Literally and figuratively.
Literally in that I have had maybe three days off in the past six months. 65-70 hour work weeks back to back SUCK.
Figuratively in that I'm at a point where I don't want to deal with any women crap, even if it's a normal part of the process. I almost don't have enough energy to socialize with my guy friends who don't require any maintenance!
And both of these are interlinked. If I had more of a "life" then working around someone's schedule and poor time etiquette wouldn't be such a big deal.
I have kept the Lebanese chick I was seeing on the burner. She is working two jobs for the holidays, so add that to my fukked up schedule and it's tough to make anything happen.
Went out with her last week and had a great time. At the end of the night she tells me that she wants to buy me dinner next Saturday (which is tomorrow) and all but came out and said she was planning to spend the night.
So I made plans to take Sunday off, which I need anyway, but it was partially because I was planning on her staying over.
Texted her last night. She responds late today, saying she is in my neighborhood and asking about stopping by my work to say hi. No prob, we BS for awhile, she gets ready to leave and says something about how she gets off work at 8 tomorrow night. I'm thinking "Ok, so were gonna lock this down", but then she says something about her supposed to be going to a Christmas party with a friend, and that she wants to get out out of it, but she will call me tomorrow and touch base.
I didn't even flinch, just said "yea, talk to you later", she kisses me goodbye and leaves. But after she leaves I'm thinking "WTF.....she offers to buy me dinner then tells me she might have to go to a Christmas party instead??"
I don't know if she's planning on meeting up AFTER the party if she goes (or even if it's legit in the first place), but as I have said before, when I make plans I keep them. Even if I made plans with a barely average looking chick who was barely into me I would follow through. I just don't understand this loosey goosey concept of time and keeping plans.
Tomorrow night a friend of mine who knows half of the hot women in town is having a birthday party in a restaurant/bar right located right on the first floor of the building where I live. We're talking a party that is probably 60-70% HOT women, right outside my front door. DOZENS of hotties.
I also have a female friend who invited me to join up with her and her friends (some of whom are also easy on the eyes as well) tomorrow night. They will be partying within a three block radius of my place.
So if the Lebanese chick flakes, it isn't like I have nothing to do. Hell, most guys would probably tell me to ditch HER in a case like this.
But I'm f'in TIRED.
I didn't plan to spend the night trying to socialize with a bunch of people. I know if I hit up the party and meet up with the ladies I'll likely have a great time, but I had pretty much resolved myself to dinner and kicking back on the couch.
Maybe I'll just say "fukk everyone" and sit on my ass at home like I do most weeknights. If I did that I would be wondering what I'm missing while all of my friends are out having a good time.
I just can't win.
Literally in that I have had maybe three days off in the past six months. 65-70 hour work weeks back to back SUCK.
Figuratively in that I'm at a point where I don't want to deal with any women crap, even if it's a normal part of the process. I almost don't have enough energy to socialize with my guy friends who don't require any maintenance!
And both of these are interlinked. If I had more of a "life" then working around someone's schedule and poor time etiquette wouldn't be such a big deal.
I have kept the Lebanese chick I was seeing on the burner. She is working two jobs for the holidays, so add that to my fukked up schedule and it's tough to make anything happen.
Went out with her last week and had a great time. At the end of the night she tells me that she wants to buy me dinner next Saturday (which is tomorrow) and all but came out and said she was planning to spend the night.
So I made plans to take Sunday off, which I need anyway, but it was partially because I was planning on her staying over.
Texted her last night. She responds late today, saying she is in my neighborhood and asking about stopping by my work to say hi. No prob, we BS for awhile, she gets ready to leave and says something about how she gets off work at 8 tomorrow night. I'm thinking "Ok, so were gonna lock this down", but then she says something about her supposed to be going to a Christmas party with a friend, and that she wants to get out out of it, but she will call me tomorrow and touch base.
I didn't even flinch, just said "yea, talk to you later", she kisses me goodbye and leaves. But after she leaves I'm thinking "WTF.....she offers to buy me dinner then tells me she might have to go to a Christmas party instead??"
I don't know if she's planning on meeting up AFTER the party if she goes (or even if it's legit in the first place), but as I have said before, when I make plans I keep them. Even if I made plans with a barely average looking chick who was barely into me I would follow through. I just don't understand this loosey goosey concept of time and keeping plans.
Tomorrow night a friend of mine who knows half of the hot women in town is having a birthday party in a restaurant/bar right located right on the first floor of the building where I live. We're talking a party that is probably 60-70% HOT women, right outside my front door. DOZENS of hotties.
I also have a female friend who invited me to join up with her and her friends (some of whom are also easy on the eyes as well) tomorrow night. They will be partying within a three block radius of my place.
So if the Lebanese chick flakes, it isn't like I have nothing to do. Hell, most guys would probably tell me to ditch HER in a case like this.
But I'm f'in TIRED.
I didn't plan to spend the night trying to socialize with a bunch of people. I know if I hit up the party and meet up with the ladies I'll likely have a great time, but I had pretty much resolved myself to dinner and kicking back on the couch.
Maybe I'll just say "fukk everyone" and sit on my ass at home like I do most weeknights. If I did that I would be wondering what I'm missing while all of my friends are out having a good time.
I just can't win.