a D&M instead and didn't end up seeing anything. He is such a great listener. When I talk to him, I really feel like he is listening to what I'm saying. And, I've said this once before, but I'll say it again, he's really good to sleep beside. He just holds me the entire night. We slept in this morning which was nice, and then went and had brunch at Mt Ommaney. I probably won't see him again now for a couple of weeks because I've got so much on. He smells soooo nice, and as I write this, I can still smell him, even though he's been gone for a couple hours. It's the one thing I both love and hate about the way some men smell. When they're here I just can't get enough of them, and when they leave, their scent lingers and makes me long for them.
And, finally, let me introduce you to another fish who I'll be adding to my little fish tank... "The Life Coach". The Life Coach is 29, and has a degree in psychology. He has also studied NLP and has his own business in life coaching. Of course, I had to google NLP to find out exactly what it is... and lucky I did because I realised very quickly that he was using NLP techniques on me!! What a mind fuck, as the Muso referred to it... It feels like such a challenge, and definitely good sport.
He's been in Port Mac for a few days on holidays and he came back this afternoon. We might be going to the movies tonight at South Bank if he's not too tired. He's going to let me know.
So, can I do it? Fit three men into one weekend? I would like to think I can...
We caught up for a drink after work on Friday and I was somewhat disappointed to discover that, from my perspective, there just wasn't the chemistry in person that there was online. We had a good chat none the less, and he did come back to my place, but we didn't do anything (I'm getting much better at the sleeping-in-the-same-bed-and-not-doing-anything thing lately..). I got the impression that perhaps he had a different view about the chemistry between us, but given I haven't heard from him yet which is a little unusual for him, perhaps I got it wrong. I'll wait and see.
Last night, the X Factor came over. He brought some movies over but we ended up having a D&M instead and didn't end up seeing anything. He is such a great listener. When I talk to him, I really feel like he is listening to what I'm saying. And, I've said this once before, but I'll say it again, he's really good to sleep beside. He just holds me the entire night. We slept in this morning which was nice, and then went and had brunch at Mt Ommaney. I probably won't see him again now for a couple of weeks because I've got so much on. He smells soooo nice, and as I write this, I can still smell him, even though he's been gone for a couple hours. It's the one thing I both love and hate about the way some men smell. When they're here I just can't get enough of them, and when they leave, their scent lingers and makes me long for them.
And, finally, let me introduce you to another fish who I'll be adding to my little fish tank... "The Life Coach". The Life Coach is 29, and has a degree in psychology. He has also studied NLP and has his own business in life coaching. Of course, I had to google NLP to find out exactly what it is... and lucky I did because I realised very quickly that he was using NLP techniques on me!! What a mind fuck, as the Muso referred to it... It feels like such a challenge, and definitely good sport.
He's been in Port Mac for a few days on holidays and he came back this afternoon. We might be going to the movies tonight at South Bank if he's not too tired. He's going to let me know.
So, can I do it? Fit three men into one weekend? I would like to think I can...
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
And the plot thickens Part 3
Gruen and I had our first arguments yesterday. On that basis alone, I've decided to walk away. This is why...
On Monday when we caught up, Gruen asked if I would go out to dinner with him tonight, on the Gold Coast with clients of his. The suggestion from him was that I would stay at his apartment that night.
It was of course, of little surprise then, that he started to set it up yesterday so that he'd bail on me again. By email yesterday morning, he said that he had to be at the airport by 3pm to catch a flight to Auckland but that he'd be back, ideally, by lunch time.
He then emails me after 4pm saying that he wasn't able to make that flight and that he'd probably fly later that night. I replied and asked whether this meant I should make other plans because surely he wouldnt make it to NZ, meet with people, and get back to Brisbane by this afternoon...
He got really defensive and shitty (and in some respect, probably because he felt as though he was being criticised, which, well, he was...) and replied to my email and just told me to do what I want. It was clear from the email he was annoyed. I sent him an email before I left work to say I'd be somewhere at 6.30 but that he could call or text me before then. He messaged me while I was on the train to say I hoped I had a good day. When I asked if he was shitty at me, he replied with a really cranky message. Complete over reaction to the situation. Of course I responded with what I think was a reasonable response about how it makes me feel when he cancels on me. It was still clear he was annoyed so I left it.
At 5.45 he said he was catching the plane in an hour. This checks out with the flight timetables.
He then texts me at 9.15pm last night to say he was in Auckland. I asked him to get me a postcard from the airport... Figured this was a sure fire way of getting evidence, if he brought one back with him. He wants me to call him because it'll be cheaper for me to call him while he's there. I told him I had to go out because I was meeting Miss L and Miss S for coffee, to which he gets really upset that I've made these plans and that he has made time for me, and gone straight back to the hotel instead of going for after dinner drinks.
So, he leaves Brisbane at 6.45pm, on a 3 hour flight, and manages to get dinner and text me by 9.15pm? Does this seem suss to you?
Anyway he gets all upset YET AGAIN. Somewhere in all of that, he says that he's tired and feels like he's burning his fuse at both ends. I can't help but think this is nothing more than an excuse for bad behaviour.
I give up on him, go out for coffee, and then come back and end up talking to the Blue Fish til 3am this morning (Blog to come about this).
I sent him a text message when I got home saying I didnt end up making plans with anyone so if he does get back in time for dinner tonight, let me know. No reply.
He sent a blind copy email to me this morning asking for anyone in Auckland to get in touch with him for lunch. This email was sent at 8.14amAEST. That would make it 11.14am Auckland time and he's only just sending an email about lunch? And he was meant to be back by lunchtime here anyway? What the?
I didnt get a reply from him to my text message, til about 5.30pm this afternoon when he tells me that he's just landed but then says he's on the Gold Coast Highway at Robina and going for dinner with the clients... Seems a bit odd that he's JUST landed but yet he's at Robina already... why would he wait til Robina to text me? He then tells me that he moved dinner to 6pm seems I wasn't going anymore. And then he gets shitty because he says he didn't get my message last night, and implies this is my fault.
I dont know, it all just seems like one huge lie after another, and as someone said to me today, it really doesn't matter whether he is telling the truth or not, I dont trust him and thats the most important thing. After his little temper spits over the past two days, I really am even less than impressed, and less inclined than ever to even want to do anymore detective work into this. I really think I'll be telling him next time I see him that he cannot commit to more than 1 night a week to see me and all other times he can't see me and that I do at times have difficulty believing some of the things he says that just don't add up.
I was all for working out the mystery before, but not when he's going to crack little tanties like this over stupid stuff. I wasted 6 months of my life waiting for someone while they finished their thesis, only to find out that the thesis wasn't the problem, it was them. Even giving him the benefit of the doubt that he is telling the truth, I've still got to wait another 5 or so weeks til he supposedly finishes the role he's currently doing. Why would I wait that long only to find out once again, that work wasn't the problem, it was actually Gruen all along...?
And, I want to clear the decks for the Blue Fish... If I get time tomorrow night, I'll give you the low down on him.
Til then,
X
On Monday when we caught up, Gruen asked if I would go out to dinner with him tonight, on the Gold Coast with clients of his. The suggestion from him was that I would stay at his apartment that night.
It was of course, of little surprise then, that he started to set it up yesterday so that he'd bail on me again. By email yesterday morning, he said that he had to be at the airport by 3pm to catch a flight to Auckland but that he'd be back, ideally, by lunch time.
He then emails me after 4pm saying that he wasn't able to make that flight and that he'd probably fly later that night. I replied and asked whether this meant I should make other plans because surely he wouldnt make it to NZ, meet with people, and get back to Brisbane by this afternoon...
He got really defensive and shitty (and in some respect, probably because he felt as though he was being criticised, which, well, he was...) and replied to my email and just told me to do what I want. It was clear from the email he was annoyed. I sent him an email before I left work to say I'd be somewhere at 6.30 but that he could call or text me before then. He messaged me while I was on the train to say I hoped I had a good day. When I asked if he was shitty at me, he replied with a really cranky message. Complete over reaction to the situation. Of course I responded with what I think was a reasonable response about how it makes me feel when he cancels on me. It was still clear he was annoyed so I left it.
At 5.45 he said he was catching the plane in an hour. This checks out with the flight timetables.
He then texts me at 9.15pm last night to say he was in Auckland. I asked him to get me a postcard from the airport... Figured this was a sure fire way of getting evidence, if he brought one back with him. He wants me to call him because it'll be cheaper for me to call him while he's there. I told him I had to go out because I was meeting Miss L and Miss S for coffee, to which he gets really upset that I've made these plans and that he has made time for me, and gone straight back to the hotel instead of going for after dinner drinks.
So, he leaves Brisbane at 6.45pm, on a 3 hour flight, and manages to get dinner and text me by 9.15pm? Does this seem suss to you?
Anyway he gets all upset YET AGAIN. Somewhere in all of that, he says that he's tired and feels like he's burning his fuse at both ends. I can't help but think this is nothing more than an excuse for bad behaviour.
I give up on him, go out for coffee, and then come back and end up talking to the Blue Fish til 3am this morning (Blog to come about this).
I sent him a text message when I got home saying I didnt end up making plans with anyone so if he does get back in time for dinner tonight, let me know. No reply.
He sent a blind copy email to me this morning asking for anyone in Auckland to get in touch with him for lunch. This email was sent at 8.14amAEST. That would make it 11.14am Auckland time and he's only just sending an email about lunch? And he was meant to be back by lunchtime here anyway? What the?
I didnt get a reply from him to my text message, til about 5.30pm this afternoon when he tells me that he's just landed but then says he's on the Gold Coast Highway at Robina and going for dinner with the clients... Seems a bit odd that he's JUST landed but yet he's at Robina already... why would he wait til Robina to text me? He then tells me that he moved dinner to 6pm seems I wasn't going anymore. And then he gets shitty because he says he didn't get my message last night, and implies this is my fault.
I dont know, it all just seems like one huge lie after another, and as someone said to me today, it really doesn't matter whether he is telling the truth or not, I dont trust him and thats the most important thing. After his little temper spits over the past two days, I really am even less than impressed, and less inclined than ever to even want to do anymore detective work into this. I really think I'll be telling him next time I see him that he cannot commit to more than 1 night a week to see me and all other times he can't see me and that I do at times have difficulty believing some of the things he says that just don't add up.
I was all for working out the mystery before, but not when he's going to crack little tanties like this over stupid stuff. I wasted 6 months of my life waiting for someone while they finished their thesis, only to find out that the thesis wasn't the problem, it was them. Even giving him the benefit of the doubt that he is telling the truth, I've still got to wait another 5 or so weeks til he supposedly finishes the role he's currently doing. Why would I wait that long only to find out once again, that work wasn't the problem, it was actually Gruen all along...?
And, I want to clear the decks for the Blue Fish... If I get time tomorrow night, I'll give you the low down on him.
Til then,
X
The Plot Thickens Part 2
Following his 'illness' on Sunday preventing me from staying at his apartment, I was not surprised on Monday when he kept to our original plans of hanging out on Monday night because there was no threat of me staying over.
He tells me that he's got to go overseas next week to London, LA and New Zealand but assures me that he will be back in time to come to a wedding with me on Saturday. Sure, I guess its possible for him to visit all three countries in five days, but how he wouldn't be jetlagged on Saturday seems a little hard to believe don't you think?
Anyway, this aside, we did have a great time, once again on Monday night, and I really think that its only when he talks about his job that my bullshit radar goes into alert - but the mystery remains... why lie about his job? Either he's a pathalogical liar, or he's insecure and thinks that this is the only way women will be interested in him or he doesn't have one at all...
He tells me that he's got to go overseas next week to London, LA and New Zealand but assures me that he will be back in time to come to a wedding with me on Saturday. Sure, I guess its possible for him to visit all three countries in five days, but how he wouldn't be jetlagged on Saturday seems a little hard to believe don't you think?
Anyway, this aside, we did have a great time, once again on Monday night, and I really think that its only when he talks about his job that my bullshit radar goes into alert - but the mystery remains... why lie about his job? Either he's a pathalogical liar, or he's insecure and thinks that this is the only way women will be interested in him or he doesn't have one at all...
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
And the plot thickens... Part 1
Last week, Gruen suggested we go to GOMA on Sunday afternoon and after that, we'd spend the rest of the afternoon hanging out, have dinner together and then I'd stay at his apartment for the night.
On Saturday, I received a text message from him saying that he had a headache and a temperature. Next thing I know, he's apparently at the doctor getting antibiotics. When I joked, "you're not a hypochondriac are you?" to which he replied that he was going to get something to knock it on its head before it got too bad because he wouldn't have time this week to be sick, or to go to the doctor.
I had a feeling he was setting the scene to cancel on me on Sunday and I was once again proven right when I was woken by a text message at 8am Sunday morning saying that he'd been vomiting all night and had diarrhea. He said he'd go back to bed and hopefully by the afternoon he'd feel well enough to see me, to which I replied he'd be better off getting better - lets face it, if he was lying, there was no way he was ever going to see me, and if he wasn't lying, having just gotten over a cold, I didnt want to catch a bug too!
Then he messages me Sunday arvo to say that he is at the hospital and on a drip from dehydration. I find that bit difficult to believe.
I've got to run, but when I have time I'll write more about what has happened since then. And I'll blog about this blue fish I added to the bowl.
xxx
On Saturday, I received a text message from him saying that he had a headache and a temperature. Next thing I know, he's apparently at the doctor getting antibiotics. When I joked, "you're not a hypochondriac are you?" to which he replied that he was going to get something to knock it on its head before it got too bad because he wouldn't have time this week to be sick, or to go to the doctor.
I had a feeling he was setting the scene to cancel on me on Sunday and I was once again proven right when I was woken by a text message at 8am Sunday morning saying that he'd been vomiting all night and had diarrhea. He said he'd go back to bed and hopefully by the afternoon he'd feel well enough to see me, to which I replied he'd be better off getting better - lets face it, if he was lying, there was no way he was ever going to see me, and if he wasn't lying, having just gotten over a cold, I didnt want to catch a bug too!
Then he messages me Sunday arvo to say that he is at the hospital and on a drip from dehydration. I find that bit difficult to believe.
I've got to run, but when I have time I'll write more about what has happened since then. And I'll blog about this blue fish I added to the bowl.
xxx
Monday, March 1, 2010
New fish added to the bowl
I've added another fish to the bowl - will blog about him another night when I have more time.
And there's a Gruen update on the way - might wait til Thursday night for that one.
And there's a Gruen update on the way - might wait til Thursday night for that one.
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