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How did the weekend pan out?

Let's see:

Friday
Started off the weekend right. Went out with my cousin Chris and his rooommate Robin. Went to a place called the Goat Hill Tavern. Its a semi-biker type-young hip-alternative crowd kinda place. The place stunk like bleach and stale beer and had peanut shells all over the floor. Didn't drive so I got drunk.

Saturday
Did absolute squat. Waited for either of the two girls supposed to call. They didn't.

Sunday
Went out with the ex. Yeah yeah...probably shouldn't have. What a bust that night was too.

The Ex
My ex (we shall call her Texi) had got herself hooked on some kind of pain killer/muscle relaxer after we broke up in January. She has been trying to stop doing them, going to NA meetings and all. Every once in a while, we would hang out. The more times I hung out with her, the more I noticed her odd behavior. This behavior consisted of slow response and droopy eyelids...almost like she's ready to pass out at anytime. While sleeping, she would jerk and twitch and which later turned into an awake twitch. Time after time she would tell me that she was done doing them and most recently (yesterday) told me she was 11 days sober. But Saturday night she was doing the whole falling asleep thing she does like she was on the shit again. She swore up and down that she really was just tired this time. Regardless, I'm about fed up with a tired date. She stayed the night and instantly passed out jerking and twitching. The next morning I had to run errands so she had to leave and as I was telling her bye, she started this pouting look and says, "but I wanted to have sex." Too bad, because I didn't. Not that night and definately not that morning. She wanted to hang out later that day again and I told her no.

Women
I am just about done trying. Honeydew wanted to hang out this weekend and I tried to confirm that when I texted her after work on Friday. She asked when and I told her that it would be up to her because I was available anytime and she said she'd call me. Nothing. Not a damn peep. What the fuck? So you know what I say to Honeydew? Done with you.

Another girl that I work with (we shall call her Saucy) and I have been kinda flirting off and on and we have joked before about going to see a movie. SO, on Friday she asked me if I wanted to see a movie and I said yeah but knowing that it was more than likely "the game". At the end of the day, I give Saucy my number and say, "Call me if you really want to go." Nothing. I probably knew she wasn't going to call when she said "thank you" after I gave her my number. So you know what I say to Saucy? Done with you.

Shnookums and her friend? Done with you.

What? What is so wrong with me? What in the hell is the deal with women? I think I'm too white-bread. Too plain. Too old. No tattoos. Not rich. Just an average guy looking to hang out with your average girl and the average girl, along with all the rest of them, want something else. I'm tired of looking. Tired of flirting. Tired of no follow through. Tired of baggage. Tired of the games.

And all this sucks because I crave female attention right now.

I broke off my relationship I had for 6 years. Not that it wasn't going well, but there were just other better looking models out there that I could have. I was treated OK during the long time span but I never really felt satisfied.

So I am in a new relationship and have this super sexy and slim model that I have been craving for. So tiny and smooth feels great to the touch...Appreciates that I love Apple and does well to fit in.

That's right, I'm talking about the RAZR and a new service provider - T-Mobile.

I just couldn't wait for Sprint to someday get a decent looking phone. I don't think Sprint would ever get the RAZR. Plus, their service blows at the place I work.

SO, Enjoy the view! This little honey fits so snug against my leg inside my front pocket.



Look Here!

This is how the weekend panned out:

Friday
Confirmed with Shnookums that we'll (me, her, her friend, etc.) be hanging out on Saturday. She was supposed to call me and let me know what was going down.

Meanwhile, Honeydew asks me to be her date for Saturday. Her one condition was that I'd have to give it up because she needed some hot sex this weekend. I told her that I would call her and let her know.

Out of the blue, an old friend (we shall call her Dee Dee) emails me. She had been reading my dilemma on my journal. We (me, her and her friend) finally agree to hangout after work. We have a few drinks and some munchies and end up going to her house party. I met a nice group of people. We danced, laughed and drank, and drank, and drank. It ended up with a group of four of us going to a bar after. Dee Dee went home already and so I was with people I just met that night, but they didn't seemed to mind and neither did I. It was a good night.

Saturday
I wake up with an enormous headache. I dilly dally around the house for a few hours after popping a few Advil. I wait for Shnookums to call. I tell myself that I would wait until about 2-3pm for Shnookums and then I would call Honeydew.

Well, Shnookums never called and I called Honeydew too late and my night went to instant shit. Fortunately, My uncle called and invited me to a party in Mission Viejo. So I went and had a good time. I ended up taking my cousin Chris out back down in San Clemente after the party had pretty much died. He didn't fail to amuse me the rest of the night.

Sunday
I still hear nothing from Shnookums until 10pm when she texted me, "what's up?"

What the fuck? She had some damn nerve. Fucking bitch ditched my ass on Saturday. Not a damn peep! And she asks me what was up? I tell you what was up. You fucked up! You fucking stuck up flakey-ass alcoholic spoiled whiney cunt! What the fuck are you thinking asking me what's up? Did you think I'd forget that you left me hanging like a forgotten set of tighty-whiteys on a clothing line? Did you think I would just be all OK with being stood up? FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

....so I text back, "just working on a website"

I showed her.

Nothing for two hours. By this time I'm trying to fall asleep. Midnight, "See U tomorrow"

What the...? Are you smoking crack right now? What in the living hell is going through this girl's mind right now?

I do nothing. I lay back down and try to fall asleep again. But now my head is pulsing with thoughts and emotions and I'm all hyped. Its off and on for the rest of the night.

Today
I ignore Shnookums all day. I'm tired and cranky. Shnookums feels my hate for her when I happen to have to be around her and she tries to compliment my work while I am having it looked over by her Mom. I don't even look at her.

Honeydew goes home sick.

Just a bad day ugly dirty day and I can't wait to go to bed.

It took a few days but I finally figured out 2 things:

1. Shnookums isn't interested. She never really said so but she never denied it either.

2. Just when I thought I knew women, I realize I don't.

So I asked Shnookums for her friend's digits and she replied with a "I have to ask her if its OK to give it to you" kinda deal. Then, I wait for a day and finally ask Shnookums what the hell.

She said that she would invite me out this weekend with her and her friend and this guy she went out on a few dates with. A little weird but nothing really phases me.

Here's where I get confused:
When I asked Shnookums to go to the Angels game we ended up bringing her friend. I ask for the friends digits and was told that I would be invited for a group hangout. Am I missing something? It kinda makes me feel like I'm some sorta freak or crazy man that they're afraid to go out on a date with.

On the other side, Honeydew got jealous that I had lunch with Shnookums today. Honeydew came in about 12:20 and asked for a lighter, so I gave her one. About 12:30 Shnookums asked me to lunch. So I go. I get back to lunch and my lighter was returned on my desk. I get an email about an hour later stating, "Thanks for the lighter...I left it for you on your computer....hopefully you weren't too phased from your rendezvous at lunch to find it."

Women are so damn frustrating. I am so confused with all this crap. Half of me doesn't want to deal...but its women....and I love them.

So I'm here by myself on a Friday night just finishing off a bottle of Merlot.

But thats not the amusing part.

I have this infatuation with this girl at work....and there are at least two other girls from work that have an infatuation with me. So, I'm involved with this whole infatuation circle which I'd like to call the infatu-ring.

Its quite a delimma.

The other girls at work are cute and all but I really have to pick and choose because one false move and I'm "The Dick."

I'm sure there are many other things in life to complain about but this is the amusing dilemma I'm in.

The girl I'm interested in will be gone all next week so I'm really wondering how that week will turn out.

Ah, women....

Just when I thought that The Killers couldn't get any worse, I go and see them at the San Diego Street Scene....

...and they TOTALLY redeem themselves!

I think anyone over the age of 50 should have to not only take the written exam when renewing their driver's license but also get behind the wheel and take a driving test.

Its a well known (or it should be) fact that the older we get, the slower our reaction time responds as well as a continued decline of overall motor skills.

I'm tired of seeing reports on how some driver over the age of 50 ran into something or someone because they "accidentally" had mistaken the gas pedal for the brake.

Fucking old people, man.

Finally got a steady job here.

I will be their solo in-house Graphic Designer/Art Director.

I'm excited and happy and getting paid well.

Lots of visual stimulation there! Which I think is included in the benefits package.

OK.

I'm better now.

Nothing like running into an old friend to put a smile on my face.

Her daughter was beautiful and adorable.

I think the sun helps too.

Its that time.

That time where my emotional side takes over.

Finding myself wondering about love.

I feel alone, lonely.

The past few weeks I scan my surroundings looking for that person.
The one that will feel like I do as we notice one another.

Share a shy smile. Share a shy glance. Share a bond above the casual shallow flirt.

Something deeper. Stronger.
Something that will make our hearts sink. Something that connects us in a way that no one else can.

I crave it.

Everyday it gets worse. I get older. More scared. Less sure.

Am I going to find her? The one.
The one that I will adore every morning when I wake.
The one that sinks my heart with a toss of her hair.
The one that fills me with butterflies when I hold her hand.
When she holds onto me.
When she laughs.
When she smiles.

The one that causes me to lose my train of thought in anything I do.

The one who would be just like you.

Maybe not the one...

Just someone new.

Why does sushi have to cost so damn much?

I mean, it is so easy to blow $100 on sushi when on a date. Like I did last night.

What a dent that makes!

I wish sushi was half the price. I would eat it daily.

'cuz I love it!

There are freaks everywhere.

Everywhere I go - Freaks!

Freak in front of me now sitting across from me at a table in Borders.

F.R.E.A.K. !!!!!!!!!

Online news is a joke.

Yes, it's convenient but after a few years of getting 98% of my news from online sources, I am starting to get annoyed with the typos.

Granted, I am no superb proof reader or spelling genius but who in the hell sends their article out half-ass? Its downright unprofessional!

Take this for instance,"Few businesses would take an operating seriously if it was not able to run a comparable version of Office."

It is really hard to take this article seriously!

Same article, "The purchase was hotly debated at the time, many Apple watchers had wanted Apple to snap up BeOS. As with any decision the Apple public is not privy to there was plenty of second-guessing as to why Apple opted for NeXT instead of BeOS."

There is more than three things wrong with the above two sentences.

Where are the editors? Do they not exist anymore? Does no one hire a frikkin' editor? I know the last company I worked for didn't.

What the flip?

I just do'nt get ti.

I am Jack's total letdown.

Jack applied for a corporate gig.
Jack had two interviews with that gig.
Jack was narrowed down.
Jack was one of two finalists.
Jack just got the call.
Jack didn't get picked.

Jack feels like shit.

I just washed my car and "glossed" my tires.

My hands smell.

Its bad enough that audio gurus are starting to coin the "High Definition" term to show quality of sound in conjunction to your HD video experience but paper towels???

What in the hell is a "high definition clean?"

And how is it different than just "clean?"

The marketing firm for Bounty should be ashamed of themselves for not being able to think of anything better or even original OR even related to paper towels with their latest commercial.

High Definition Clean - what's the resolution on that? 720p? 1080i?

Gimmie a break.