New Schtick
Cut to the chase: I got laid. Normally I don't talk about it, but that's because it's usually with people I know I shouldn't be hanging out with, so I keep it on the down low. And maybe I shouldn't have done it this time, but I did, so there. This time it was with someone new. Not someone who has been jerking me around for 4 years. Not someone who has a girlfriend (that I know of). Not someone who ignores me. However, I have known him for several years in an acquaintance kind of way. He's friends with a woman I lived with a long time ago (like 4 years ago, actually). I haven't seen him since last summer, but we hung out the other night, and well, you know how it goes. Alcohol definitely makes things a lot easier.
Anyway, I'm not sure where it's going from here. There have been texts, but this is a holiday weekend, and apparently his roommate's birthday is Friday, so I won't be seeing him until some time next week. He promised to help me with my taxes. Yep, he's a financial guy. Who would have ever thought? I'm a little unsure of what to do from here. I already gave up the goods, so there's really no mystery. I have to rely on being really really awesome instead. That never seems to go well for me. Although truth be told, nothing ever seems to work well for me, so what difference does it make? I'm also a bit unsure of what's going to go on because many years ago my friend warned me that this guy was a bit of a player. At her wedding, me and another girlfriend of hers made fun of the fact that he brought a bimbo date and ended up having to sit at a table with a bunch of strangers because he neglected to RSVP for two. So I'm not sure what to think. He's fun, good looking, smart, successful, and charismatic. And an enthusiastic lover. He also has a giant tattoo on his back/shoulder (Mom would love that). But essentially, it's not all bad. It could be good. Or it could be a disaster. But I'm just glad it's a little different schtick and I'm going down a little different path.
By the way, Planned Parenthood is right next door to his house.
How apt.
Anyway, I'm not sure where it's going from here. There have been texts, but this is a holiday weekend, and apparently his roommate's birthday is Friday, so I won't be seeing him until some time next week. He promised to help me with my taxes. Yep, he's a financial guy. Who would have ever thought? I'm a little unsure of what to do from here. I already gave up the goods, so there's really no mystery. I have to rely on being really really awesome instead. That never seems to go well for me. Although truth be told, nothing ever seems to work well for me, so what difference does it make? I'm also a bit unsure of what's going to go on because many years ago my friend warned me that this guy was a bit of a player. At her wedding, me and another girlfriend of hers made fun of the fact that he brought a bimbo date and ended up having to sit at a table with a bunch of strangers because he neglected to RSVP for two. So I'm not sure what to think. He's fun, good looking, smart, successful, and charismatic. And an enthusiastic lover. He also has a giant tattoo on his back/shoulder (Mom would love that). But essentially, it's not all bad. It could be good. Or it could be a disaster. But I'm just glad it's a little different schtick and I'm going down a little different path.
By the way, Planned Parenthood is right next door to his house.
How apt.
posted by Ocean | 12:04 AM
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