I am Recovering

[recovering]

My friend just got back in town and after I picked him up from the airport we decided to grab something to eat. I should have known his choice would be Hooter's. I've personally seen him pick up chicks from this place and have them in bed that night. I figured what the hell, I'll try a few canned lines on the waitress and see what happens.

We get there and take our seats. We get an 8.5 as our waitress. She had tons of makeup on so could have easily been a 7.5 or 9. Really could have gone eitherway. I personally think most women look better without makeup or very little.

So, she sits down with us and instead of us jumping right into what we wanted to drink, we chat her up and get a feel for her. Nothing crazy, but plain jane conversation. She's friendly and fun. Our conversation turns to relationships and I throw in the jealous girlfriend routine.

Me: Alright... let me get your opinion on something since we're talking about this.
Her: Ok...
Me: I have a friend who has a girlfriend. Now, my friend is still friends with his ex. Do you think this is ok?
Her: Oh noooo... I couldn't deal with my boyfriend still being friends with his ex
Me: Alright, even though I already know the answer to this question, I'll ask any way... What do you think about my friend still having pics of his ex in a shoebox along with love letters and stuff. Now, I don't mean nudes or anything, but regular pics. Would that be ok?
Her: Nope... I'd make him get rid of it if he wanted to stay with me
Me: Interesting... so are you still friends with any of your ex's?
Her: Yeah
Me: Wow... and you actually think it's fair that you can be friends with your ex, but he can't? Wow... I can already see that you're one of those...
Her: *laughs*

She leaves and comes back later and asks if we're ready for drinks yet. I order sangria and my friend orders a beer. When she brings the drinks, she says that she's jealous that I'm drinking sangria in front of her. I offer for her to come have a glass with me already knowing that she wouldn't be able to.

Me: We can grab a glass later. What time do you get off?
Her: Well, we close at 10
Me: So what time do you get off?
Her: Maybe around 10:30
Me: Alright then.... We'll go have a drink around 10:30 then
Her: Yeah... Ok...

She leaves again and comes back and we still haven't even taken a look at our menus. We continue to conversate. My friend is throwing in his two cents here and there. Being that we're in Hooters the conversation steers towards boobs.

Me: So, you don't think it's bad for girls to get a boob job?
Her: No... I think it's ok
Me: Would you get yours done?
Her: Maybe later down the road. Like after I have kids and stuff.
Me: Why do you think most girls get them done?
Her: Women like to feel good about themselves.
Me: Do you feel good about yourself?
Her: I guess I feel alright
Me: Well let's put it to the test. You like test?
Her: Who really likes tests?
Me: I know right... but I promise this will be quick and painless.
Her: Ok
Me: Pretend you're driving through an empty desert. As your driving you see a cube. How big is it? Is it like the ice in my drink, size of a car, house, huge building?
Her: It's 5x5
Me: Different way of describing your CUBE, but ok... Now what color is it?
Her: It's pink!!
Me: Your favorite color huh?
Her: Yeah *she shows me her nails. they aren't long, and the paint is chipping*
Me: Cool.. last question... is your cube transparent? Can you see through it or is it solid?
Her: It's solid.
Me: Alrighty then... you ready to find out what all this means?
Her: Yeah
Me: Alright... your cube is 5x5, which isn't very big, but not small either and that pretty much means that you think of yourself as an average person. *I don't look for confirmation*. Next you said your cube was pink. Now this color represents fun and outgoing. Lastly, you said your cube was solid. So I would say that you're guarded. You don't let people into your life easily. But once they are, you'd do anything for them. So what do you think?
Her: I don't think any of that is really me. I'm not guarded at all.
Me: Oooooookay then
Her: Did you just make that up just now
Me: Of course not. This high level psycology here!!
Her: alright then *and she takes off to the next table*

By the time she comes back, we're ready to order. We get our food and shortly after she said that she's going on break and another waitress would be taking over for her.

We finish our food, but still have sangria left. When the waitress comes back, I tell her that we're going to need some to go boxes for our sangria. She laughs and says ok. Another waitress actually brings us some to go cups and we're shocked.

HB8.5 comes back and asks how everything was. I chat her up just a bit more and ask for her number.

Me: You seem pretty cool. We should go get some sangria together sometime. Is there a way I can contact you.
Her: Yeah.. I'll give you my email. It goes to my phone.
Me: Alright... well since you'll already be on your phone, wouldn't it make more since for you to give me your number?
Her: I can't
Me: Ok
Her: My boyfriend might see it.
Me: Your boyfriend goes through your phone?
Her: Yeah
Me: and you let him?
Her: Well....
Me: Wow... so he's the controlling jealous insecure type huh?
Her: He's definately insecure
Me: You say that like it's a good thing? Never knew a girl who'd want a insecure controlling jealous guy.
Her: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: No
Her: Well, if you did, would you want random guys calling her, asking to go out for a drink?
Me: If she told me she was going out with a guy for a drink, I would probably tell her not to come back. All the same, how is giving me your email address which goes to your phone any different than giving me your number, if he checks your phone?

She's stunned at this point.. Complete deer caught in the headlights. I take out my phone.

Me: Alright.. what's your email address?
Her: Here I'll just write it down

She writes down her email address. I tell her it was nice meeting her and we take off. I purposely left the email address on the table. I have a lot more respect for a girl that will outright say no to my advances, than one that will sugar coat crap either to not hurt my feelings, or to feel better about herself.

I see people say this all the time. I should have done this or that, and maybe it would have worked. This is partly true. Maybe if I would have negged her, I would have broken down the wall that she puts up for all the other guys that flirt with her at Hooters. Eitherway, there ya have it.

PEACE!

 

[Soprano]

damn good sh1t

 

[recovering]

So.... remember when I said that I would not be going to the club that those 2 girls from the carribean resturant invited us to? Well, guess what I ended up doing last night? Don't get too excited just yet, I'll save you the read and tell you right now, things didn't go well.

Now, I've been coming down with a cold lately. Feeling aches and pains and coughs. My friend sends me a text message basically saying if I wanted to go to that place. I come straight out and ask him if he really wants to chase this girl. The reply back was "Chase?? They invited us right?" So I was pretty much like wth, let's just see what happens.

So we figure we'd get something to eat first. Guess where we end up? The same carribean resturant. Now, don't get me wrong, the food was good, but really? We sit down and Curly is our waitress tonight. Sister/Hostess is still up front, and Waitress is not at work tonight.

We eat, drink and mess around with Curly. I figure I'd throw in some negs this time around. I can't believe I didn't do this before. It was way too easy to pick and choose with her. Everything about her was pretty much fake. She would come to the table to chat and click her nails on the table.

Me: Your nails look pretty...
Curly: Thank you
Me: You're welcome... are they real?
Curly: *smiles and digs her nails into my hand*
Me: You know, it works better when you do that on the back
Curly: *rakes her nails down my back*
Me: Oh yeah... just like that... now this is the part where I bite your neck and pull your hair!
Curly: *laughs* Dirty boy!
Me: You have no idea!

She comes back later and we chat some more. I neg again.

Me: I'm a sucker for curly hair yanno
Curly: Yeah?
Me: Oh yeah... is it naturally curly?
Curly: Well, blah blah blah kid blah blah grown
Me: Oh... well it still looks nice I guess.

I think she was confused on whether to say thank you or be offended. Anyway, she started going on about her boyfriend. Basically she's used to being in control and this guy bascially put her in her place. Turns out her a singer at the club we were invited to and she wanted to go, but didn't get a response from him when she asked. Well, the response she got was "I'm busy, I'll talk to you later" which seemed like plenty of time to say yes or no. So we got her pumped up and told her she should go. She said she would, but it didn't seem genuine.

So, we get to the club and there are so many women in this place it's crazy. All the same, as I sat and watched, I became afraid to approach. I've been to places like this before and unless you know how to salsa, you aren't getting too far with these women. They seriously come there to dance and as long as you know how, you are pretty much in. They will dance with any and everybody as long as you know how. If you look out at the floor you can see who's enjoying themselves and who's waiting on the song to be over.

Like I said, there are women everywhere, just waiting on someone to ask them to dance. I only know merengue and not very good at that. It seems like everyone knows everyone. You almost afraid to approach for fear of talking to someones girl. I know a lot of people think, "oh, you can just de-escalate the situation with your wing. You can do this or that and the guy won't even know. blah blah blah" Yeah.... Tell that to a guy who doesn't speak english. I literally had a drunk guy come talk to me for a good 5 minutes about my braces. The entire conversation was in spanish and I don't speak a lick of it!

Anyway, I decided that I want to learn how to salsa again. I was taking lessons for about 3 weeks and ended up going on travel. When I got back, I didn't start again.

So, overall here is what we have. Curly never showed up. There are plenty of girls who want to dance on Salsa night. I need to figure out some openers for this environment. I need to work on my negs.

Also on a side note, I've decided that I'm gonna run the same few openers everywhere. Litereally, EVERYWHERE, just so I can perfect them and learn to transition smoothly to a topic that really matters. The best friend test is golden, but you can't just jump right into that. The growing hair opinion, not so much, but one could easily switch to a neg from it. Drug dealer opinion is ok and depends on the age range. Maybe could be something saved for after the walls have been broken just to switch things up a little. I'm gonna work on some more, try some out and see how things go. It's hard just getting out though seeing that I have a couple single friends.

PEACE!

 

[recovering]

So, everytime I see a girl, should I game her? If no, then why is it that everytime I have a conversation with a girl, and don't go for a close, I feel guilty or unsuccessful? Is this what my life is going to become. A constant battle of closing and feeling unsuccessful when I don't.

So yesterday I went for a ride on the motorycle and stopped to get something to eat. As I was pulling into the parking lot, I see a girl pushing a tire down the sidewalk. It was hilarious. She was easily a 9 and this is with plain jane clothes and very light makeup!

As I walk up to the place, she stops at the crosswalk and we strike up a conversation. I couldn't help but to laugh at her. We chatted about her situation. She explained that she was taking the tire to a tire shop across the street, yet the guys at Hertz would be the ones to help her put it on. I commented on how girls have people bending over backwards for them and that if I had a flat, I'd be SOL. Our conversation went on about absolutely nothing. It was a pretty long light. It ended when it was my time to order. After I finished, I notice her talking to a guy who was crossing also. When the walk sign came up, she picked up the tire and began crossing. I threw out another comment more to her than to the guy.

Me: What, you couldn't get him to help you too?
Him: I offered and she told me no.
Me: Good girl then!
Her: *turns and smiles* See....

Now, I could have easily gone in for an instant date, but I didn't. I felt bad about not doing so afterwards. So again, is this what my life is to become. Can't I just have a conversation with a girl without feeling the need to game?

I ended up going out last night. Since I finished this project at my job, I got my social life back. Once again, this place was packed full of women. I ended up running into the sister of a girl I use to date. She didn't remember me even though she saw me like a month ago. She had a smoking hot friend there with her. Even though she didn't remember me, she was very friendly. Introduced me to her friend and carried a conversation like we were good friends. I could have easily gone into a routine, but I didn't. Once again, I felt unsuccessful that I didn't. I guess she ended up texting her sister and came back around later on and said, that she remembered me now and even said my name.

As I'm standing there taking in the scene, I notice a girl walk by. I probably saw her walk by at least 3 times before then. I open her.

Me: Are you lost or what?
Her: Huh?
Me: Well, you've walked by here like 10 times and glanced my way each time
Her: I have not walked by here 10 times
Me: So you were glancing at me then?
Her: I came here with 4 of my friends but can't find them now
Me: Yeah, because you just have to have your friends around you to have a good time at a club. Why don't you come hang out with me for a bit, stay in one place and maybe you'll see your friends walk by.

She does and we chat. Nothing fancy, just regular conversation. I do admit, part of it was game, part of it was just nonchallant conversation.

Her: So what do you do?
Me: What do you mean?
Her: Like for work?
Me: Oh... do you really think that's first date conversation?
Her: Yeah
Me: So we're on a date? You should buy me a drink then.
Her: I need one too
Me: That's cool. You can get yourself one too.
Her: *laughs*
Me: But seriously, I make balloon animals for kids parties
Her: No you don't!
Me: Is it that hard to believe? I'll prove it!
Her: How?
Me: You got a balloon?
Her: *laughs* Nooo
Me: Damn... well I guess you'll just have to take my word for it then.

We chat some more about nothing and she finishes her drink. She says again that she needs a drink. I say again that she should go get one. She does and comes back.

Her: I finally found one of my friends
Me: Guess you can finally start having some fun now huh?
Her: Yeah, we're gonna go dance ok?
Me: Ok then

It was almost like she was expecting me to come with her or that she was asking permission.

My friend came across a girl that he knew. He's been talking about her for a while. It's one of those sitiuations where you really want something, but know once you get it, it'll be another notch. There is a girl standing next to her. I pay her no attention. After they talk for a bit, he introduces me to them. I still pay no attention to her.

After a minute, I open her with regular conversation. We blab about nothing serious. Eventually she tells me about what she does and blah blah blah, then turns it over to me. I used the same line I used earlier.

Her: So do you work with "Friend"?
Me: No. I use to.
Her: So you were stationed at "base"
Me: Yeah, but when I was there he was stationed at "base"
Her: Then how did you work together?
Me: Are you a terrorist?
Her: WHAT!?
Me: No really... You're not gonna like kidnap me later or something are you?
Her: What? Noooo. I'm just wondering...
Me: Ok good! Wait... did he tell you something?
Her: What?
Me: Nothing... You just got me paranoid now
Her: So you're not in the service anymore?
Me: No.. I got out a while ago
Her: Cool... what do you do now?
Me: You sure you aren't a terrorist? You do have an accent. I should probably make a citizens arrest right now just to be careful.
Her: *laughs*
Me: But seriously... I make balloon animals for kids parties
Her: *laughs*
Me: You laugh at my profession? With this economy, it's a very stable job! Kids always have birthdays! Not like I can be let go or something yanno!
Her: *laughs*

Eventually, we head to the dance floor and the conversation continues. She asks me my age. Initially I play around with her, but end up telling her the truth. she tells me that she has a 17 y/o son. I'm shocked cause her stomach is super tight. Turns out she's 35, which didn't really surprise me even though I lied and said she looked 29.

In the end, I didn't make an attempt to close and felt unsuccessful. As the club closed, I run across another girl. She was tall and when she walked by, I literally said WOW. It was hilarious, cause she looked down at me, smiled and kissed my cheek. Her friend who was just as cute and a lot shorter, smiled and they just happened to stop for a bit. So I struck up some convo with her. Just as things were going smoothly, the tall girl jerks her away. So much for that one.

As I'm walking out, a girl grabs my arm and I pretty much end up escorting her out.

Me: Wow, your eyes are glossed over
Her: Yeah.. it was a good night
Me: You're not driving are you?
Her: Yeah, but I'll be alright. I'm gonna have a cigarette and hang out for a bit.
Me: You smoke? Ewwwww

She has a look of shock on her face.

Me: I'm just kidding. I smoke too. Nothing to brag about though. We should quit together! You know they say its easier when you have a support buddy. Like working out yanno
Her: Oh yeah totally!
Me: Totally huh?

We step outside and she lights up. Her friend is occupied with a guy and they are exchanging numbers. She takes a hit and I ask for a drag. She puts it to my lips.

Me: Gross, it's wet!
Her: I'm sorry
Me: I may as well kiss you now

She looks at me and says nothing.

Me: Welp... you guys be safe getting home.

Again, I could have closed and didn't. I honestly don't like this feeling so regardless if I even care to call her or not, I will make an effort to close. I think it's even more unfulfilling to get a number, or kiss, or both, make the call, and then get flaked on. It's retarded! Not sure how to feel about all of this.

PEACE!

 

[recovering]

So just a little update on things in my life. Where do I start? I have what I call "bases". A base is basially a girl that you have just to have sex with. You don't introduce her to your friends, you never take her out, and the only time you call her is with the premises that you will have sex. There is no hanging out with bases. My reasons for that is that my bases are less than average. They're not someone I'd want people to see on my arm. I usually call them during my dry spells.

Now, I've been going through a dry spell lately. I have two bases, one of which I've never had sex with. The other lives 2 hours away. I've been doing a little experiment on myself. I felt that if I have these bases, then I won't focus on getting what I really want, which is to be in a serious relationship with someone I enjoy being with 100%. The base that lives 2 hours away wants to be in a relationship with me. Overall she's a very sweet girl and would probably make a great girlfriend. She's just not that cute. I'd rate her at a 5.5 maybe 6. The other also wants a relationship, but has called me many times saying that she just wants to have sex. Each time I have turned her down. She also is a sweet girl and a complete freak. She's bisexual. Probably loves women as much as I do. Has told me many times that she has a fantasy of bringing another girl home for her man, and having the girl do whatever he says while she watches. Why wouldn't a man want this right? Again, she's not that cute. Also a 5.5.

Anyway, I've refrained from having sex with either of these women and have focused on finding something better. I turned to internet dating. I've gone on a lot of dates and just haven't come across anyone that would make me want to settle down. These girls make it too easy and there have been a few that I could have f-closed the first night. Not really a bad thing, because I don't judge women for sleeping with someone that they're attracted to. I hate the double standard that women get. I've been in serious relationships with woment that I f-closed on the first night.

So internet dating overall was a bust, and I'm currently just waiting for my membership to expire. I still receive messages from time to time and keep my eye to the pages to see if anything comes along that I maybe interested in.

Friday night my friends and I went out to a dance club. I couldn't believe how much action we were getting from the women in this place. You would literally walk by a group of girls and get your butt grabbed. If you walked anywhere near the dance floor, girls were grabbing us to come dance with them. As I'm out on the dance floor with a girl, another would try to get my attention and pull me away from her. IT WAS CRAZY!!!

So as I'm walking near the dance floor, a girl grabs my tie and compliments me on it. I in turn touch her necklace and give her an immediate neg.

Me: Thank you... You necklace looks ummm.. nice
HB8.5: Nice?
Me: Yeah... it's alright I guess.. You wanna dance

We head to the dance floor and this girl is literally all over me. I get thirsty and tell her I'm going to go get a drink. She looks at me with these puppy dog eyes and I tell her that she can come along if she likes. When we get to the bar, I order a bottled water.

HB8.5: You're not gonna buy me a drink?
Me: I said I was going to get me a drink and that you could come along. You want a sip?

*she takes the bottle*
Me: No back wash! So wussup with your necklace?
HB8.5: You don't like it
Me: No... like I said... it's alright I guess
HB8.5: And I was just about to tell you that you have a nice smile

(since I got these braces, that's all I hear, so if you have some jacked up teeth, spend the money to get them fixed. it's the best investment I've made in a while)

Anyway, we talk about absolutely nothing and I eventually tell her that I need to go to the bathroom.

HB8.5: You want me to come with you?
Me: I don't think they're gonna let you in the bathroom with me
HB8.5: You knew what I meant
Me: I'll just meet you back at the dance floor

I got occupied with other girls and never went back to look for her. I honestly could have kissed closed this girl if I wanted to. Our faces were very close together the entire time we were talking.

Back tracking a little... For those who have been reading these know about the married chick I met a little while ago. She's on my facebook and we keep in contact through there pretty much. I ran across her sister's profile and immediately took a liking to her. Married girl asked if I would be heading to this club and told me that she would see me there.

While I'm in the club, I see her sister walk by. I knew that married girl would be around some where. I went back to the bar and while I'm there me and my friend chat up a 7. She is looking completely mad/upset/pissed! I literally opened her with a neg. For some reason 80's outfits are coming back in style. Tank tops, spandex pants, and brightly colored shoes. She was wearing this type of outfit.

Me: Do you work here or something?
Pissed: No, why would you think that
Me: Well, why are you dressed like that?
Pissed: You don't like it?
Me: It's different... what are you so mad about?

She starts to ignore me. My friend tries to open her with conversation and gets no where.

Friend: What's wrong with her? Why is she so mad?
Me: I dunno... Could be that huge rock on her ring finger.

She smiles. An old school song comes on and I start to do the dance that goes with it while singing the words.

Pissed: What do you know about the Humpty Dance
Me: Oh so now you wanna talk to me
Pissed: You're too young for this song
Me: Ok
Pissed: How old are you?
Me: You just said it.... too young to know this song

As if right on cue the perfect lyrics come up. "Hey yo fat girl, come here are you ticklish". As I say this, I pinch her stomach.

Pissed: I'm not even fat! (she wasn't but I continue on with the lyrics)
Me: "Yeah I called you fat, look at me I'm skinny....."

I turn my head and catch a glimpse of married chick.

Me: Hey health nut! (she really is a health freak)
Married: Hey! (gives me the biggest hug)
Me: What's going on? Who are you here with?
Married: My sister.... I want you to meet her *she waves and her sister comes over*

I introduce myself and we chat a bit. Meanwhile my friend has ordered us drinks. Us being me and him. A HB5 opens him

HB5: What are you guys drinking!?
Friend: It's called LA Water (vodka, gin, rum *all clear*, blue curacoa, midori, chamborde, sprite... drink 2 and you're good for the rest of the night.. 3 and you may have a bad one)
HB5: Can I taste it?
Friend: Sure

I notice her friend taking a glimpse at me.

Me: Let me guess, you want a taste too huh?
Asian: I'm just curious about what it is. I've never heard of it before
Me: It's good, but you're asian. Do you get the asian glow when you drink?
Asian: Asian glow?
Me: Yeah... most asians are allergic to alcohol and turn bright red when they drink
Asian: *laughs* Yeah... that'd be me!
Me: Well, I'm not responsible for the affects of this drink. *she takes a sip*
Married: So, are you gonna buy me a drink?
Me: What?! Are you serious? That was a joke right?

She looks heart broken.

Me: Alright... consider this a trade. I buy you a drink and you give me a shoulder massage later
Married: Deal *we shake*

After all of this, I finally turn my attention to her sister.

Me: You ready to dance?
Sister: I sure am!

We dance.... Married interrupts us saying that she's leaving. She even made it a point to tell me that she was heading home to get laid. As they're standing there talking, Married decides she wants to dance or in this case grind her butt into my crotch. Initially I went along with it, then gently pushed her away.

Married: You like my sister huh?
Me: I think your sister is very cool

She smiles. They go back to talking.

Married: You take good care of my sister alright?
Me: What? You're sticking her with me? I didn't agree to babysitting.

She smiles, gives me another huge hug and leaves. Me and Sister dance the rest of the night away until the music got lame. During this time I tried to kiss close her at least 5 times and each time she pulled away or turned the cheek.

Me: You ready to get out of here?
Her: Yeah
Me: Let's go

We leave and head to the cafe for some late night breakfast. Our conversation was amazing! Our minds were so much alike it was scary! I tried to kiss close her 2 more times and she still turned the cheek.

Sister: I need to tell you something
Me: Ok

She goes on to tell me about her last relationship and how since then, she hasn't met someone like me that has made her feel this way. Even going on to say that she likes the way I touch her and how soft my hands are. I brush it off as if she didn't even tell me and we wrap things up. I walk her back to her car and she takes me to mine. While we're there, we talk some more about nothing and I tell her that I have an early morning and need to take off. I lean over while touching her face and pull her to me, but just as she started to lean in, I pulled away just a little bit, making her come completely to me. Ever seen the movie "Hitch"? She wanted to kiss me as much as I wanted to kiss her.

Today she pretty much told me that she can't wait to see me again. Guess I did everything right. Let's see how long it takes for me to mess it up!

PEACE!

 

[recovering]

So, went on a date with the girl I met from this past Friday. I forgot to mention that she's an 8.5. Would probably be a solid 9 if she had longer hair. That's just me though. Very cute face, beautiful eyes, and a banging body!

She still lives with her parents, so when I met her, I had to meet the family. Mom, Dad, Brother and Dog! All very nice, but it's been so long since I've had to actually meet parents, I wasn't sure what to do. We just kinda sat in the living room b/sing about everything until she was ready. Was very laxed and no pressure, which made it cool.

We end up deciding to go bowling. Now, I'm southern raised by my mom. She gave me a lot of values about how women should be treated. Most of it was crap which is probably the reason why I was so frustrated with women for the longest time ever. The other parts were golden and I'm glad she drilled those into my head. One in particular is opening door for women.

*QUICK STORY*
My mom came to visit me. The night before, I made her a huge sign that said Welcome to Cali #1 Mom! Went to the airport the day of early and picked up some flowers. When she came down the stairs she was nothing but smiles. I picked up her luggage and started walking them to the car. Threw the luggage in the trunk and hopped in the car myself. I look at the passeger side and my mom is still outside waiting. She taps on the window and gestures for me to come here. So I get out, and walk over to that side. "If I ever see you not opening a door for a lady again, we're gonna have problems!" Yes ma'am was my reply. Since then, I've always made it a point to open car doors. Not that it's because I'm afraid of my mom, but simply because it's the gentlemanly thing to do. If I have a daughter, I would want her to expect that from any man also.
*QUICK STORY OVER*

So, when we go to the car, I open her door and she gets in. We drive to the bowling alley, and I get out. I look, and she's still sitting there waiting. I'm standing there wondering the following:

Me: Is she gonna get out? Maybe she's checking herself in the mirror. Hold up.... she's not even moving. What the hell is going on? Wait... I know she's not expecting me to open her door. She is huh? Ain't this about a *****!!

So, I go over to the door and open it. She hops out and says thank you.

Me: What was that all about?
Her: What?
Me: Me having to open the door for you.
Her: You don't want to open doors for me?
Me: Don't get it twisted... My mom raised me right, but I've never opened a car door for a woman as we're getting out of the car. That seems weird.
Her: Weird how?
Me: Ummm... I'm not your chauffer... When we're getting in, I'll open the door everytime, but getting out is a different story.
Her: Well when I was in school, I had a friend, and I guess you can say that he had a crush on me.
Me: Ok
Her: Well, he said that as long as he's around, I would never have to open a door and that I should have every man do that for me
Me: Really? He sounds like a great guy. I don't think you told me why you two aren't together though....
Her: *silence*
Me: Look, I'm not gonna make this out to be a big deal. But I'm gonna be up front with you and tell you now that I will not open th door for you when we're getting out of a vehicle.
Her: Well, this is what I want
Me: And it's ok for you to want it if that's the way you feel you need to be treated. Does you dad do that for your mom?
Her: No
Me: Has any other guy besides your friend done this for you?
Her: No, but...
Me: Well, how can you seriously expect me to do this?
Her: *silence*
Me: Alright... there has to be some type of compromise to this situation. I dont' want to do it because it's weird, and you want it done. Where is the middle ground.
Her: Well, what do you want?
Me: A compromise isn't me getting something for you getting something, it's finding the middle area between two things. Tell you what... We'll enjoy some bowling and think about it while we do.
Her: Ok

During out entire games, we were very touchy feely kissy. On our third and final game, she said she wanted to bet something. I asked what and she said that if she won, I would open the door for her, if I won, I wouldn't have to. Now, my first thought was to say, "No, I'm not opening the door and that's final.", but decided not to and went along with the bet. I had lost the first game by at least 70 points. My next game was a lot better and I won, but she wasn't but 40 points behind me. At this point, I had found my mark and was warmed up though, so I made the bet and won.

Afterwards we went to grab a bite to eat. Her sister (married chick) just happended to be at the same place with her husband and daughter. For some reason she didn't look at hot as I remembered her. Maybe just seeing her with the husband and daughter put her in a different light. I kept looking and I just didn't see it anymore. She looked like a mom to me now. Eitherway, we ate and chatted and it was a good time and fun to all be hanging out together.

After that, we went for a walk around a duck pond. We sat and made out for a bit and talked for a bit. She ended up telling me her view of what happened the night we met.

When I saw married chick and she waved for her sister to come over, apparently she said "Hey, I want you to meet someone who's awesome!". At the point where I gave them time to talk, they were talking about me. Married chick was pretty much asking if she liked me, and if she wanted her to set something up for the two of us. Obviously the answer was yes because married chick told us she was leaving. Even after all of that, when she was asked how the night went with me, her words were "Amazing, amazing, amazing!!!" All of this is cool because the feeling is mutual. It's strange how you immediately click with someone.

PEACE!

 

[recovering]

Alright... last Friday, my friend decided to bring a video camera with him to the club. When security saw it, they said that he woudn't be able to take any video inside the club. When we tried to use it for pictures, they just didn't come out right. So come up with nothing but a cell phone picture to remember this night.

Anyway, while I was with Married Chick's sister at the cafe, they were at the food court and ended up recording a video. I asked my friend why he put the camera on the table and his reply was "I didn't feel like holding it". So that's the reason why you don't see anything but a plate of food. The dialogue is the important part really. Not that I had anything to prove, but I think this does explain the type of night I had that night. It was truly amazing!

The first part of it is nothing important, just them reminicing on old times in Okinawa Japan. At around 2:00 is where they mention me.

"We need to be recording Kevin"
"He's in the cafe with that girl"

Hopefully you guys can figure out the rest. If I'm not too lazy, maybe I'll add some video captions to it or to this.

http://s802.photobucket.com/albums/yy308/donjuan_bucket/?action=view&current=20090822015446.flv

PEACE!!

 

[recovering]

Went on a date tonight.... Another girl from the internet. Ever realize how when you're on a dry spell and looking for girls, you can find one, yet when you're either in a relationship or even remotely involved with someone, every girl in the world wants your attention? Well that's how it's been the past 2 weeks. WEIRD!!

Anyway, I met this girl at Dave and Busters. It's my usual stomping ground because you can get a drink, something to eat and play some games. Usually I start with a drink. If I like her enough, I'll opt for an apetizer. If I haven't decided to cut strings and leave by the time I finish my first drink, I'll play a few games.

So, we meet and grab ourselves a table. I rate her at a 7. She was cute enough. Nice body. Little small in the chest department, but still enough to work with.

Conversation was ok. I wasn't trying to drag one out of her which was cool, but it didn't seem like we had much in common. She didn't seem passionate about anything. A lot of her answers were on the negative side also. I could honestly sit here and give you a play by play, but there was absolutely nothing amazing about this conversation.

Eitherway, I ordered a drink. She said that she wouldn't have one and ordered water of all things, which I thought was a little weird. (i'll explain later) We conversated and she took forever looking at the menu. The waiter came by like 3 times and she still couldn't decide. On the 4th visit, she finally orders soup of all things and this was after she said that she was hungry. When the check came, I paid without really thinking about it. She grabs her purse.

Her: You have change for a $20?
Me: No... I don't usually carry cash..
Her: Oh... well, I'll just ask the waiter
Me: What do you need change for.
Her: Well I wanna pay you for my soup
Me: Wow.... ummm... how about we say that this one is on me
Her: Ok... I owe you like $4 then
Me: Yeah.... I doubt you'd be able to buy me a happy meal with that so don't worry about it

I finished my drink and she finished her soup and I decided that I would stay for a couple games. She mentioned that she didn't really like playing because she hates to lose. Who actually likes to lose? The whole point is to enjoy the game. Have some fun! It's not always about winning! I proved this point to her by beating her in every game we played. The first was skee-ball. I slid my card through two of the games for both of us. She sat there for a minute looking at me as I picked up the ball. I looked back wondering when she would pick hers up and start rolling. After I roll my first one, I notice she still hasn't started so I point to the balls. She then says that she didn't have a card, and didn't want to spend the money to get one. I'm baffled because there balls are literally sitting there waiting for her. I point the fact out and that's when she get excited. Turns out she was let go from her architecture job and was working temporarily for a company that deals in forclosures. She's tight on cash at the moment which explained the soup and water.

So we play a few games and chat and overall, I just wasn't 100% into her. I've been on this kick lately that if you're just average, you're really not worth my time. We chat more and she mentions that she's had a hard time meeting friends. I take that into account and think about the fact that I'm throwing a bbq this sunday. We wrap everything up and head to the cars. We chat a bit in the parking lot and hug good bye. I start to walk away and:

Her: Feel free to give me a call if you wanna hang out again
Me: *weird look*
Her: No pressure though... I just ummm..
Me: I get it... No worries... You'll hear from me again ok?
Her: Great!

I thought about all the things she said to me tonight. She decribed what she was looking for in a man and made it a point that she was looking for a man and not a push over. So, I sent her a text.

Me: Leave your Sunday open. I'm having a bbq around noon.
Her: Ok... sounds good... My crazy dog got her head stuck in her crate. LOL

I think the fact that I was very nonchallant about this date is what won her over. I honestly didn't care one way or the other how things turned out. I had this mentality before I even left the house. I usually put on one of my best shirts and nice shoes. Take a quick shower and even shave. I didn't bother doing anything other than brushing my teeth before I left. Sometimes when you don't put any pressure on the date, it puts pressure on them to come to you. Like maybe she's thinking "Why isn't he into me?" That's my perception anyway.

PEACE!

 

[recovering]

So, quick update on my life.

I'm now involved in a serious relationship with married chick's sister. We've spent a lot of time together since we met. Things could not be better. I am completely happy with everything about this woman. She's perfect.

Now that I've said that, why did I have the urge to sleep with another woman last night? The last girl I went on a date with crossed my mind yesterday. After our date, I invited her over to hang out at the pool with me and my friends. She has an amazing body and instead of kneeling down to pick something up, would always bend over in her bathing suit. After I had been in the water for like an hour, I sat in front of her and asked her to rub some sun screen on my back. She did and gave me a massage while she was at it.

Eitherway, I thought about her yesterday for some crazy reason and sent her a txt basically wondering why she had become a stranger. She said something about her telling me to call her whenever I wanted to hang out. Our conversation went back and forth for a minute with this, "You could have called me too" crap. In the end, I ended up sending a txt to my good friend saying that temptation was gonna get the best of me. He knew exactly what I meant since he was in this same position this past weekend. He called me and I told him to do whatever his d!ck told him to do. The worst advice ever, but he's never actually met his girlfriend (long story) so I really didn't see why it should have mattered.

Anyway, when I told him that temptation was gonna get the best of me, he said the following:

Him: Will power my friend, or I could give you the same advice you gave me. "I don't see the problem" (basically saying that he didn't see the problem with me wanting to sleep with another girl.... or that i didn't since i gave him that advice when he called with the same problem)

He later came back and said
"Then again, you could end up hurting someone you seem to care about and keep yourself in the "player" circle and never be able to settle down when you want"

My reply to that was "Enough said"
Him: You remember that the next time I call you with that problem!

So there ya have it folks. I'm in the serious relationship that I wanted when I started this thing. The weird thing is, I never had to game her, or at least conscientiously game her. Let's see how long it last though. I think I'm gonna keep the other chick around as a friend. Strictly friends. In order to make sure I don't do anything, I'm gonna introduce them to each other.

PEACE!