When they don't return your phone call?
I called CBB last Friday afternoon to see how he was doing since he was in surgery. No response. Alright fine, you could be under the knife right now. Monday night I'm on Facebook and I see he is online too so I decide to be the adult here and call him. I had started to think more last week that I don't want to be with him, too much distance, me liking him but not liking him enough to make it work.
Ring, ring, ring, ring, voicemail. Leave message. Remember this is Monday night. It's Wednesday. Nothing, no call back.
Come on dude, I want to end it with you! You can't pull this avoiding me crap! Rawr.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
My horizontal life-a collection of one night stands
This probably could be the title of my blog had Chelsea Handler not taken the name first. I know I have plugged her other book before too, but I just finished her other one. Awesome book! Yeah I know other people are so into that whole Twilight series, not this girl right here, I prefer to read stories that mimic my life. Go fourth and read!
Alright enough pushing books on you. On to my somewhat interesting week-weekend..
Tuesday: While contiplating sticking one of my pens in my eye while I'm at work (bad work week) I got a text from CBB. We had talked Monday night briefly and he told me how he was doing and what not. He text me asking if I wanted to pick cucumbers in his dad's garden. I'm sure many of you are saying "umm really? That sounds kind of lame-o" but honestly, being able to do something simple like that is fine with me. I hadn't seen him in a few weeks so it would be nice to just chill. And with his injury there isn't much he can do aside from sit and watch tv.
Of course on my way to his dad's house I took two wrong turns, which I quickly corrected, but if anyone knows anything about me, it was a sure sign I needed to invest in a GPS unit ASAP! When I got to his place we sat around and talked for a bit and then he mentioned that he checked the cucumber status in the garden and there aren't any in there. Umm okie dokie so onto plan B we decided to watch a movie.
Now, he picked the movie, which was a bad version of that Brad Pitt movie Fight Club. I liked Fight Club a lot. While the movie he had wasn't bad, it was just a strange strange movie for us to watch. It was filled with tons of sex scenes (not a porno though)...well what happens when you are watching a movie w/ a guy you are dating and watching?!!?!? YEAH. Except he can't fool around right now due to his injury. *sigh* Then he decided to take one of his pain pills which then of course turned him into a drunk. Great. A drunk guy. Even more fun is that I wasn't on any sort of pill. While this pill makes him act drunk it also makes him sleepy. So, by 9:30 I was walking out the door, because I had enough fun by then. We stood out in his driveway for awhile kissing. Because that's all he can do. Of course while we were kissing he mentioned that he was leaving in 16 days too. We said goodbye and that was it.
I don't know what to really think. Do I really want a relationship that I have to drive 4 hours to see him on the weekends and vice versa? He is a great guy too, that's the crappy part! Yeah I know talking to him about this would probably help, but I didn't know how to bring it up and I didn't want to talk to him about it while he was loopy on pills. Part of me would like it to maybe work, but then part of me thinks to just let him go and find someone in a 35 mile radius.
The rest of my week was pretty unremarkable until Friday night when I went to the Madison Mallard game which is a minor league team. They have this thing called the Duck Blind. All you can eat and drink for $30.00. I'm in heaven. Of course I'm the type of girl to get my monies worth too damn it! And of course I'm the type of girl to think that after the game it's a good idea to have 1/2 the baseball team sign your chest. No and I'm not talking about my t-shirt either...haha...yeah...no one saw any boobs though, it was strictly above that area, but who wouldn't want 19-20 year old signing them? You know those guys felt like rock-stars. It was a damn good night!
After my drunkenness of having guys sign my chest, we went to another hick town bar and hung out there. One older guy in a wind breaker made the comment that he liked looking at my chest while I was picking songs out on the juke box. Right dude, you are wearing a wind breaker....
My other odd thing that happened this weekend was that on Sunday morning I was sleeping cuz that's what I do so well, I got a text..........from Med Student. WTF? I haven't heard from him since our Saturday afternoon delight.
Med Student: Sleepover?
Ummm yeah, it's 9am and you are asking me to sleep over? Huh? So, I just ignored it. Well at 2pm he then texts me again and says this:
Med Student: Maybe next time then?
Again, huh? I dunno, part of me was a little curious but then part of me wants to make him chase me and work for it a little more. So I didn't respond....
Alright enough pushing books on you. On to my somewhat interesting week-weekend..
Tuesday: While contiplating sticking one of my pens in my eye while I'm at work (bad work week) I got a text from CBB. We had talked Monday night briefly and he told me how he was doing and what not. He text me asking if I wanted to pick cucumbers in his dad's garden. I'm sure many of you are saying "umm really? That sounds kind of lame-o" but honestly, being able to do something simple like that is fine with me. I hadn't seen him in a few weeks so it would be nice to just chill. And with his injury there isn't much he can do aside from sit and watch tv.
Of course on my way to his dad's house I took two wrong turns, which I quickly corrected, but if anyone knows anything about me, it was a sure sign I needed to invest in a GPS unit ASAP! When I got to his place we sat around and talked for a bit and then he mentioned that he checked the cucumber status in the garden and there aren't any in there. Umm okie dokie so onto plan B we decided to watch a movie.
Now, he picked the movie, which was a bad version of that Brad Pitt movie Fight Club. I liked Fight Club a lot. While the movie he had wasn't bad, it was just a strange strange movie for us to watch. It was filled with tons of sex scenes (not a porno though)...well what happens when you are watching a movie w/ a guy you are dating and watching?!!?!? YEAH. Except he can't fool around right now due to his injury. *sigh* Then he decided to take one of his pain pills which then of course turned him into a drunk. Great. A drunk guy. Even more fun is that I wasn't on any sort of pill. While this pill makes him act drunk it also makes him sleepy. So, by 9:30 I was walking out the door, because I had enough fun by then. We stood out in his driveway for awhile kissing. Because that's all he can do. Of course while we were kissing he mentioned that he was leaving in 16 days too. We said goodbye and that was it.
I don't know what to really think. Do I really want a relationship that I have to drive 4 hours to see him on the weekends and vice versa? He is a great guy too, that's the crappy part! Yeah I know talking to him about this would probably help, but I didn't know how to bring it up and I didn't want to talk to him about it while he was loopy on pills. Part of me would like it to maybe work, but then part of me thinks to just let him go and find someone in a 35 mile radius.
The rest of my week was pretty unremarkable until Friday night when I went to the Madison Mallard game which is a minor league team. They have this thing called the Duck Blind. All you can eat and drink for $30.00. I'm in heaven. Of course I'm the type of girl to get my monies worth too damn it! And of course I'm the type of girl to think that after the game it's a good idea to have 1/2 the baseball team sign your chest. No and I'm not talking about my t-shirt either...haha...yeah...no one saw any boobs though, it was strictly above that area, but who wouldn't want 19-20 year old signing them? You know those guys felt like rock-stars. It was a damn good night!
After my drunkenness of having guys sign my chest, we went to another hick town bar and hung out there. One older guy in a wind breaker made the comment that he liked looking at my chest while I was picking songs out on the juke box. Right dude, you are wearing a wind breaker....
My other odd thing that happened this weekend was that on Sunday morning I was sleeping cuz that's what I do so well, I got a text..........from Med Student. WTF? I haven't heard from him since our Saturday afternoon delight.
Med Student: Sleepover?
Ummm yeah, it's 9am and you are asking me to sleep over? Huh? So, I just ignored it. Well at 2pm he then texts me again and says this:
Med Student: Maybe next time then?
Again, huh? I dunno, part of me was a little curious but then part of me wants to make him chase me and work for it a little more. So I didn't respond....
Monday, August 3, 2009
City livin'
You can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl. Is that how the saying goes? Well it's something like that.
Anywhoo..
I traveled to the big city of NYC last week. While it's standard for me to have a vacation hook up, I have come to write to tell you, I had no chances whatsoever to hook up w/ a cute boy on this trip. Reason #1, I was surrounded by gay guys. Yeah, my options were limited.
Aimee told me I had to give her a shout out in this blog. So, here is your shout out Aimee. THANKS FOR TAKING ME TO THE AIRPORT!!!!!!!!!
During the trip I rarely thought about boys, which was actually kind of nice! I didn't talk to Ray or CBB at all during the trip, minus the Saturday texts they sent me. It was nice not having to think/worry about anything really.
Of course when we got back I went right back to thinking about cute boys mode and totally wanted the waiter at The Cheesecake Factory. Somethings will never change.
As for CBB, you all saw the last text update, well I called him before I left for NYC. On Saturday he sent me a text saying "Hey call me when you are free, I'm going in for surgery" I called him last night after I got home and he was clearly doped up on drugs. He knew it was me and asked when I got done w/ work on Monday, so he said if he doesn't call me back by 4:30 tomorrow that I should call him. I couldn't help but laugh since he was so delirious.
Anyways, since CBB hasn't pulled this kind of crap on me before, I'm going to choose to believe that he did loose his phone for a week and well that he tore one of his muscles.
Monday, July 27, 2009
*Breaking news alert*
CBB just text me:
"Hey sorry lost my phone for a week plus went to the ER cause i found out i tore my hip flexer muscle"
And now I'm more confused. Honestly, I didn't think CBB would be a douche and just go on ignoring me. So, that would explain things.
Though I don't want to be duped and believe him like the Marine when he lies to me 99% of the time and I believed him.
What do I do?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!
"Hey sorry lost my phone for a week plus went to the ER cause i found out i tore my hip flexer muscle"
And now I'm more confused. Honestly, I didn't think CBB would be a douche and just go on ignoring me. So, that would explain things.
Though I don't want to be duped and believe him like the Marine when he lies to me 99% of the time and I believed him.
What do I do?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Lookin' for a good time
Hmmm I don't think in the history of booty calls, I have ever got the Saturday afternoon booty call. And to much of my delight, I liked it. Here goes the story of how I'm getting over CBB, simply by getting under someone.
Friday night, aimed w/ my best eye makeup and what I thought would have been a cuter outfit, but in hind site the outfit kind of sucked. Oh well, something I did worked that night.
Louise and I were on a mission to find the best damn mojitos in Madison. We landed at Frida's which is a super yummy place to eat. After finding the best mojitos (ask for the blueberry ones) we easily downed 3 of them. We were feeling great at this point. After random texting with people, I tried getting M to come out, he declined, so I randomly text my friend Rob. Rob and I have never hooked up, which is pretty neat, I seem to hook up w/ all my guy friends. He and a bunch of his friends were hanging out at the Great Dane downtown. Louise and I made our way over to his group.
He had a random group of people he was with. I noticed a guy behind him and I asked if he knew who he was. So, Rob turned around and asked who he was. Rob turned back to us and reported he was single and a med student. Sweet, sign me up for that.
Louise and I went to the bathroom together (yes we are girls that do that) and came back to our table/area. I tried getting past the cute med student but my boob so graciously touched his arm. I apologized to him for my boob touching him. He was very cute. Shorter, dark sexy brown eyes and dressed nice. He joked he had put his popped collar up for us. We joked and talked for a bit. He excused himself to go to another table. A bit later, he said he was leaving to go to another bar where I think/can't remember what all was said, but he gave me a kiss on the cheek and said good bye. I took down his phone number and said I would call him. Rob then took over for my phone and decided to text him asking where he was. Med student replied he was at Paul's club. I didn't want to leave so we hung out longer at the Dane drinking. I then grabbed my phone and text Med student back saying he should come back to the Dane. Rob then yelled at me saying I said the wrong thing. Med student didn't text back. UGH! Seriously, how can I fk up that bad in the texting world? It was almost bar time, so I went home.
I had gotten home that night and was all settled in my bed when I get a text from Med student saying "Let's meet up" I text back that I was already home in bed.
Saturday morning I was barely waking up when I got a text. Figuring it was my friend or something, I looked and it was the Med student asking what I was doing today. What? I figured our texting had ended last night, but here he was texting me Saturday morning asking what I was doing. I told him I was nursing my hangover. He said he had one too and that he could use some couch company. Did he just ask me to hang out? I quickly text Louise asking what the heck to wear to a "getting over a hangover w/ a guy you met last night" He then text me that he was going to take a nap and that I was welcome to join him.
Hmm let's see, cute boy asks you to come nap with him. You don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out that it was a Saturday afternoon booty call in the making. Awesome. Just what I needed/wanted.
I head over, we do the deed twice, nap and then I leave. All within a 2 1/2 hour time period. (of course during the time we are having sex I look over at this closet and notice military clothing. Seriously, he didn't mention the military once and someone how I found him)
I think I have found my calling. No more dating. Just random hook ups. I'm much better at random hook ups than dating.
Friday night, aimed w/ my best eye makeup and what I thought would have been a cuter outfit, but in hind site the outfit kind of sucked. Oh well, something I did worked that night.
Louise and I were on a mission to find the best damn mojitos in Madison. We landed at Frida's which is a super yummy place to eat. After finding the best mojitos (ask for the blueberry ones) we easily downed 3 of them. We were feeling great at this point. After random texting with people, I tried getting M to come out, he declined, so I randomly text my friend Rob. Rob and I have never hooked up, which is pretty neat, I seem to hook up w/ all my guy friends. He and a bunch of his friends were hanging out at the Great Dane downtown. Louise and I made our way over to his group.
He had a random group of people he was with. I noticed a guy behind him and I asked if he knew who he was. So, Rob turned around and asked who he was. Rob turned back to us and reported he was single and a med student. Sweet, sign me up for that.
Louise and I went to the bathroom together (yes we are girls that do that) and came back to our table/area. I tried getting past the cute med student but my boob so graciously touched his arm. I apologized to him for my boob touching him. He was very cute. Shorter, dark sexy brown eyes and dressed nice. He joked he had put his popped collar up for us. We joked and talked for a bit. He excused himself to go to another table. A bit later, he said he was leaving to go to another bar where I think/can't remember what all was said, but he gave me a kiss on the cheek and said good bye. I took down his phone number and said I would call him. Rob then took over for my phone and decided to text him asking where he was. Med student replied he was at Paul's club. I didn't want to leave so we hung out longer at the Dane drinking. I then grabbed my phone and text Med student back saying he should come back to the Dane. Rob then yelled at me saying I said the wrong thing. Med student didn't text back. UGH! Seriously, how can I fk up that bad in the texting world? It was almost bar time, so I went home.
I had gotten home that night and was all settled in my bed when I get a text from Med student saying "Let's meet up" I text back that I was already home in bed.
Saturday morning I was barely waking up when I got a text. Figuring it was my friend or something, I looked and it was the Med student asking what I was doing today. What? I figured our texting had ended last night, but here he was texting me Saturday morning asking what I was doing. I told him I was nursing my hangover. He said he had one too and that he could use some couch company. Did he just ask me to hang out? I quickly text Louise asking what the heck to wear to a "getting over a hangover w/ a guy you met last night" He then text me that he was going to take a nap and that I was welcome to join him.
Hmm let's see, cute boy asks you to come nap with him. You don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out that it was a Saturday afternoon booty call in the making. Awesome. Just what I needed/wanted.
I head over, we do the deed twice, nap and then I leave. All within a 2 1/2 hour time period. (of course during the time we are having sex I look over at this closet and notice military clothing. Seriously, he didn't mention the military once and someone how I found him)
I think I have found my calling. No more dating. Just random hook ups. I'm much better at random hook ups than dating.
All good things must come to an end...
And here it is.
CBB played the disappearing act this last week. Really dude? I hate that shit. We hung out last Thursday for a bit, things were cool. Or so I thought. Yeah, I may have asked him the question of "why do you like me?" ONLY because he has pulled that crap on me countless times before, so it's only natural for me to ask him? I guess I was wrong. We didn't text the whole time I was out of town. Wednesday night I sent a simple text asking how he was doing. And I haven't heard jack squat from him since. I hate men. What seemed like a decent enough guy, is pretty much on my shit list now. I could go on and on about how super pissed I am about this, but I don't even want to waste my time or energy bitching about him. He is a dick.
As for M. Meh, our last class is done Monday night so I'm not sure I will ever see/talk to him again. We both don't think there is enough there. Which is true, while physically I'm super duper attracted to him, I don't for see myself having a relationship with him.
CBB played the disappearing act this last week. Really dude? I hate that shit. We hung out last Thursday for a bit, things were cool. Or so I thought. Yeah, I may have asked him the question of "why do you like me?" ONLY because he has pulled that crap on me countless times before, so it's only natural for me to ask him? I guess I was wrong. We didn't text the whole time I was out of town. Wednesday night I sent a simple text asking how he was doing. And I haven't heard jack squat from him since. I hate men. What seemed like a decent enough guy, is pretty much on my shit list now. I could go on and on about how super pissed I am about this, but I don't even want to waste my time or energy bitching about him. He is a dick.
As for M. Meh, our last class is done Monday night so I'm not sure I will ever see/talk to him again. We both don't think there is enough there. Which is true, while physically I'm super duper attracted to him, I don't for see myself having a relationship with him.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
He's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!
My Ray Ray.
Yes. I know, I know, I KNOW. What can I say? He has a itty bitty special place in my itty bitty heart.
How did it happen?
He poked me on Facebook. I ignored. He then sent me an email. We emailed back and fourth a bit and then last night I chatted with him on Facebook. He admitted it was DUMB for him to stop talking to me. I then let him know again, how dumb it was. He then said that it was my sister who made him realize how dumb he is.
Then I called him. I normally can't stand southern accents. But Ray's voice gets me every.single.freaking.time. I like how he says my name. So sue me.
Am I taking a risk being his friend? Yes, probably. Have some of my friends voiced their concern. Yes. I have taken notes. Am I running down to Florida to be with him? Hell no. Baby steps at this point. I do have other things going on in my life right now so that does help a bit.
Onto other exciting news:
I think M tried ending it w/ me on Monday. But I wouldn't let him. Why? I have no idea.
Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut. CBB and I are hanging out tonight FINALLY after two weeks of not seeing each other AND texting and what not. Eeeeek. I'm excited to see the boy.
What can I say? I'll be the first to admit, I like attention from guys, so sue me, again!
Yes. I know, I know, I KNOW. What can I say? He has a itty bitty special place in my itty bitty heart.
How did it happen?
He poked me on Facebook. I ignored. He then sent me an email. We emailed back and fourth a bit and then last night I chatted with him on Facebook. He admitted it was DUMB for him to stop talking to me. I then let him know again, how dumb it was. He then said that it was my sister who made him realize how dumb he is.
Then I called him. I normally can't stand southern accents. But Ray's voice gets me every.single.freaking.time. I like how he says my name. So sue me.
Am I taking a risk being his friend? Yes, probably. Have some of my friends voiced their concern. Yes. I have taken notes. Am I running down to Florida to be with him? Hell no. Baby steps at this point. I do have other things going on in my life right now so that does help a bit.
Onto other exciting news:
I think M tried ending it w/ me on Monday. But I wouldn't let him. Why? I have no idea.
Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut. CBB and I are hanging out tonight FINALLY after two weeks of not seeing each other AND texting and what not. Eeeeek. I'm excited to see the boy.
What can I say? I'll be the first to admit, I like attention from guys, so sue me, again!
