Loneliness and the Call of the Wild
Girls, girls, girls.
I sit around some nights at my bar and wonder at it all, all the girls all over this weird planet. There's so many of them. What's a young lad like myself to do?
Every week it's the same story. Girls, drunk or not, at the bar. Talking to me, attempting to get my attention, win my favor, or, as I sometimes expect, make me puke.
I leave the bar and the sober ones and the drunk ones and the drugged-up ones, all do the same thing. Perhaps it is my utter indifference that they are attracted to.
For a while I was in a relationship. A long one. Breaking up, getting back together. Some of you readers may know of this.
And now, it's been long enough for me to start seeing other people, hang out with other girls, you know the drill. For me, it's a five day a week program.
They all want the same thing. Relationship. Commitment.
I'd say I feel bad if I had any emotion left. But for the most part, I could care less.
I'm not going to put forth the effort. Maybe somebody really special will come my way. Who knows? But as I see and hang out with more girls day to day I realize, "Man, lots of them are fucked up." And you know, ME TOO.
I'm just not willing to get into something with some girl (or woman, if you prefer) if they have any issues. I mean, ANY. "You don't like my brand of dishsoap? GOODBYE!"
Truth is, I have enough going on as it is. Aside from my weekly regimen of hanging out with the opposite sex, I'm writing and working on my new film and as I mentioned earlier, living in Manchester, Connecticut. This is more of a problem than I am letting on.
The reason it is a problem is 5 minutes up the street is my ex-girlfriend's home. Since moving here I have seen her a few times - enough to make me nearly batty. I don't want anything with her...do I? What's going on in my head? Fuck!
The girls I meet now, oh god, three-quarters of them...fuck nearly all I can read like an open book. One girl I had been seeing, I knew something was up and it came to me one day when she was walking into her bedroom. Popping pills. No mention of that before, but there I am in my skivvies and there she is popping away. ADIOS!
As I mentioned earlier, I have enough of my own problems, bullshit going on. This doesn't only relate to talent ('Cause I've got that. Yeeeah...), but that last relationship jaded me, and it's going to take work on my end to break that. Work, and time.
Man one of my greatest friends set me up with this girl and she is so fine. I mean, she's level-headed, has a good job, has tattoos (and I like those!). She also digs good music. HUGE plus.
BUT, everytime I see her she starts talking about relationships. And she's rad, you know, she's so damn cool. And I'm lonely.
But I'm not that lonely yet.
I sit around some nights at my bar and wonder at it all, all the girls all over this weird planet. There's so many of them. What's a young lad like myself to do?
Every week it's the same story. Girls, drunk or not, at the bar. Talking to me, attempting to get my attention, win my favor, or, as I sometimes expect, make me puke.
I leave the bar and the sober ones and the drunk ones and the drugged-up ones, all do the same thing. Perhaps it is my utter indifference that they are attracted to.
For a while I was in a relationship. A long one. Breaking up, getting back together. Some of you readers may know of this.
And now, it's been long enough for me to start seeing other people, hang out with other girls, you know the drill. For me, it's a five day a week program.
They all want the same thing. Relationship. Commitment.
I'd say I feel bad if I had any emotion left. But for the most part, I could care less.
I'm not going to put forth the effort. Maybe somebody really special will come my way. Who knows? But as I see and hang out with more girls day to day I realize, "Man, lots of them are fucked up." And you know, ME TOO.
I'm just not willing to get into something with some girl (or woman, if you prefer) if they have any issues. I mean, ANY. "You don't like my brand of dishsoap? GOODBYE!"
Truth is, I have enough going on as it is. Aside from my weekly regimen of hanging out with the opposite sex, I'm writing and working on my new film and as I mentioned earlier, living in Manchester, Connecticut. This is more of a problem than I am letting on.
The reason it is a problem is 5 minutes up the street is my ex-girlfriend's home. Since moving here I have seen her a few times - enough to make me nearly batty. I don't want anything with her...do I? What's going on in my head? Fuck!
The girls I meet now, oh god, three-quarters of them...fuck nearly all I can read like an open book. One girl I had been seeing, I knew something was up and it came to me one day when she was walking into her bedroom. Popping pills. No mention of that before, but there I am in my skivvies and there she is popping away. ADIOS!
As I mentioned earlier, I have enough of my own problems, bullshit going on. This doesn't only relate to talent ('Cause I've got that. Yeeeah...), but that last relationship jaded me, and it's going to take work on my end to break that. Work, and time.
Man one of my greatest friends set me up with this girl and she is so fine. I mean, she's level-headed, has a good job, has tattoos (and I like those!). She also digs good music. HUGE plus.
BUT, everytime I see her she starts talking about relationships. And she's rad, you know, she's so damn cool. And I'm lonely.
But I'm not that lonely yet.
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TheJoeD on
One thing I've notice is that girls over the age of 25 will practically throw themselves at you if they're single. It's like a last desperate instinctive attack before they hit the spinster zone.
My level of getting flirted with has soared like 200%. Or maybe it's the girlfriend factor. I bet if i was single I'd get no hits. Nevermind.
My level of getting flirted with has soared like 200%. Or maybe it's the girlfriend factor. I bet if i was single I'd get no hits. Nevermind.
Cavutto on
Dude, I've been having the same 'problem'. I think you are right about that age thing or something, Joe. I've never had this happen before and I haven't been doing anything differently. Like I said in the blog a few days ago, I got 99 problems and bitches are like 4 of them maybe. :)
The real problem is what Andrew said. It's the quality, not the quantity. I don't have a problem with getting into the relationship or anything. I think it would be kinda nice if I could find someone who was cool, cool is hard to come by. You know what they say about the parking spaces...
The real problem is what Andrew said. It's the quality, not the quantity. I don't have a problem with getting into the relationship or anything. I think it would be kinda nice if I could find someone who was cool, cool is hard to come by. You know what they say about the parking spaces...
