Sure enough just after I write a post about being single, and how I like to approach women in general, it happens.
Nothing special, nothing of major concern. Honestly nothing more than a hello, but it was cool all the same. I take a lot of stock in a good hello.
I’m looking forward to the second random meeting.
I’ve been noticing again and again my lack of direct interaction with girls. Yeah, I know, weak man….
Seriously though, people always say that women like to be pursued right. Well what if you pursue a woman and then once you get a moment to meet her you realize, “damn this was a huge mistake, this chick is kinda lame”.
Well, you walk away right? Something like that I guess, only make it nice. See the things is I went for some coffee earlier and I saw two girls that were approachable and kinda cute, but I didn’t introduce myself or try and start up a conversation. I’m just not that type, or so I think.
Anyway, if you walk up to a girl and say, “hey” all you do is run the risk of looking and feeling stupid. I’m not so much worried about the initial reaction, but it’s more of the delayed affects that I’m thinking about. I would rather make good eye contact and be little out of reach at first, then find some way to spark a silent interest. It’s all about reaction and eye contact.
If I don’t get the initial reaction that I’m looking for than I’m not interested. It’s a good test in my book, but it seems to attract a certain type of woman than I’m not sure I’m really trying to attract.
In my book it’s all about the second random meeting. That time where I see that same girl and I get that same cute smile from her. That’s the point where I need to say something, but I usually end up scratching my head. Next thing I know I’m covered in dandruff and she’s being distracted by someone else. Then there is that awkwardness where you almost want to wait for the third random meeting. Not a good idea to wait for the third one. Then I just look like a real weirdo.
I’m not entirely sure what it is about these points in time, like the one I’m in right now. I know this isn’t the way it’s going to be for long, but from day to day there really isn’t any hope of the daily routine getting better any time soon.
Yeah, Yeah,… I’m not wining and crying really I’m just saying… I don’t have my own place right now and the fact that I have to share space with people and kids is very difficult. If there was some kind of extending circumstance like my house got bashed in or there was a flood than I wouldn’t be saying these thing.
No Shit, life really is good… Thing is my house didn’t blow down and I wasn’t in a flood. I could go out and get my own place, but I’m staying in the place I’m at in order to save time and money. I’m not saving my brain though.
Personal space is worth the effort it takes to get there. There is no doubt about that…
I really should move out and get a place to relax, but I think I’m supposed to just stick it out where I’m at right now for just a little bit longer. I think I’ll wait till something bad happens or I really loose my mind… Damn it!!!
It’s weird how life works sometimes. The things we do that some how create a sense of relaxation. I’ve started this strange habit where I’ll go behind the local grocery store after shopping and have a RedBull and a Cigarette.
It’s not much, but some how it gets me back into a place where I like to be. I know creating habits like this probably aren’t the best thing to get into, but there is something nostalgic about being behind the grocery store that I like.
I Fucking hate Internet Explorer. It needs to die and all the people who are supporting its existence, need to be slapped in the face by their mom.
If you use Internet Explorer do me a favor and go buy a can of Coca-Cola open it, take a sip and then spit it out all over your computer. Then take the rest of the can and pour it all over your keyboard. After that, try and use your computer.
It’s not going to Fucking work will it… Would you seriously try and fix it at that point. NO!!! you would get another computer…
This is exactly what happened to Internet Explorer… Some one poured Soda all over it and they’ve been trying to fix it ever since… Fuck that, and Make something new…
At some point in the future I think I’ll meet some one that likes what I like. Yeah, I know thats a lame thing to say, but what ever. (i don’t care)
I went to Church again today, mostly to see if there were any cute girls there and to see if my opinion of random people has changed in the last week. It didn’t change. In fact it was confirmed that on average random people at Church are so interested in saying hi that they seem to be willing to sacrifice social norms to get in a good hello.
I had one guy even try to start a conversation while I was taking a piss. What the heck!!! (you know) Turns out he was the pastor. I guess we’re all brought up differently, but that doesn’t mean to talk to a stranger while their peeing.
I’m perfectly fine with silence. I can sit in a room with someone I don’t know and never feel the need to say anything. There is a time and a place for everything, and talking while I’m peeing is not one of them.
Not to mention that the sermons at this church are piped in on a big screen. Does anyone else think that weird. I do…
Here is a little brain poop for you because Im not a woman. (ps (already) this is a mind dump not a silhouette of my rise to perfection)
Designs, Shapes, Bad Hair Cuts, Anime, FLCL, Cell Phone Ringing, Email, Bathroom, Toilet Paper and then maybe a nap.
I’d like to take a rid on the scooter right now in the dark with the lights off, but I would have to disconnect the lights from the engine. Not so I could crash but I really like the dark of night in an area where there is no light pollution. Clean crisp air and darkness (no not metaphorical darkness)
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After thinking about a few things I think one of the biggest steps to finding a new way in life is to understand the repetition in accepting forgiveness.
Obviously I don’t fully understand it or I wouldn’t be thinking about it. I know of a few stories about forgiveness and accepting it. Thing is, copping and accepting forgiveness for mistakes made over and over is can be kinda hard.
Asking and accepting forgiveness for a single mistake really isn’t a problem, but asking and accepting forgiveness for mistakes you know you will make over and over again is harder.
It’s the classic case of feeling it’s easier to stay down when you get hurt rather than getting up when you fall. It’s not a new concept, but a way of life that has to be learned the hard way.
I went for a ride on the scooter this evening to the grocery store. I got some tuna and a Redbull. I kept the tuna for later and drank the redbull. Life is strange when you move. One town to the next I find little places to stop and chile. For some reason it’s always behind a grocery store.
I stopped to grab a smoke and didn’t want to kick it out front of the grocery store on my scooter with a smoke like a real bad ass would, cause then I would just feel lame. In stead I hid behind the store and sat on the curb.
I kinda went for the ride to get out of the house, but also in the hope that I might run into a hot chick. I’m not much on the dating scene, and a lot of the time I think I’m going to meet someone by random chance. (that will never happen) Most likely I’ll probably just end up meeting someone when I least expect it, and not when I’m out on the prowl, getting tuna and redbull.