For the past two weeks, my life has been consumed starting/finishing a 50 something page paper and the other 10 projects that I put off till the end of the semester. This has hurt my game for the obvious reason that I can't go out 5x a week but it has also hurt me because I've had to use text game to keep the girls I was talking to interested in me. OK, I'm done complaining.
HB Dougie has kept me entertained for the past couple of weeks. I plan on writing a lot now that I'm done with school. Figures. I've spent the past 2 weeks writing papers....and I'm exciting to writer some more. Meh.
El Diablo y Magic Man II
The night starts out with HB Dougie and I grabbing some Mexican. The wait for Flattop was over an hour. Mexican is always a good backup. #story of my life (HA). After we stop by a classmates bday party we walk across the street to another bar and meet up with Magic Man and some of his friends (some of which include dougie's friends). After having a pancake shots (Yes, you will crave ihop/dennys/golden nugget afterwards) and bouncing to the most shady bar thats open till 5AM, Magic Man starts driving us "home". I remember specifically telling him, "Take me to a hotel, just DON'T drop me off at a Hilton". We reach our destination.... in front of a Hilton. After awkwardly asking HB Dougie to get out and join me ["Umm, am I suppose to get out too???"] we (i) provided my Disney card and we get our room. We checked in at 4 and left at 10. We probably slept about 3 hours with THREE being the magic number =)
Since then I've been spending the one night a week a get to go out with her. I'm thinking I may change her name from HB Dougie to HB Finnegan's Wake (becuase she's really hard to read). Jesus. Read a book guys.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Look Mah, No Plans
Cool points if you get that pop culture reference.
I hate nights like Friday for the same reasons I LOVE them. Nothing worse than trying to balance a cup of coffee, paperwork and text while while sitting in a packed EL train. Somehow, I was managing some good text game with HB Dougie, Orlando and an old fling, Cats [Yes, shes the future cat lady]. Clear example of how translation can be lost be via:
HB Cats: Done with you paper yet?
CC: I can use a break, a stress reliever. What r u up 2?
HB Cats: When do you need a break? I'm available now. Where R U?
CC: I'm on the L, running some errands
HB Cats: What we doing / Where we going / Which color / So what am I doing?
She basically thought I was down to hangout NOW. Yes, because I'm waiting on standby for your biyearly text message. She then said she was going to the gym since our plans were a bust and she said, "I'll just get hot and sweaty on the treadmill". Yeah, shes DTF.
HB Orlando flaked on me, yet again. She lives an hour away from the city and she couldn't convince her friends to come to Chicago for the night....She then sent me a text message at 10PM asking me to come over. Again, DTF...
I'm hanging out with HB Dougie tonight (Saturday). I think I may have got her to sleep over via the following text:
CC: I need you to pack a couple of things for tomorrow, ready? Bring a bag, some crayons-its Ok if its not the 64 count box, a ruler, some markers and the most important thing...a change of clothes for Sunday.
She agreed and asked me what the art supplies were for. I did some call back humor and told her, "so you can draw me that picture of a dinosaur that you promised me"
TEXT FROM EARLIER IN THE WEEK: "Whats shaking? Bored? I think you should draw me a picture today...I've always liked dinosaurs". I'll keep you posted on how tonight goes...
with planning on staying home and doing some homework when my trusted wing, Marky Mark tells me he canceled his plans with some chick who was driving him nuts [NO DRAMA- i like it]. We hit up a local pub by his place and I shoot HB Fashion a text that I'm en route and she should bring a friend....she came through. On the ride there, HB Nurse [another old fling] shoots me a booty call text. Annnnd This is why I hate making plans on a Friday night. Love being spontaneous but theres not enough Chicago Cheeco to go around.
So madd credit to Marky Mark. Upon HB Fashion's arrival, he was chatting her and her friend up. He had them laughing and kept HB Fashion entertained. I tried chatting up her friend but NOTHING CAME OUT OF MY MOUTH. I resorted to the "oh, so what do you do line". Wow. Really CC? all that $$$ spent on "Pick Up products" and that's all you got? Time passes by and she brings up the peace corps [I mention that I was interested], again I confirm that I'm looking into it but I don't elaborate. No idea what was wrong with me. Meanwhile, Marky Mark is attempting to dance(?)[if you're reading this, it was a valiant effort lol] with HB fashion and simply having fun. I only stay until 1AM because I have to get up early the next day. On the drive home, I was disappointed because I had the opportunity to bring out my grounding story(s) but I just couldn't put it into words. Meh, everyone has 'off 'days I guess.
I hate nights like Friday for the same reasons I LOVE them. Nothing worse than trying to balance a cup of coffee, paperwork and text while while sitting in a packed EL train. Somehow, I was managing some good text game with HB Dougie, Orlando and an old fling, Cats [Yes, shes the future cat lady]. Clear example of how translation can be lost be via:
HB Cats: Done with you paper yet?
CC: I can use a break, a stress reliever. What r u up 2?
HB Cats: When do you need a break? I'm available now. Where R U?
CC: I'm on the L, running some errands
HB Cats: What we doing / Where we going / Which color / So what am I doing?
She basically thought I was down to hangout NOW. Yes, because I'm waiting on standby for your biyearly text message. She then said she was going to the gym since our plans were a bust and she said, "I'll just get hot and sweaty on the treadmill". Yeah, shes DTF.
HB Orlando flaked on me, yet again. She lives an hour away from the city and she couldn't convince her friends to come to Chicago for the night....She then sent me a text message at 10PM asking me to come over. Again, DTF...
I'm hanging out with HB Dougie tonight (Saturday). I think I may have got her to sleep over via the following text:
CC: I need you to pack a couple of things for tomorrow, ready? Bring a bag, some crayons-its Ok if its not the 64 count box, a ruler, some markers and the most important thing...a change of clothes for Sunday.
She agreed and asked me what the art supplies were for. I did some call back humor and told her, "so you can draw me that picture of a dinosaur that you promised me"
TEXT FROM EARLIER IN THE WEEK: "Whats shaking? Bored? I think you should draw me a picture today...I've always liked dinosaurs". I'll keep you posted on how tonight goes...
with planning on staying home and doing some homework when my trusted wing, Marky Mark tells me he canceled his plans with some chick who was driving him nuts [NO DRAMA- i like it]. We hit up a local pub by his place and I shoot HB Fashion a text that I'm en route and she should bring a friend....she came through. On the ride there, HB Nurse [another old fling] shoots me a booty call text. Annnnd This is why I hate making plans on a Friday night. Love being spontaneous but theres not enough Chicago Cheeco to go around.
So madd credit to Marky Mark. Upon HB Fashion's arrival, he was chatting her and her friend up. He had them laughing and kept HB Fashion entertained. I tried chatting up her friend but NOTHING CAME OUT OF MY MOUTH. I resorted to the "oh, so what do you do line". Wow. Really CC? all that $$$ spent on "Pick Up products" and that's all you got? Time passes by and she brings up the peace corps [I mention that I was interested], again I confirm that I'm looking into it but I don't elaborate. No idea what was wrong with me. Meanwhile, Marky Mark is attempting to dance(?)[if you're reading this, it was a valiant effort lol] with HB fashion and simply having fun. I only stay until 1AM because I have to get up early the next day. On the drive home, I was disappointed because I had the opportunity to bring out my grounding story(s) but I just couldn't put it into words. Meh, everyone has 'off 'days I guess.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Hustling and Flowing
Since I plan on being a hermit and not contributing to society for the next couple of weeks (I graduate in 4 weeks and I have to start final projects) I decided to line up some first dates with some of these chicks. I have to say, by Friday night I was pretty exhausted. I think I felt drained because one of these dates was a bust and I didn't feel like hanging out late the following day.
HB Social Worker (Tuesday)
This girl has a crazy work schedule which I dig because it keeps her busy and I don't have to entertain her via text ( i.e. HB Dougie) all day. I thought she might flake on me because we have only communicated via text. I actually scored her number off of match and she went on vacation for about a week so I thought any interest might have been lost, but i was wrong. Upon arrival back to the states, she shot me a text and we set up a date.
Since we share a common interest in careers, we spoke a lot about that. I always appreciate a girl that
isn't shy. I felt as though she led the conversation at times and I simply added parts of my grounding story to the conversation. The conversation and vibe was great throughout expect that I made the mistake of starting a tab.
1)Tabs lead to drunken nights.
2)It always takes forever to close a tab out at this bar.
Waiting to close out the tab was borderline aggravating for me and it killed a little of the vibe as we were lingering. Otherwise, it went well and I definitely plan on calling her back and meeting up. Hottie!
HB Nanny (Wednesday)
I've heard this myth that there are people who are not photogenic yet in person are stunning. Mythbuster #78562, confirmed. HB Nanny is quite the cutie. I actually flaked on her a week ago when she forgot her phone at home and didn't respond to all my texts all day (we had a date that night). I gave her benefit of the doubt and set up this date. I thought it was strange because she was extremely receptive all week and then she went cold turkey that one day. Lesson learned, sometimes people actually have legit excuses.
So as usual, my grounding story sets the frame for the interaction for the night. We enjoy some delicious pizza/odd drinks and we set the frame/vibe for our next get together.
HB Apartment (Thursday)
Girls like HB Apartment are my "exhibit A" as to why there shouldn't be single sex schools or Christan based schools. Let me back track a bit. All week she's been flaky on meeting up. Not because she doesn't want to meet up, but just because she'll 'have too much anxiety because she'll be nervious'.
As I read her text messages I'm thinking of replying with the following text
[HEY, listen genius...if you're going to have anxiety about meeting a person off the Internet, DON'T EFFEN SIGN UP FOR AN INTERNET DATING SITE]
So, I almost cancel on her because I just had this bad vibe off her. So, the conversation at the bar was painfully awkward, I mean...she doesn't get sarcasm/jokes and shes one of those girls who laughs whenever shes nervous #annoying. And another note, SOOO upsetting when people post pictures from years ago when they have clearly packed on a little weight. And by little weight I mean an extra 20 pounds. I was expecting black barbie and I got Jennifer Hudson, before she went on weight watchers.
HB Dougie (Friday) (Sunday)
I touched on this on a previous post but we ended up watching "Limitless". I've been using Sinn's "breaking through comfort" and its been working great. Highly recommend his program. The text message conversations start early and end late. I'm definitely creating a "me and you" vibe since we initially met.
On Sunday we end up going to the best restaurant EVER, flattop. As soon as I hop on the expressway after dropping her off, she shoots me a text telling me how much fun shes had blah blah blah. Definitely having a lot of fun with her although I have to say I'm playing it smart with her. Any other girl and I would be upset that I've seen her two weekends in a row and I haven't slept with her yet. I'm building up the sexual tension, when it happens I'm pretty sure we'll melt the paint off the walls. Its going to be awesome!
HB London (Saturday)
So its the end of the week and I find myself in another situation that I'm not even going to dare to complain about. I have too many options and I don't know who to spend my time with. I have a friend on the northside who I was suppose to hang out with on Friday but I never made it out to Wrigley. Thank you facebook for informing me why an old college classmate, HB Fashion, has been wanting to hangout recently (she recently broke up with her longtime boyfriend). She lets me know that shes going to be in Wicker Park and to make myself available. Finally, HB Social Worker lets me know shes going to be in the city and that she'll let me know where shes at.
I decide to meet up with HB London because our emails/texts were really sexual and shit, I want to get it in.We meet for drinks and shoot the shit. No grounding story here, because we're WAY past that. We've been in contact for a couple of weeks and its more about catching up and letting her tell me about her trip to London. Then...shit almost hits the fan...HB Social Worker lets me know shes in Wicker Park. I already know that HB fashion is in wicker park as well. For those of you that don't know this area, its tiny. Real tiny. Chances of running into someone are HIGH. I'm not in the mood to do any jealousy plot lines because I don't feel comfortable saying,
Me: Hey HB Social Worker! This is HB London, I met her off of match too! ...awkward!
I have good rapport with both HB Fashion and HB Social Worker, so I end up telling them that my phone is going to die and I'll catch up with them tomorrow. Again, Sinn always says "movement" is a great sign that its ON. We bounce to a couple of bars and I end up walking her back to her apartment. We make out but doesn't invite me up. Honestly, I didn't invite myself up because I want to be in good shape for HB Dougie the following day for brunch. On the walk back to the "EL" I think I heard a car in the distance playing the theme song from Hustle and Flow "...Its hard out here for a pimp".
Lessons Learned For The Week:
1) Don't start a tab
2) Follow you gut instinct
3) When a girl trips and falls on the street curb, be a gentleman and help her and not laugh uncontrollably like I did--HB London
HB Social Worker (Tuesday)
This girl has a crazy work schedule which I dig because it keeps her busy and I don't have to entertain her via text ( i.e. HB Dougie) all day. I thought she might flake on me because we have only communicated via text. I actually scored her number off of match and she went on vacation for about a week so I thought any interest might have been lost, but i was wrong. Upon arrival back to the states, she shot me a text and we set up a date.
Since we share a common interest in careers, we spoke a lot about that. I always appreciate a girl that
isn't shy. I felt as though she led the conversation at times and I simply added parts of my grounding story to the conversation. The conversation and vibe was great throughout expect that I made the mistake of starting a tab.
1)Tabs lead to drunken nights.
2)It always takes forever to close a tab out at this bar.
Waiting to close out the tab was borderline aggravating for me and it killed a little of the vibe as we were lingering. Otherwise, it went well and I definitely plan on calling her back and meeting up. Hottie!
HB Nanny (Wednesday)
I've heard this myth that there are people who are not photogenic yet in person are stunning. Mythbuster #78562, confirmed. HB Nanny is quite the cutie. I actually flaked on her a week ago when she forgot her phone at home and didn't respond to all my texts all day (we had a date that night). I gave her benefit of the doubt and set up this date. I thought it was strange because she was extremely receptive all week and then she went cold turkey that one day. Lesson learned, sometimes people actually have legit excuses.
So as usual, my grounding story sets the frame for the interaction for the night. We enjoy some delicious pizza/odd drinks and we set the frame/vibe for our next get together.
HB Apartment (Thursday)
Girls like HB Apartment are my "exhibit A" as to why there shouldn't be single sex schools or Christan based schools. Let me back track a bit. All week she's been flaky on meeting up. Not because she doesn't want to meet up, but just because she'll 'have too much anxiety because she'll be nervious'.
As I read her text messages I'm thinking of replying with the following text
[HEY, listen genius...if you're going to have anxiety about meeting a person off the Internet, DON'T EFFEN SIGN UP FOR AN INTERNET DATING SITE]
So, I almost cancel on her because I just had this bad vibe off her. So, the conversation at the bar was painfully awkward, I mean...she doesn't get sarcasm/jokes and shes one of those girls who laughs whenever shes nervous #annoying. And another note, SOOO upsetting when people post pictures from years ago when they have clearly packed on a little weight. And by little weight I mean an extra 20 pounds. I was expecting black barbie and I got Jennifer Hudson, before she went on weight watchers.
HB Dougie (Friday) (Sunday)
I touched on this on a previous post but we ended up watching "Limitless". I've been using Sinn's "breaking through comfort" and its been working great. Highly recommend his program. The text message conversations start early and end late. I'm definitely creating a "me and you" vibe since we initially met.
On Sunday we end up going to the best restaurant EVER, flattop. As soon as I hop on the expressway after dropping her off, she shoots me a text telling me how much fun shes had blah blah blah. Definitely having a lot of fun with her although I have to say I'm playing it smart with her. Any other girl and I would be upset that I've seen her two weekends in a row and I haven't slept with her yet. I'm building up the sexual tension, when it happens I'm pretty sure we'll melt the paint off the walls. Its going to be awesome!
HB London (Saturday)
So its the end of the week and I find myself in another situation that I'm not even going to dare to complain about. I have too many options and I don't know who to spend my time with. I have a friend on the northside who I was suppose to hang out with on Friday but I never made it out to Wrigley. Thank you facebook for informing me why an old college classmate, HB Fashion, has been wanting to hangout recently (she recently broke up with her longtime boyfriend). She lets me know that shes going to be in Wicker Park and to make myself available. Finally, HB Social Worker lets me know shes going to be in the city and that she'll let me know where shes at.
I decide to meet up with HB London because our emails/texts were really sexual and shit, I want to get it in.We meet for drinks and shoot the shit. No grounding story here, because we're WAY past that. We've been in contact for a couple of weeks and its more about catching up and letting her tell me about her trip to London. Then...shit almost hits the fan...HB Social Worker lets me know shes in Wicker Park. I already know that HB fashion is in wicker park as well. For those of you that don't know this area, its tiny. Real tiny. Chances of running into someone are HIGH. I'm not in the mood to do any jealousy plot lines because I don't feel comfortable saying,
Me: Hey HB Social Worker! This is HB London, I met her off of match too! ...awkward!
I have good rapport with both HB Fashion and HB Social Worker, so I end up telling them that my phone is going to die and I'll catch up with them tomorrow. Again, Sinn always says "movement" is a great sign that its ON. We bounce to a couple of bars and I end up walking her back to her apartment. We make out but doesn't invite me up. Honestly, I didn't invite myself up because I want to be in good shape for HB Dougie the following day for brunch. On the walk back to the "EL" I think I heard a car in the distance playing the theme song from Hustle and Flow "...Its hard out here for a pimp".
Lessons Learned For The Week:
1) Don't start a tab
2) Follow you gut instinct
3) When a girl trips and falls on the street curb, be a gentleman and help her and not laugh uncontrollably like I did--HB London
Monday, April 4, 2011
Update on "Learning Curve" post
Its been a couple of weeks since I wrote the article on how I managed to score quite a few numbers off of match. Well, those numbers have kept me quite busy and I'm going to break down where I'm at with you. A warning: this post may be a little long.
HB Feminist: Well, if you haven't read "Daddy's girl" well, you're missing out. After our date (with her dad) she didn't respond for a couple of days but I remained persistent. After about a week of texting only getting back 2 word responses, I asked her if she was still interested. I would never do this under normal circumstances but I wanted to know where I went wrong so I could learn from it. She actually replied,
Her: "Well, I don't know if you're looking for a girlfriend, hook up or just a friend"
Me: "I want to be friends and take it from there. If it leads to random cuddling or something, more GREAT. IF not, you're still really cool and we'll be friends".
Her: "I'm glad you didn't say HOOKUP, because I'm not that type of girl". Translation, I'm interested.
We've shot the shit through text, but honestly, my time is limited and I'm looking to hookup lol. I meant what I texted her, I mean...this is all about meeting people and expanding your social circle anyway. To be continued...
HB Finance: After our bust date (when I confused her for HB London) we have been in contact over facebook. Honestly, I didn't find her interesting. Shit, I mean theres nothing interesting to even write about our date. I'll keep her around for 26by26 but I'm not making her a priority.
HB London: We finally got together this past Saturday. I was anxious because we built a lot of sexual rapport over text/emails and I thought it may have fizzled out after she went to London for business. Luckily, it was pretty much on for the entire night. I'll write up the blog after I'm done with this one. I'm sure I'll be seeing her consistently for the next couple of weeks.
HB Apartment: Well, this one was really eager to hang out but I should have trusted my gut on this one. She told me she was from Indiana, just over the border, but nonetheless, I was expecting someone who had their own apartment in Chicago. I'm not going to Indiana, ever lol. She was pretty socially awkward as well. Details to come in the blog from the weekend. I guess I'll keep her around but I wouldn't mind if she fades away like Alicia Silverstone.
HB Social Worker: After our date at Lion's Head, I've kept good contact via text. I haven't gotten sexual (which is odd that I've waited so long) but I think I'll change that this week. Chicago Cheeco doesn't have time to waste. I need to weed out who isn't DTF. I'm sure I'll be seeing her more often in a couple of weeks, when she leaves her job that has her working crazy hours. Keeper!
HB Nanny: After our date at Piece Pizza, I've done a good job with call back humor via text. I have a feeling I'll be seeing her consistently. Shes actually really laid back and I wouldn't mind keeping her as a friend. Again, I need to take the text conversations sexual. Keeper!
HB Force: I think attraction is pretty much dead on this one. She's responsive when I text but our date was kinda lame. I didn't kino, we were too laid back. We let each other know when we're in the city but we haven't met up. I think I should do some attraction text game with her. Thats a situation.
HB Cali: We were suppose to hang out this past Friday but she canceled because her kid [hey at least she gets down lol] was sick. This girl is saved in my phone as ***, DTF. Its a matter of when. I just don't want to commit to a Friday night.
HB March Maddness: Since our date, we've stayed in contact via text. Its actually kind of funny. We literally played phone tag all week. We finally got in touch with each other yesterday but hey, shes calling me back everyday. She wants it..and who is going to give it to her? This guy.
HB Icantellyou'realreadygoingtoflake: After we didn't meet up the night I went to Howl at the Moon, she hasn't responded. Go figure. I actually just invested in Race's text program. I'll try out some of his "re engagement" stuff on her. To be continued...
HB Orlando: Since I got her number, I've done nothing but be a borderline creep with her via text. Her response? She always engages me in text and asks me on Monday, what I have planned for the weekend because she REALLY wants to meet me #nothingbetterthanagirlthatwantsit
I'm sure I'm forgetting someone but obviously I didn't think much of them. So now comes the fun part. Day 2s. My self imposed nickname is "The second date bandit". Why? Stay tuned and you'll find out.
HB Feminist: Well, if you haven't read "Daddy's girl" well, you're missing out. After our date (with her dad) she didn't respond for a couple of days but I remained persistent. After about a week of texting only getting back 2 word responses, I asked her if she was still interested. I would never do this under normal circumstances but I wanted to know where I went wrong so I could learn from it. She actually replied,
Her: "Well, I don't know if you're looking for a girlfriend, hook up or just a friend"
Me: "I want to be friends and take it from there. If it leads to random cuddling or something, more GREAT. IF not, you're still really cool and we'll be friends".
Her: "I'm glad you didn't say HOOKUP, because I'm not that type of girl". Translation, I'm interested.
We've shot the shit through text, but honestly, my time is limited and I'm looking to hookup lol. I meant what I texted her, I mean...this is all about meeting people and expanding your social circle anyway. To be continued...
HB Finance: After our bust date (when I confused her for HB London) we have been in contact over facebook. Honestly, I didn't find her interesting. Shit, I mean theres nothing interesting to even write about our date. I'll keep her around for 26by26 but I'm not making her a priority.
HB London: We finally got together this past Saturday. I was anxious because we built a lot of sexual rapport over text/emails and I thought it may have fizzled out after she went to London for business. Luckily, it was pretty much on for the entire night. I'll write up the blog after I'm done with this one. I'm sure I'll be seeing her consistently for the next couple of weeks.
HB Apartment: Well, this one was really eager to hang out but I should have trusted my gut on this one. She told me she was from Indiana, just over the border, but nonetheless, I was expecting someone who had their own apartment in Chicago. I'm not going to Indiana, ever lol. She was pretty socially awkward as well. Details to come in the blog from the weekend. I guess I'll keep her around but I wouldn't mind if she fades away like Alicia Silverstone.
HB Social Worker: After our date at Lion's Head, I've kept good contact via text. I haven't gotten sexual (which is odd that I've waited so long) but I think I'll change that this week. Chicago Cheeco doesn't have time to waste. I need to weed out who isn't DTF. I'm sure I'll be seeing her more often in a couple of weeks, when she leaves her job that has her working crazy hours. Keeper!
HB Nanny: After our date at Piece Pizza, I've done a good job with call back humor via text. I have a feeling I'll be seeing her consistently. Shes actually really laid back and I wouldn't mind keeping her as a friend. Again, I need to take the text conversations sexual. Keeper!
HB Force: I think attraction is pretty much dead on this one. She's responsive when I text but our date was kinda lame. I didn't kino, we were too laid back. We let each other know when we're in the city but we haven't met up. I think I should do some attraction text game with her. Thats a situation.
HB Cali: We were suppose to hang out this past Friday but she canceled because her kid [hey at least she gets down lol] was sick. This girl is saved in my phone as ***, DTF. Its a matter of when. I just don't want to commit to a Friday night.
HB March Maddness: Since our date, we've stayed in contact via text. Its actually kind of funny. We literally played phone tag all week. We finally got in touch with each other yesterday but hey, shes calling me back everyday. She wants it..and who is going to give it to her? This guy.
HB Icantellyou'realreadygoingtoflake: After we didn't meet up the night I went to Howl at the Moon, she hasn't responded. Go figure. I actually just invested in Race's text program. I'll try out some of his "re engagement" stuff on her. To be continued...
HB Orlando: Since I got her number, I've done nothing but be a borderline creep with her via text. Her response? She always engages me in text and asks me on Monday, what I have planned for the weekend because she REALLY wants to meet me #nothingbetterthanagirlthatwantsit
I'm sure I'm forgetting someone but obviously I didn't think much of them. So now comes the fun part. Day 2s. My self imposed nickname is "The second date bandit". Why? Stay tuned and you'll find out.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Validation is a female dog
So its been quite the week. I've gone out 4 days in a row. I've set up first dates with 3 girls off of match (which I'll discuss in a later post.) Last night I opted to skip out on the Cubs opener, because I'm not a fan bar hoping in cold, wet, raining weather. I shot HB Dougie a text moments before I left my internship for the day. I was intrigued as to whether she would respond because we made plans for Sunday brunch. We agreed to watch a movie and hangout for a bit.
I hate movie theatre seats that don't let you raise the arm rest up. Correction, I hate new movie theatres that don't let you raise the arm rest up. It hurts my game! So we awkwardly cuddled between the arm rest and made a pretzel. I sneaked a couple of kisses in between the movie but the fun came after we went next door for a quick bite and drink and made out in the elevator. Hott.
Anyway, the point of this post is that I'm now attached to the outcome. It blows. If I see her tomorrow, it'll be the second weekend in a row that I hang out with her on two different days. What sucks is that I intentionally set up other dates in the week so I wouldn't place much value on HB Dougie. Sadly (?) I still placed value on her. Why? I don't know because I like her? If you go on enough dates, you're bound to start to like some of these girls...right?
Tonight should be fun. I'm FINALLY meeting up with HB London for drinks. The last time we emailed, we were exchanging favorite sex positions/fantasies. Should be interesting. HB socialworker shot me a text saying she wants to get together LATE. #planned booty call?
I hate movie theatre seats that don't let you raise the arm rest up. Correction, I hate new movie theatres that don't let you raise the arm rest up. It hurts my game! So we awkwardly cuddled between the arm rest and made a pretzel. I sneaked a couple of kisses in between the movie but the fun came after we went next door for a quick bite and drink and made out in the elevator. Hott.
Anyway, the point of this post is that I'm now attached to the outcome. It blows. If I see her tomorrow, it'll be the second weekend in a row that I hang out with her on two different days. What sucks is that I intentionally set up other dates in the week so I wouldn't place much value on HB Dougie. Sadly (?) I still placed value on her. Why? I don't know because I like her? If you go on enough dates, you're bound to start to like some of these girls...right?
Tonight should be fun. I'm FINALLY meeting up with HB London for drinks. The last time we emailed, we were exchanging favorite sex positions/fantasies. Should be interesting. HB socialworker shot me a text saying she wants to get together LATE. #planned booty call?
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
HB Crutches
Opener: 500x template
5 emails total (2 her/3 me)
She responded to the 500x email with
“love your profile - i'm looking for exactly the same thing. i like to start off with absolutely no pressure / lets be friends and if that leads to random cuddling - great! if that leads to something more - even better! so yes, i'm aboard that train of casualness”
Since she was clearly on board with the “friends first mentality”, she had her B shield down and I felt confident that I would number close. I used the “normal enough” closer and she shot me a text the next morning.
I think its important to be empathetic and definitely convey emotions via email. What I hate about text/email is that its so emotionless. You could never tell if someone is upset or if SOMEONE IS UPSET. I’m not advising to put your emails in all caps but be weary of sounding like an asshole when playfully teasing. She mentioned she recently has surgery and that’s why it took her days to respond. Empathetically, I put myself in her shoes and tried to imagine how much it would suck.
Lesson learned: Be nice, its pays off sometimes…
We met at Lion’s Head pub for a couple of drinks on St.Pattys. SIDE NOTE: As I walk into the bar on the biggest drinking night of the year, it was empty. Seriously. As two servers approached me, I asked them if they were closed because I was shocked nobody was there. I took a half day at my internship for this?
HB Crutches shows up in…crutches! But she is completely decked out in Irish gear. It was quite comical to hear people in the street yell, “What a trooper! Shes a keeper dude!”.
Since it was the first day of March Madness, it was hard to pay attention to anything she was saying! I use my grounding story to lead the conversation and we take it from there. So something that I did remember while watching Louville get spanked was that shes on a semi professional football team, The Chicago Force. In my best McLovin impression, I tell myself, "I have a boner". After talking about how she tore her ACL and how she abrutely quit her job because she was tired of it, she steered the conversation towards career goals/ambitions and travel. Fun stuff to talk about...
Something that Sinn always says is a good indicator of success in the interaction is movement and compliance. I suggest we go to another bar to meet my friend. She agreed but my friend bailing on me .Great. We head over to a pizza joint and grab a slice and kill some time. She offered to go grab a movie but honestly, I wanted to get my drink on with friends in the burbs. We part ways and date was successful?
This was my first date off of match since I decided to go out and go HARD. I didn’t do any kino [touching] or make the conversation sexual. I was too much of a friend.
Lesson learned: F it. Go hard or go home. I know she’ll invite me out to hangout but its going to take some game to break through that friendship role I put myself into.
[I’m ass backwards and didn’t post this first. This was about 2 weeks ago. Initially, she didn’t respond to my follow up text messages but shes been extremely receptive. She’s invited me out a couple of times. Seems like this is going to take some work.]
Magic Man and El Diablo
“If you smell a delicious, crispy smell after the race, it's not your tailpipe. It's just a little of Shake and Bake!”
The countless stories that I have with my best bud Wing “Magic Man”...thats a post that could challenge War and Peace. The only reason that we don’t have a combined 15 kids with 15 different women is that we’re on different schedules. I went the traditional school route while Magic Man has been fighting crime ever since I can remember.
The latest chapter to our debacle night starts out at Howl at the Moon. Actually, I met HB March Maddness for drinks before I went over to meet Magic Man. We shot the shit, teased her a bit, but I used my grounding story to lead the conversation. This is something that I’ve been working on and I will post tomorrow because I’m sure I’m going to get bored of looking at files at my internship in the morning. The date ends on a good note and I’ll follow up on a different post.
After spotting Magic Man I’m introduced to the girls (his girlfriend’s friends). I literally have my pick as to who I should chat up first. After catching up with my friends who showed up a bit later, I decide to be social. HB Dougie makes her way over to our table and I start asking her how she knows the group. After she tells me she’s currently in school for counseling, we hit it off really well. I use a combination of being an asshole/having fun/teasing/genuinely wanted to get to know her better…I ask her to come with me to the bar for a round of drinks. I pull Sinn’s “ring routine” on her and she eats it up. She then stares at me and pulls me in for a kiss. As she leaves the bar, she sends me a text saying something along of lines of “I better see you tomorrow”.
Sure enough, I join Magic Man/his girlfriend/and her friends at the bar at the next night. I also ended up bring my trusting W Marky Mark. His buddy drives us to the bar and is our DD for the night. Good thing because Magic Man and his girlfriend left early. HB Dougie and her friend stay and hangout with the rest of us for the night. I make my intentions with her quite clear as I tell her:
“whoever your ex boyfriend was didn’t spank you enough because you need to put in your place more often”
“I bet you’re the type of girl that’s really sexual with someone once you put your walls down. Like, I bet your boyfriends think they walked onto a porn set after the third time you’ve had sex with you”
“I bet you have a dominatrix outfit at home. We’re never going to workout because I don’t do handcuffs or safety words” [as she tells me she LOVES being handcuffed].
“Listen, I know you’re just being nice because you’re trying to get in my pants. Its NOT going to happen”
So, let me just say that I don’t know how I became confident on the dance floor, I just did. I realize that I probably have no dance skills what so ever but I truly enjoy myself and have a fun time when I hit the dance floor. That’s what its all about. I’m sure there were guys laughing at me when HB Dougie and I were on the stage grinding on each other but you know what…I’m the one who HB Dougie has been texting all week. She refused to come back to W Marky Mark’s place afterwards but hey, might as well try right?
[I’m writing this a couple of days after the weekend. She’s been texting me all day. Seriously, all day, beginning at 7am. Nothing better than a girl that wants it.]
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
My Grounding Story and Lists
***No story here, just PU related***
Dominican U --->Cross Country (Didn't want college to be like HS...begining of self improvement junkie).
Majoring in Criminology/Sociology---> Law School....Social Work (I decided against law school because I wanted to do some good in the community).
Working at a non profit--->passion for helping people (I found my true calling, social work)(Everything happens for a reason)(Hardest job EVER during the recession)
I know this probably makes absoltely no sense to a lot of you. So if it doesn't, Stop reading! This is my grounding story that I typically start out every set or first date with. As I write this, I heading to class and meeting HB Social Worker after...I'll have to perfect this. Basically, there are a ton of routes that I can take the conversation with these small stories. Instead of exchanging interview questions, I tend to tell a lot about myself and see if the chick can relate to it.
Things I want women to know about me
Funny
Outgoing
Passionate
Witty
Leader
Activist
Strong
Ambitious
Understanding
Emotionally Stable
Qualities I Want in Women
Outgoing
Educated(Going to School)
Traveler(Explorer)
Goal Orientated
Active
Adventurous
Supportive
Emotionally Stable
Communicator
Inclusive
Honest
Good Communicator
Things I Can Talk to Women About
Guatemala/El Salvador (Traveling Abroad)(Friendships)
Small Family (3 Sisters haha) (nephew/godson)
Music (Ipod)(festivals)
School (Fate...London/Human Trafficking)--->Me and you on this date
(Friendship, sisters)
(Feminism)
Tattoos (Adventurous....zip lining in Guatemala)
Spanish (speak other languages?)
My goals/ambitions
Cubs Fan
Social Work
Reality TV (Jersey Shore)
Writing a book (poverty in paradise)
Dominican U --->Cross Country (Didn't want college to be like HS...begining of self improvement junkie).
Majoring in Criminology/Sociology---> Law School....Social Work (I decided against law school because I wanted to do some good in the community).
Working at a non profit--->passion for helping people (I found my true calling, social work)(Everything happens for a reason)(Hardest job EVER during the recession)
I know this probably makes absoltely no sense to a lot of you. So if it doesn't, Stop reading! This is my grounding story that I typically start out every set or first date with. As I write this, I heading to class and meeting HB Social Worker after...I'll have to perfect this. Basically, there are a ton of routes that I can take the conversation with these small stories. Instead of exchanging interview questions, I tend to tell a lot about myself and see if the chick can relate to it.
Things I want women to know about me
Funny
Outgoing
Passionate
Witty
Leader
Activist
Strong
Ambitious
Understanding
Emotionally Stable
Qualities I Want in Women
Outgoing
Educated(Going to School)
Traveler(Explorer)
Goal Orientated
Active
Adventurous
Supportive
Emotionally Stable
Communicator
Inclusive
Honest
Good Communicator
Things I Can Talk to Women About
Guatemala/El Salvador (Traveling Abroad)(Friendships)
Small Family (3 Sisters haha) (nephew/godson)
Music (Ipod)(festivals)
School (Fate...London/Human Trafficking)--->Me and you on this date
(Friendship, sisters)
(Feminism)
Tattoos (Adventurous....zip lining in Guatemala)
Spanish (speak other languages?)
My goals/ambitions
Cubs Fan
Social Work
Reality TV (Jersey Shore)
Writing a book (poverty in paradise)
Monday, March 28, 2011
Buyers Remorse
HB Hippy
So I have this thing where I hate going to partys ‘S-O-L-O’ [Youtube the Jumpsmokers remix] even if I know the people at the club/bar/party. I need to walk in with an entourage. ITS HOW I ROLL SON. So it was my sisters (graduate school sisters- don’t ask) birthday party on Friday. I hit up match HARD that week and get a couple of numbers. I end up running text game with HB Hippy all week and we decide to meet up before the party in Andersonville.
First of all, its pouring rain and I don’t do umbrellas. I show up at the bar drenched! I B line to the bathroom and they only have those ‘accelerator’ hand dryers. I stuck my head under it. Yeah, I felt my brain being pushed to the back of my skull. HB Hippy finally makes it over and I run my grounding routine on her. We get some rapport over being healers (she owns her own acupuncture practice). She mentions she doesn’t have plans so we hit up my lil sis’ bday party.
Let me just say that I HATE the fact that some people just don't look like their pictures. As HB Hippy walked over to the bar and ordered a drink, I pulled up match on my phone to verify her age. She was literally dressed like a female Fonz. I'm sucker for perky boobs, so naturally I let her fashion mishap slide.
I create some kino on the cab ride over as it was freezing out for a March night. So we get to the bar and we’re about to order drinks, she pulls me in and we make out. I pull away, give her the “stop being so sexually aggressively!” with a grin. This continues throughout the night and the entire cab ride back. I try inviting myself over but she mentions she has boxing in the AM. I get home, get the good night text and that was the last I heard from her. No more texts/emails. #buyers remorse
I think I made it too obvious that I was only looking to hookup...I never tried to make any future plans or 'set up dates' so she wouldn't think I was looking for a one night stand. Lesson learned.
As if the night couldn't get better, I end up taking a $45 cab ride back to the burbs and my ex gf HB M sends me a text at 2am telling me that she needs space from me, again. I'm so over that drama queen. Perfect example of a hot girl with issues. F.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
...I'm Baaaaack! Part II (Daddy's Girl)
So after the semi bust date with HB London....I mean HB Finance lol...I joined some friends for pizza rolls, tequila shots and one hell of a discussion on ecstasy. So I made a decision to blow off HB London and meet up with HB feminist. I rationalized it as "I have great rapport with HB London, when she comes back from her trip (Hurry, guess where shes going to) we'll just meet up".
So I get an address from HB feminist and I'm off to Humboldt Park. My intial thoughts, "Wait, she gave me an address in Humboldt Park?". I almost poop my pants because its past 7pm and the street lights are on. Not a good time to be in Humboldt Park.
I roll up to this place not knowing what to expect at midnight on a saturday night in the middle of Humboldt Park. As I find parking next to the town alcoholic who is passed out and the numourus bottles of broken glass, I walk over to the bar and I call my little sister.
Me: LD, I'm just calling you because I'm meeting someone for the first time in the ghetto and I don't know if I'll make it out alive. This might be the last time I talk to you.
LD: Don't get human trafficked!
Awesome advice at midnight.
So we I walk in and after the bouncer gives me shit for wearing a hat I'm now forced to meet someone for the first time with hat hair. This keeps on getting better. So this bar is closet but with million people packed into it with LOUD bachata music blasted. OK, so I'm now meeting someone for the first time with hat hair and I'm going to be screaming at her while I'm two feet away. OK no biggie.
After I'm introduced to her roomie, I get the first round of drinks because I'm a classy mother effer like that. I then notice her roomie talking to an older guy...Like old enough to be her dad. My thoughts? "I need to cock block this guy so her roomie will love me and won't mind when she can't sleep at 2am because we're "loud" ".
I ask HB feminist, "Whos that dude?"
Her: Thats my dad.
Me: Haha, you mean like a sugar daddy? Thats cute [insert inappropiate laughing]
Her: What? No, thats really my dad.
OK, bad enough I'm completely out of my element here, with hat hair, while I'm shouting at you what I'm majoring in but YOU BROUGHT YOUR DAD?
The rest of the night consisted of a bunch of inappropiate dad jokes including:
"Should I ask your dad if he wants to dance?"
"Can I do a body shot off your dad?"
"You hang out with your dad often?, thats not wierd"
"I'm a fan of threesomes (as I look over his way)"
"How about the weirdos on Match. I had this one girl introduce me to her dad on our first date"
Hopefully she got the fucking picture. Leave your dad at home ladies.
So I get an address from HB feminist and I'm off to Humboldt Park. My intial thoughts, "Wait, she gave me an address in Humboldt Park?". I almost poop my pants because its past 7pm and the street lights are on. Not a good time to be in Humboldt Park.
I roll up to this place not knowing what to expect at midnight on a saturday night in the middle of Humboldt Park. As I find parking next to the town alcoholic who is passed out and the numourus bottles of broken glass, I walk over to the bar and I call my little sister.
Me: LD, I'm just calling you because I'm meeting someone for the first time in the ghetto and I don't know if I'll make it out alive. This might be the last time I talk to you.
LD: Don't get human trafficked!
Awesome advice at midnight.
So we I walk in and after the bouncer gives me shit for wearing a hat I'm now forced to meet someone for the first time with hat hair. This keeps on getting better. So this bar is closet but with million people packed into it with LOUD bachata music blasted. OK, so I'm now meeting someone for the first time with hat hair and I'm going to be screaming at her while I'm two feet away. OK no biggie.
After I'm introduced to her roomie, I get the first round of drinks because I'm a classy mother effer like that. I then notice her roomie talking to an older guy...Like old enough to be her dad. My thoughts? "I need to cock block this guy so her roomie will love me and won't mind when she can't sleep at 2am because we're "loud" ".
I ask HB feminist, "Whos that dude?"
Her: Thats my dad.
Me: Haha, you mean like a sugar daddy? Thats cute [insert inappropiate laughing]
Her: What? No, thats really my dad.
OK, bad enough I'm completely out of my element here, with hat hair, while I'm shouting at you what I'm majoring in but YOU BROUGHT YOUR DAD?
The rest of the night consisted of a bunch of inappropiate dad jokes including:
"Should I ask your dad if he wants to dance?"
"Can I do a body shot off your dad?"
"You hang out with your dad often?, thats not wierd"
"I'm a fan of threesomes (as I look over his way)"
"How about the weirdos on Match. I had this one girl introduce me to her dad on our first date"
Hopefully she got the fucking picture. Leave your dad at home ladies.
...I'm Baaaaack! Part I
So I feel like this is the first weekend out with intentions of "getting it in" in awhile. I feel as though I should have an anthem, "T.I. I'm Back"?. So after shooting the shit with HB Finance, HB London and HB feminist all week I had some decisions to make when Saturday came around. HB Feminist is Mexican, which means shes fucking hot because I don't fall for Mexicans, so I def made her the priority. She told me she was in some play so she wasn't available till after 10, maybe. "Maybe" because she was planning on going out with her family. *Key Point*
So I only shot text game with HB Finance and HB Feminist. HB London was quite different. After an initial 90 minute phone conversation, I could tell she digged me because she constantly texts me. Lesson learned, get.her.on.the.phone. Its painful but its worth it.
So I decide to meet HB Finance for drinks at Killer Margaritas. After getting a series of "I'm nervous texts", (seriously, who does that? #awkward) she shows up and it hits me HARD. I got pictures and phone numbers confused. I mean, I started to think I even saved her under the wrong name. The entire time shes sitting across the bar from me, I'm thinking to myself "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?". At least my Margariata was good. She wouldn't have one because they have "too many calories". Really. Really?
I honestly don't know if I'll call her back. I couldn't decide but I get her facebook info...you know, to get my ex gf jealous. HA. I think I'll continue to pursue her only to reach 26 by 26.
to be continued....
So I only shot text game with HB Finance and HB Feminist. HB London was quite different. After an initial 90 minute phone conversation, I could tell she digged me because she constantly texts me. Lesson learned, get.her.on.the.phone. Its painful but its worth it.
So I decide to meet HB Finance for drinks at Killer Margaritas. After getting a series of "I'm nervous texts", (seriously, who does that? #awkward) she shows up and it hits me HARD. I got pictures and phone numbers confused. I mean, I started to think I even saved her under the wrong name. The entire time shes sitting across the bar from me, I'm thinking to myself "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?". At least my Margariata was good. She wouldn't have one because they have "too many calories". Really. Really?
I honestly don't know if I'll call her back. I couldn't decide but I get her facebook info...you know, to get my ex gf jealous. HA. I think I'll continue to pursue her only to reach 26 by 26.
to be continued....
Speed Dating = Super Dumb
Well, actually it was pretty cool being the most interesting guy out of 4 Indian guys that work in IT. So at my monthly dinner with my bffl, yeah I said it, she told me that she always wanted to go speed dating but was too embarrassed to go. Little did she know that I've been trying to go for weeks. We ended up signing up for the next available round.
So we walk in and I see nothing but grenades and landmines but I order another beer (after we pounded two beers and shots before we walked in) in hopes that the HBs would get cute. Mission accomplished. I think I remember telling W bffl minutes before it started, "I'm drunk and I'm horny!".
Talk about busts...There was one cute girl who I was interested because she reminded me of Alanis Morissette before she got weird. Too bad her cubby friend thought my bffl was my girlfriend #swinga! I number closed this older lady from Conneticut just because she was a cute blonde. I like cute blondes. I was so drunk that I one point I think I asked one of the uglier girls, "How do you feel about threesomes?" only because I was talking to another girl as well. Clearly, I'm a witty drunk.
So, overall, this was a bust, not worth the $35 cover but I guess I'd be willing to do it again, NOT ON A FRIDAY NIGHT.
So we walk in and I see nothing but grenades and landmines but I order another beer (after we pounded two beers and shots before we walked in) in hopes that the HBs would get cute. Mission accomplished. I think I remember telling W bffl minutes before it started, "I'm drunk and I'm horny!".
Talk about busts...There was one cute girl who I was interested because she reminded me of Alanis Morissette before she got weird. Too bad her cubby friend thought my bffl was my girlfriend #swinga! I number closed this older lady from Conneticut just because she was a cute blonde. I like cute blondes. I was so drunk that I one point I think I asked one of the uglier girls, "How do you feel about threesomes?" only because I was talking to another girl as well. Clearly, I'm a witty drunk.
So, overall, this was a bust, not worth the $35 cover but I guess I'd be willing to do it again, NOT ON A FRIDAY NIGHT.
Learning Curve = Winning
So I've been brutally bored at my internship lately so I've been spending hours on match while I'm suppose to be changing lives. I guess I'm still changing lives, once I B my L on her Ts. LOL.
So to make a long story short in a couple of weeks I've gotten about 12 numbers. I'm not bragging, I'm only saying that I've had a lot of success. Not that a phone number means anything, because it doesn't (FLAKES), but I'm curious to find out how many numbers I can turn into dates. So for those interested, I'm also going to include # close transcripts. Its not that hard, you just have to be different from the other losers on there. OK, heres my list...
HB Feminist
HB Finance
HB London
HB socialworker
HB Apartment
HB Nanny
HB Force
HB Cali
HB March Maddness
HB icanalreadytellyou'regoingtoflake
HB Orlando
For obvious reasons, I'm not disclosing names. I'll update this and let you know how the list turns out. They say 80% of the pleasure you get comes from 20% of the women you talk to. So according to this, I'm only going to sleep with 2.5 of these women. That means I have to hope that one of these girls lied and is a midget.
So to make a long story short in a couple of weeks I've gotten about 12 numbers. I'm not bragging, I'm only saying that I've had a lot of success. Not that a phone number means anything, because it doesn't (FLAKES), but I'm curious to find out how many numbers I can turn into dates. So for those interested, I'm also going to include # close transcripts. Its not that hard, you just have to be different from the other losers on there. OK, heres my list...
HB Feminist
HB Finance
HB London
HB socialworker
HB Apartment
HB Nanny
HB Force
HB Cali
HB March Maddness
HB icanalreadytellyou'regoingtoflake
HB Orlando
For obvious reasons, I'm not disclosing names. I'll update this and let you know how the list turns out. They say 80% of the pleasure you get comes from 20% of the women you talk to. So according to this, I'm only going to sleep with 2.5 of these women. That means I have to hope that one of these girls lied and is a midget.
Monday, March 14, 2011
UPDATE: January - March
SO I've avoided this blog for a lot of reasons, I'll sum up the past couple months with a list of what I learned. Sinn has me into lists now. I.E. making a list of goals, stuff to improve on everyday, stuff to bring up in conversation. I wish I would have came across Sinn years ago.
1) I received 'supervision' for my decemeber DUI.
Lesson Learned: Don't drink and drive, because its fucking expensive.
2) Stick to your rules for dating.
Lesson Learned: I broke my rules for HBredheadteacher. A mixture of breaking comfort and ignoring all the other HBs that I was dating. She broke up with me via GOOGLE CHAT after a month.
3) Remember the procedure for online dating.
Lesson Learned: Keep it moving forward. Email, phone number, date, sleep with her by date # 2.
I recently 'skyped' with a girl that was out of town for the weekend. We hadn't met so it w as super awkward. It was like a date. Soo, its been a couple of days and she hasn't returned my call/texts or invite to another skype session. Bad mistake. Maybe after a meet up, but not before.
4) Ex girlfriends suck.
Lesson Learned: HB M
I'll probably update this every other day from now on. I'm taking PU quite seriously. I know, you've heard that before but you only live once. Lets do this.
1) I received 'supervision' for my decemeber DUI.
Lesson Learned: Don't drink and drive, because its fucking expensive.
2) Stick to your rules for dating.
Lesson Learned: I broke my rules for HBredheadteacher. A mixture of breaking comfort and ignoring all the other HBs that I was dating. She broke up with me via GOOGLE CHAT after a month.
3) Remember the procedure for online dating.
Lesson Learned: Keep it moving forward. Email, phone number, date, sleep with her by date # 2.
I recently 'skyped' with a girl that was out of town for the weekend. We hadn't met so it w as super awkward. It was like a date. Soo, its been a couple of days and she hasn't returned my call/texts or invite to another skype session. Bad mistake. Maybe after a meet up, but not before.
4) Ex girlfriends suck.
Lesson Learned: HB M
I'll probably update this every other day from now on. I'm taking PU quite seriously. I know, you've heard that before but you only live once. Lets do this.
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