How was my day you ask?
It was fucked up as usual, but with a decent ending.
I drove around town all morning getting car crap done. Then I get a text from Cowgirl. She had a great time with me, she likes me, and why can’t I just explain my past to her. Ok, if you freakin’ like me then why does it matter? We go back and forth for a while and finally I get the “Whatever” text which I now know means we are through talking.
Next up to bat . . . .
I get a text from Mustang. Now this one I was excited to get since I haven’t heard from her since my Bloody Sunday escapade. She was nice and sweet also. And she was finishing her text messages with words like “Kisses: and “Hugs”. Since we were getting along I decided to ask her out. And she said she couldn’t because she had a date.
[Fine, then why are we talking?]
I didn’t respond after that. About an hour later I got the “Whatever” text from her. Great?!?!?
And then I ended up texting Sunshine. At least she didn’t say “Whatever”, she just didn’t reply. She’s mad at me for some reason . . . . . WHATEVER!
[I do wish she would talk to me though]
So I had resigned myself to the fact that I would just build a fire, order a pizza, get drunk and watch scary movies. Then my friend Kandi called. Her and my buddy Tim were going out to a bar for Halloween and wanted me to go. I said I wasn’t interested, but they insisted.
So I meet them. We were not in costumes, but everyone else was. And damn near every chick was dressed like a hooker or whore. I mean it was nice to watch, but really . . . . all the same costume?
Tim and I make it to the bar, and a very healthy young blonde was there to assist us. She smiled at me and of course I flirted. Tim nudges me and says, “Forget it, everyone hits on her and she never flirts back”.
[Keep that in mind now . . ]
After a while Tim wanders off, so it’s me and Kandi on the deck nears a furnace thingy for heat. We are sitting close because she was cold. The next thing I know we are making out. Now Kandi and I have sort of made out before, but we agreed it would be weird to actually get together. Yet here I was, making out and feeling her up.
I got up to go to the men’s room and sort of cooled down a bit. I still feel it’s a bit weird for us to hook up. I stop at the bar for another beer and again am waited on by the same healthy lady, who is also in a hooker / whore costume. She flirts with me.
She got off at 1 and I was still at the bar. We talked for a while, I walked her to her car, and then I ended up following her home.
Yup, I got some!
So the bottom line I get from all of this is, I am great at picking up hot chicks and one night stands. But I suck at relationships.
Oh well, everyone has to be good at something.
The worst part of it all is right now all I can think about is Sunshine and how she always made me go WOW. But I think that ship has sailed.
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