This is either a really smart move or by far the stupidest thing that we have ever tried
I am so sick of maybe's. Don't placate me...just say yes or no, you know the answer, don't hedge the question. Sure it doesn't sound as nice when a friend IM's me "Want to go to a movie?" and I simply write back "No". But I don't. And there's no reason, just that I don't want to. So why say "maybe" and give that other person a glimmer of hope that they may possibly enjoy the pleasure of my company. I'm not a tease.
I didn't see Sin City this weekend. I feel several emotions as a result of not seeing it: envy, regret, sadness, curiousity, embarassment, etc. Easy solution: See the movie. Major roadblock: No money. Compromise #1: Rob a bank to get the money wearing sunglasses, hat, and trench coat as disguise (except don't have trench coat and can't afford one, hence my inital predicament). Compromise #2: Sneak into the theater through a back door after paying ticket guy $2 in laundry quarters to hold it open for me. Compromise #3: Wait until Friday (aka payday aka best day ever) and pay for movie as a law abiding citizen, feel sense of satisfaction having bought ticket with my hard earned money, and reward myself with the purchase of a soda and possibly popcorn.
So my non Sin City weekend....Friday night went to the previously mentioned Sluts and Studs party...drank my weight in alcohol...danced....kissed a random boy (with my tongue!)...woke up next morning feeling like death if death had been beaten repeatedly with a plastic bat and injected with a lethal dose of the stomach flu...layed on couch all day drifting in and out of consciousness while watching 5 hours (yes, 5 hours) of Bravo's 100 greatest TV characters of all time before falling asleep during the final 10...finally got off my a** at 11 pm to go to friend's bday party where I stayed for an hour, spending most of my time hovering around snack table and listening to some dude talk about how taking away your sense of sight and hearing heightens your sexual experience then responding awkwardly "Well that is interesting"...the end. Sunday did some stuff, not worth mentioning.
Time to work. I do this on occasion.
R.
3 Comments:
Hi. Reagan is it?, nice to meet you, My name is Matt. Apparently we are 3 degrees apart on Friendster. Your friend Brea knows my cool friend Jens (you probably know Jens, everybody does). Anyway, your friendster profile directed me to your blog, and hey ain't this modern life cool. If you want to try being equally modern and hip you can find my friendster profile "Matt McCaleb" where you would also be directed to my blog: http://www.xanga.com/matt_mccaleb
Getting on to the point; So I moved out here from Texas in February, and I'm still in the trying to meet people phase. I'm 25, your 25, we both like Ben Lee, blogging, you see where I'm going, yes? Right. So if you have room in your life for another tall handsome guy here's what I propose. I also didn't see Sin City this weekend, though I really wanted to. SO would you like to go see Sin City with me? If we give it the official word "date" then that means (and only means) I have to pay. Ta Da! Your financial problem for the week is solved! ...And maybe if you wanted to be fiscally fair, you could give me a copy of the new Ben Lee cd if you've got it. I know this is a little out of the ordinary, so thanks for giving me the time of day. Check me out, and if you're interested e-mail me at matt_mccaleb@yahoo.com, or if you're extra brave call me at 323.217.8184. Wow I'm out on a limb, what a view! Matt
wow, I never get dates out of my blog!! No Fair!
what can i say? i'm just that awesome.
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