Today was fun. Worked, then worked some more, smoked too many cigarettes, and narrowed down my selection of girls.
The one who got cut today was disqualified for being startlingly stupid. If you're reading this, there's a good chance I think you're pretty clever and haven't ever given you my blank, "holy fuck, did you seriously just say thatt?" look. It's not really anyone's business what exactly happened, but the look was followed by a laugh, followed by a "You're not fucking kidding? Yeah, I agree, you are an idiot."
Which was followed by her telling me she'll see me after work on Sunday.
The other ones are still about. I don't mean to sound callous about it or anything. I really don't try to have enough chicks after me to be able to pick and choose. I don't have any desire to be a pickup artist. Hell, I only attract a decent girl every few years, but when I do, there's always more than one poking around. I'll direct you to the earlier Bukowski quote.
The other two are both really good friends and not nearly as replaceable as this one was, so I hope they both never read this, meet, or decide to really get serious at the same time in the next few weeks.
Aside from that, there's not alot new. I don't even know why I wrote any of that, it's hardly that important or interesting, even to me. I guess everything really did get swamped by work, and I felt like I needed to write something anyway.
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As they say in The Last Crusade, I choose poorly.
ReplyDeleteWell. I had poor choices, and despite what I say up there, there were actually a few of them back in these days.
ReplyDeleteI wonder still what would have happened if I'd made a different choice. Shit would be sure different.