Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Definitions and Douches

My definition of Douche Bag:
Someone who would rather stay home and watch TV, then come over to watch a stupid scary movie with a hot chick.

Yeah, I invited RS over last night to watch Prom Night with L, R, and myself. What was his response? "Well, the season finale of 24 is on tonight!" I said record it! He told me he would see, and then I never heard back from him. Total douche bag. I mean I get that this is a huge show and it’s supposed to be excellent, but STILL! You have a DVR so use it!

So, I’ve decided he’s off my interest list. I don’t know what his deal is, but I’m not going to be the one chasing him. It was like that when we were talking before too, and I won’t do it this time. Plus, B is probably WAY better for me anyway!

Happy Tuesday! Can’t wait for the 3 day weekend! YES!

Friday, May 15, 2009

And the boys go around and around

So, update update update:

It’s been a long time since my last post! 18 days to be exact.

So where to start…. Let’s start with R. He’s out of the picture! I know, I know… SHOCKER!
But listen to this…..

R for RETARD!

R and I had actually been talking for about 3 1/2 weeks. Things were going OK but he was kind of a douche bag sometimes. We were talking last week and he said something about a girl that he knows. This girl was leaving her husband and going to move to AZ. I don’t know the whole story but from what I gathered they were going to “hang out” when she got here. So he launches into this story about this girl. He says that he just found out that she’s got 2 boyfriends and she’s still married and that he can’t believe she’s being such a slut. I said well, I think you are being a little judgmental about this! She’s getting divorce and she’s having fun. Who cares how many guys she’s doing? She’s not your girlfriend is she? So, he gets Mad (with a capital M you’ll notice) and says that I must be in a bad mood and that he’s going to let me go. I told him I wasn’t in a bad mood; I was just voicing my opinion. He insists that I’m just in a bad mood and that he’s going to go. I say that’s fine and we hang up. Well about 5 minutes later I get a text from him saying that it’s too hard to be my friend and that we should probably take a nice long break from each other. I respond with (after a little conference with L): OK. How about forever? No response from him after that but he did remove me from his MySpace and Facebook!!! LOL! Talk about touchy! He was being a judgmental jerk and I called him on it and I’m the asshole??? WTF ever.

So, I’m totally OK with not talking to THAT guy anymore. He didn’t have a job, didn’t have a car, was staying in his friends one bedroom apartment, sleeping on the couch and had all of his clothes at someone else’s house! He had valid excuses for all of these negative points, so I over looked most of it, but being a selfish ass is not something I can over look. Stupid.


B is for bewilderingly elusive

B and I have GREAT chemistry. He’s cute, funny, nice, friendly, and chill. We have a great time in the bedroom even. I just don’t know about him. He’s short, which for me is a major issue. I have a hard time dating a guy that’s shorter then I am when I have no shoes on. I know that this is a stupid superficial issue, but I just can’t handle it. I feel like Chandler from Friends. Always obsessing over something that really shouldn’t matter.

He’s kind of uncommunicative too. I get not texting or calling at work. Most people have jobs that actually require them to do things during the day, unlike myself. He has 2 kids that are very young, so I get being busy at home. I just don’t get not texting me at all.
I don’t really know where he is at in his relationship life either though. I’m not looking for marriage, that’s for sure, shit I don’t even know if I’m looking for a boyfriend! I am looking for someone to hangout with more often then on a Friday night when I’m getting shitfaced.
Then there’s the drama. He was married and was in the process of getting a divorce when his wife passed away. She passed away pretty recently too, so I don’t know what his mindset is and I think it’s too early to talk about that kind of thing. So I’m just going with the flow and letting him take the lead.



RS is for really stupid me

There is a new R in the harem of T. We will call him RS and he’s not really new. Just new to this blog and all of you.

*SIGH* I have what I like to call “The bad boy syndrome”. The BBS is when a girl likes a guy she knows she shouldn’t, for various reasons, but she just can’t friggin help herself. This is what it's like for me with RS.

For a little background; I met RS right after I left my husband. We hit it off right away and had a little fun. Problem was that he was seeing someone at the time. So we talked off and on for a little bit and things got serious with the gf and we lost touch. Well, guess who’s back now that there’s no girlfriend in the picture? Yup. RS. Well, guess who’s STUPID enough to let him back into the picture with very minimal concern? Yup. ME.

I don’t know what it is about this guy but I’m irrevocably attracted to him. When he first started coming back around I was telling myself that there was no way I was going to get involved with him again and that it was over and done with and yada yada yada…. And then he came over and hung out one night and that was that for me. *SIGH* AGAIN!

We’ve been talking off and on and I have been pretty good about not texting him and letting him be the one to text me, and I’m totally proud of that. I’m usually not like that.

He’s sort of a game player too. Nothing huge but just enough that it’s noticeable and irritating. I suppose it has something to do with the level of comfort boys feel when they first start talking to someone. I don’t know though. I just know that I may be headed for Trouble (also, capital T!) here.

I’ll just have to play this one by ear as well, but I can’t help feeling like I’m setting myself up for a huge fall.



And just a short note to wrap up… I have been thinking about how amazing it is that all the boys that I have met have in some way or another been interested in me. I really didn’t think that was going to be the way of it. I figured that I’d have at least one or two that wouldn’t like what I looked like, or the way I had my hair, or whatever, and wouldn’t be interested at all. I’m wondering what this says 1. about me and 2. about boys in general. Are they desperate, or I am just that fabulous? Hmmmm….. Something to think about… OR NOT! LOL

L8tr!