For some reason Dilbert is often the highlight of my day – today, not only was it funny, it was a close second to the actual highlight…
hot girl with soccer ball – topless 
Be careful.
There’s a tried and true strategy – if you can make someone hate you – like seething, passionate, fiery, murderous, contemptuous HATE.
you can get them into bed, 100% of the time.
I’ve never tried the strategy, because I’m not a fan of hate… but I’ve seen it work, and well.
Yup, you read that right
Here, from a guy who could care less about fashion, and who will probably not notice what you’re wearing beynd how much leg or breast it shows (that’s right, I’m blind to fashion – don’t care if it gautier or vuitton or wallyworld discount, because really, the only thing I notice is what colour it is in relation to your skin tone)
I notice you, yes… I appreciate funny things written on t-shirts… and the only thing vuitton says to me is you have horrible taste in ugly bags, and you’re willing to starve a small nation to prove it.
and then I read up on “vajazzaling”
that is – putting sparkly things around your vagina to make it more disco
to make it stand out more
to make it prettier
ouch.
gonna tell you right now?
I’d have a laughing fit.
I would fail completely to become excited, aroused or amused.
I suppose that would be a great way to ensure that I never touch you there?
I’d be too afraid of choking on a rhinestone, or chipping a tooth.
seriously.
groom, yes – keep it trimmed, or shaved, or whatever makes you happy…
but putting shiny things on with glue? On something you wouldn’t show the world? Where there is a LOT of sensitive skin that happily absorbs all kinds of toxins?
oy.
that’s just too strange. And possibly harmful.
So I have a few minor updates on some things I’ve written about previously.
First off, the shoes in the last post – I changed from the lime green laces to black laces – they’re still obnoxious, but it’s not quite as offensive. I like my super bright DC shoes (The DC outlet in New Westminster kinda kicks ass)… I may just develop a shoe habit
Secondly, Triple O’s – The hate is fading. It will never completely subside, because frankly, they charge double what they should for what they sell, considering the quality isn’t any better than say, McDonalds. That being said, cooked properly, they do have edible food – I still have yet to really enjoy a veggie burger, but the last 2 have been much better than the first, and the one before that was tolerable. I’m going for one more on Tuesday, and if it’s half as good as they convinced me it’s going to be, I’ll go every month or two. Also, out of a bitter twitter post, I’ve managed to get 4 free meals from Triple O’s, so I at least owe them honest and fair consideration. The management I’ve been talking to has been the utmost in professional, and have a fantastic attitude. Their desire to please is, while not in itself a reason to go, it’s a reason to give them a chance, and to offer honest feedback, so they can improve and achieve the standards that they aspire to. If they can consistently provide great food every single time, they’re on the right path.
As for the best love ever – my point of view is being seen in the incorrect light by the responses I’ve seen. I’m trying to look at this from an older brother perspective – seeing someone get hit by a car because they refuse to look left before they cross the street – no matter how many times you say “look left, be careful!”
THUD!
They get hit… of course, it’s not a car/truck/bus, it’s a raging douchebag… disguised as a pretty distraction.
When I like someone as a person, and think they’re good, and generally well meaning – just shallow about how boys look… makes me want to help them. Sad thing is, they always seem to fall into the same trap regardless, no matter the warning (hey, you understand this guy is the same as the last one, right? “No, he’s SO different!”) – for the record, no he isn’t… cut another notch in your bedpost girl.
Same thing can and does happen to guys.
And there are girls who are just out to get laid, and not looking for relationships – I don’t have a problem with them… The entire premise was strictly the girls who are getting repeatedly blindsided for two reasons
1) They want to be in love
2) They need it to be with someone prettier than they are.
so clearly being shallow and desperate is a bad way to be when you’re looking for a relationship. I can vouch for the lame side of being lonely (pretty much the only side), but it’s better than being used.
You know what’s pathetic?
girls nowadays – every month or two, they find a soulmate, fall head over heels, are utterly spellbound and fully of joy… and then boom… guy does things that lead her to believe that maybe it’s not mutual…
duh.
it’s a simple formula.
guy finds girl who is obviously lonely and wanting love. Lots of love.
Guy acts sweet, thoughtful, and totally, totally into her.
Girl falls for it, sleeps with him.
Guy giggles to himself because that’s all he wanted, he doesn’t even like the girl.
Guy continues sleeping with the girl until he notices another “victim” and moves on. Usually doesn’t last more than a few weeks.
For some reason, girl is STILL ready to be used the same way again a few weeks later (it takes a week or three to get over hating men, and ready to fall for the same cookie cutter bullshit)
By the time she catches on?
She’s probably slept with 15-20 guys who were all dreamy and the one.
Odds are she’s had some STI’s
Odds are she’s bitter and pissed off, and when a decent guy finally comes around, he’s going to run away because of it.
All because she has a “type”, and that type?
Guys who know for a fact that girls want them.
Most of those guys go through a period from 15 or 16 to 25 or 26 where they just nail anything pretty… then they find someone they like, and settle down.
But not with one of those girls – because those girls?
They’re too used… too bitter… expect disappointment
They go for the girls who never fell for those kinda guys – and if they did, it was once or twice and they understood the trap, and never fell into it again.
Sometimes… just sometimes… an idea pops into my head.
So sue me – I’m not always the sharpest knife in the drawer… I’m socially awkward, and I rarely manage to express my feelings honestly. I work out in my head exactly how I want things to sound, how I feel, what I want… and then I open my mouth, and what comes out is completely different.
And I hear people say things, on TV, in movies, or in other relationships – things like “Nobody will ever love you like I do” or some such… crap basically. It’s the things people say when they’re hurt and scared, and it’s not real – obviously some people think it’s real, but it never is. Those are the words of a coward trying to scare someone into being with them, or staying with them.
The best part of a real relationship?
Knowing that someone is there because it’s what they actually, honestly want.
When someone wants to be there, you don’t have to worry about them running around on you, or betraying you – because they already have who they want, and they’re happy about it.
Just simply knowing, and letting someone else know that you have what you want, and you’re happy?
Why do I suck at that? Why do so many people suck at that?
Relationship or no, marriage even – people aren’t property – they’re a blessing… and finding ways to make them happy that you’re want they want – showing them that they’re what you want – that is what a real, healthy relationship is about.
Someone who’s afraid and threatened and unsure of what they have – it breeds jealousy and anger, and even violence.
If you’re with someone who would hurt someone for looking at you sideways – run for your life, seriously, because if they were really worth being with, they’d know better – they would know that what other people do is not the least bit important, because the only thing that matters is how the person they’re with feels.
And frankly, if the person I’m with doesn’t want to be with me?
They shouldn’t be.
And no amount of jealousy, or anger can fix or change that – if I’m with someone it’s because I want to be with them, and I want them to be happy – and if someone else makes them happier, then I’d rather they be with that someone else.
That’s what love is about – caring more about how someone else feels than how you feel… Wanting them to be the happiest they can be, even to the point of not being what makes them that way.
But always striving to be the best you can, and finding ways to let them know they matter, and what they want is important.
Any yeah – hoping that they want that with you – but if it comes down to it, being graceful if what they chose isn’t you.
Jealousy is for douchebags.
And, to be honest, I’ve been that douchebag before. But it will never happen again, because it’s dishonest, it’s cruel, and it’s unkind to someone you claim to love.
Here, my friends, is to never being that douchebag.
Cheers!
not really sure to be honest…
as long as they have fun, enjoy themselves, and relax (except at moments that are supposed to be tense of course…) well,
it’s time to start thinking about that again.
I figured I had it nailed down, to put it bluntly… knew who I wanted, knew why, knew all I needed to know
but apparently having the right connection and tension with someone… the right interests… it’s not always enough
so where to go from here?
I don’t really know – but I’ll find out soon enough
It sucks when you have it all figured out, and things go according to plan, and then nothing.
Not even acknowledgment… Not even the respect of a no.
So surrender… Sick of it… Not willing to try anymore.
To be mistaken for a friend…
I … A LOT
Anyway… Time to cut my losses, give up, and walk away.
I’ve never hated the idea of giving up on anything as much as I do today.