Sobering up a bit... so ignore any typos and/or obvious grammatical errors you nitpicking cocksmokers.
Tonight was interesting. I saw Ghostland Observatory at this cool outside venue, Stubb's. Both "G" and "E" were there. "G" was with a couple of friends, and one of them ,"J", she told me about a couple of months ago. She wants to hook me up; she's trying to play matchmaker. "J" is cute as fuck (a milf). We shot the shit, and laughed, and told little lame stories. She bought me a drink. It was a very cool dynamic. I felt semi-pimpish with "G", "E", and "J" all vying for attention. I was dressed to impress. I wanted ladies to check me the fuck out and be like dayum who's that smooth motherfucker? Had a gray dress shirt on, with a black striped vest over it, a silk black tie, a black striped golf hat, black pants and brand new black and white Adidas'. Girls were checkin' me out all night. At one point this drunk chick fell into me at one point. She looked into my eyes... I smiled and she smiled broadly... but I gently pushed/helped her along - didn't mess around with that ho. Immediately after that "G" had her hands all over my back hah. It was a new and different feeling. Confidence feels cool. To feel wanted. It's new.
I had so many smiles sent my way tonight it was ridiculous. But here I am, home alone. The difference is it was my choice. Patience is a virtue. I'm not really tripping over my dick trying to get fucked. I mean the girl who I bone for the first time will have to be speschiul. Screw "casual encounters". I'm better than that. I'm creating value. I am worth something, and the girl who is special enough to take my virginity will know that. I'm a fucking catch. I own a pimp car. have a fantastic job, own my own condo, am upbeat and enthusiastic, am pretty funny once I feel comfortable enough with you, std-free, aren't fat, have a keen sense of style (askmen.com is the bomb), have no baggage, am cultured and well-traveled and am genuienly a nice guy, who looks out for others. I have a LOT going for me. I'm a goddamn catch!!!
Oh yeah... I'll tell you about "K", "R" and "T" tomorrow.
In other news, this is one of my new favorite songs. [yt=width,height]<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKL2zL0p7Dk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKL2zL0p7Dk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>[/yt]
ps: haha even a few obviously gay dudes were checking me out.
Edited Sun Nov 16 2008, 08:00am
I'm not really tripping over my dick trying to get fucked. I mean the girl who I bone for the first time will have to be speschiul. Screw "casual encounters". I'm better than that. I'm creating value. I am worth something, and the girl who is special enough to take my virginity will know that. I'm a fucking catch. I own a pimp car. have a fantastic job, own my own condo, am upbeat and enthusiastic, am pretty funny once I feel comfortable enough with you, std-free, aren't fat, have a keen sense of style (askmen.com is the bomb), have no baggage, am cultured and well-traveled and am genuienly a nice guy, who looks out for others. I have a LOT going for me. I'm a goddamn catch!!!
Seriously though I'm glad you're getting some swagger going, Kyle. It'll take you a fuck of a lot further than crippling self-doubt, that's for sure.
Edited Sun Nov 16 2008, 11:15pm
