I feel a lot like Stella when she got her groove back today... So a couple days ago my buddy gets a hold of me because he wants to try some new food at one of out local restaurants. So I'm thinking sure why not lets roll.
We walk in the restaurant and there's a cute girl standing there and she ask how many and I said 2 and my buddy says 2.5 and the first thing that comes out of my mouth is "yea he's expecting" and she laughs, my buddy laughs, everyone in the vicinity laughs. It was a quality come back... She's smiling as she seats us and walks away. This small dude ends up being our waiter, and the closer we get to closing time the more rude he becomes. So we just kind of sit there and try to enjoy our meal, I keep noticing the girls who seated us keep looking and smiling at me. To me that says game on. The small waiter starts running his vacuum next to our table I'm thinking "dude... have some class" but we decide to go pay. I start chatting it up again with the cute girl who seated us, turns out I knew half of her family, and then we got on the subject of motorcycles and how badly she wanted one and I say "you should buy one, Lady, we could start a bad ass motorcycle gang" she giggles, my buddy has to go to the bath room so I stand there talking a little bit longer. The small waiter ends up abandoning his vacuum to come and see what were chatting about. he's just standing there giving us both dirty looks and then she gets really quite and I'm thinking what the hell. My buddy comes out of the bathroom and I yell "BYE LADY..." and we roll out.
THE NEXT DAY:
I get home from work and my buddy comes over to my house and ask me if I want to go eat some other dish at the same restaurant and I'm thinking ok why not that cute chick will most likely be working again. We walk into the the restaurant again and I see the cute girl from the night before, She says "HEYYYY FELLASSSS... Back again???" and I say "YEA... didn't get enough last night..." and smile. Some other girl seats us and we have the same rude ass waiter from the night before although I did get a refill this time. So I sit there eating on a club sandwich while my buddy is eating this Italian version of Gumbo. The cute chick keeps walking back and fourth, smiling, and occasionally commenting on something. Eventually she walks up and leans on the wall next to where my buddy is sitting looks at me and says "soooo can you eat and talk at the same time" and I say "I was born to talk and eat at the same time lady..." so we chat it up for a bit and she ask me if I want some ketchup for my sandwich and I'm thinking ketchup on a club sandwich??? But I try it and it's really not that bad it made the club sandwich have some kind of new/old taste from my childhood that I can't quite put my finger on yet. We eat and chat and eat and chat some more, and finely we're about to pay our bills up front and here comes the small angry rude waiter again. He gets a mop bucket mops around the area the cute chick is standing in and trying to flirt it up with her and then I look at her and in my (deep sexy) voice say "so.... tell me Lady, when are we going to take a ride on my motorcycle?" and she says all nervous "that would be cool and stuff:" Then I tell her "okay Lady... Write your number down and we'll make that happen..." after that I gave her a nickname and we rolled out.
Later in the car my buddy tells me that that small angry waiter was giving me the death glare, I have to admit I didn't even notice the waiter after I started talking to the cute chick. Well like my grandmother use to say "it's no skin off my ass" why should I give two shits about a small angry jealous waiter... I'm guessing she's been working there for some time and he had a crush and I ended up breaking his little heart, which is icing on the cake to me. I don't think I'll be eating there anytime soon just in case he decides to put bleach on meatballs...
Friday
Wednesday
Pregnant And 16? No, But Engaged Since 12
Every girl I've met in the last 6 months has been engaged since elementary school. To me it's like they took the school yard wedding just a little too serious. I really don't get it, those girls or the guys for the matter haven't lived a day in their life and already have a bond that's suppose to last a life time? Personally I don't think you can love someone at 12 or even 21 for that matter. I agree that you can enjoy spending time with that other person, but as far as to love them... Personally I feel like you need to love yourself before you can love anyone else, enjoy your own company rather than going nuts as a single guy or girl. I've met people that can't go a day with being single, to me that's as bad as not being able to wipe your own ass. Have some damn independence, have a little self reliance; lean how to cook your own dinner, and clean your own house, and other things fully functioning humans tend to do.
I've heard way to many people say "we've never spent more than a couple hours apart since we've met, we're so in love." and that's when I wonder what happens when one gets bored of the other? For the one more attached life as they know it ends, and for the lesser attached life goes on to the next one. It absolutely kills me to hear that kind of shit when a little freedom and independence would have taken care of the problem to start with. When you spend every waking moment with your significant other you have nothing new or exciting to tell the other person.
I came from the school of thought where you found yourself a women, any women and you make her your wife because there is a limited supply. That's bullshit. There are 6-7 Billion people on this planet, females aren't in short supply, good ones maybe, but not females as a whole. I was married once upon a time several years ago. She wasn't what I imagined out of a wife. I wanted an attractive, kind, loving, adventurous, independent, fun loving, one of a kind human beaning that couldn't be replaced easily. What I got was an overweight, lazy bulldog of a woman. Her father actually said "Son, you got the worst one of the bunch, too bad there's no refunds" about a month before I separated her, I guess I showed him. For a girls own father to say something like that to me made me sick.
At this point in my life I pretty much preach at the church of bettering yourself and going after the things you want in life, because you'll never be happy settling for second best.
I've heard way to many people say "we've never spent more than a couple hours apart since we've met, we're so in love." and that's when I wonder what happens when one gets bored of the other? For the one more attached life as they know it ends, and for the lesser attached life goes on to the next one. It absolutely kills me to hear that kind of shit when a little freedom and independence would have taken care of the problem to start with. When you spend every waking moment with your significant other you have nothing new or exciting to tell the other person.
I came from the school of thought where you found yourself a women, any women and you make her your wife because there is a limited supply. That's bullshit. There are 6-7 Billion people on this planet, females aren't in short supply, good ones maybe, but not females as a whole. I was married once upon a time several years ago. She wasn't what I imagined out of a wife. I wanted an attractive, kind, loving, adventurous, independent, fun loving, one of a kind human beaning that couldn't be replaced easily. What I got was an overweight, lazy bulldog of a woman. Her father actually said "Son, you got the worst one of the bunch, too bad there's no refunds" about a month before I separated her, I guess I showed him. For a girls own father to say something like that to me made me sick.
At this point in my life I pretty much preach at the church of bettering yourself and going after the things you want in life, because you'll never be happy settling for second best.
Thursday
If I Die I Die
I don't understand the mentality of the people I know. They want to stay "safe" in their small little bubble of a life. Every time I travel I get a talking to from my grandmother that simply goes "you're going to die if you go on this trip..." and I always respond with a "if I die, I die..." which she absolutely cringes to when I say it, but it's true. I've been putting in for new jobs lately that would help me achieve a better quality of life, and all I hear are the same old things. "you're going to die", "you're going to loose your retirement", "well we can't help you up there". first off I'm more scared of an unlived life than I am of dying. Second, retirement based with nothing is still nothing to me. Third, everyone needs help sometimes but I'm a pretty independent person, if I need that much help I'll come home with my tail tucked between my legs and we'll never speak of it again...
It just kills me to hear every one I know say their going to stay in a shitty position just for retirement. it doesn't make much since to me for someone to work the the good years of their life away so they can enjoy the last few years of "good health". Personally I'd rather enjoy the whole time. why work so hard for that few years??? The one thing we'll never ever get back is time, and I personally feel like I'm wasting mine at a dead end job.
Death, just because it's a mystery to everyone doesn't mean its a bad thing, and what could possibly kill me every time I go on a damn trip, I mean if there were hordes of raving knife wielding lunatics, poisonous pit vipers, and meteors raining from the sky, then yes I would take death a little more seriously, although freak accidents happen I'll cross that bridge with I get to it.
Failure really doesn't frighten me. I'm actually way more scared of success, I mean what if I can't handle it? now that's scary. When you're at the bottom what have you got to loose, I'm a slave to no one but the power company at the moment. Being a failure is easy, I mean hell someone will take care of you, this is America where they won't let you fall too far.
All I can say is Live for the moment because yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow doesn't officially exist yet.
It just kills me to hear every one I know say their going to stay in a shitty position just for retirement. it doesn't make much since to me for someone to work the the good years of their life away so they can enjoy the last few years of "good health". Personally I'd rather enjoy the whole time. why work so hard for that few years??? The one thing we'll never ever get back is time, and I personally feel like I'm wasting mine at a dead end job.
Death, just because it's a mystery to everyone doesn't mean its a bad thing, and what could possibly kill me every time I go on a damn trip, I mean if there were hordes of raving knife wielding lunatics, poisonous pit vipers, and meteors raining from the sky, then yes I would take death a little more seriously, although freak accidents happen I'll cross that bridge with I get to it.
Failure really doesn't frighten me. I'm actually way more scared of success, I mean what if I can't handle it? now that's scary. When you're at the bottom what have you got to loose, I'm a slave to no one but the power company at the moment. Being a failure is easy, I mean hell someone will take care of you, this is America where they won't let you fall too far.
All I can say is Live for the moment because yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow doesn't officially exist yet.
Inconvenient Facts About Women And The Relationships We Have With Them
- All simi-attractive women have that special someone they love with all their hearts
- That person they love with all their hearts is a dumb fuck 89% of the time
- The more cute a girl is, the more she's going to be able to get away with snobby shit that no one should be able to get away with, with no questions ask
- 97% women under the age of 25 will not have developed a personality
- 90% of the time if the mother is fucked up so is the daughter
- If they aren't attracted 3.8 seconds after your initial greeting they never will be
- If you look goofy, have a different kind of life style that everyone finds weird as fuck, smell like a tobacco outlet store, smoke cloves, weed, meth, or jenkem; or you're homeless, just tell a girl she's pretty you're golden, but you can't be the lest bit over weight cause that makes it creepy
- 72% of women don't have hobbies until you date them, then you're their hobby, stay away from them and their kind...
- To really get to know a woman and her ways you must go out of your way to piss her off, once pissed that's the women you're going to have to deal with
- Beauty goes skin deep, but ugly goes all the way to the bone - Redd Foxx
The Power of Nibbling Shoulders
I am convinced through my research that the most two most dangerous words for a women to hear is nibble and shoulders in the same sentence, as in "Hey Girl! I really want to nibble on those shoulders from behind." context is important she has to be showing a little shoulder or even some collar bone. Behind is pretty important to the factor because when your holding a lady behind is a little more non-threatening than from in front, less to do back there... Nibble and Shoulders are the big two though. Nibble is extremely sexual in a nonchalant kind of way, it's not quite a bite and it's not quite a kiss some where in the middle, but it makes the lady think of both. Shoulders are a stepping stone, how many times have you heard someone say "damn girl, you got sexy shoulders" you won't, or well... shouldn't. You work from the shoulders to the neck to a little make out session, sky is the limit now. Use it wisely my friends... And that's my thought for the day.
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