So I've had this theory for a while that the only people who might possibly see me as an actual potential...something...are those stupid guys who'll go after anything with boobs (and that even they think it more as a matter of principle than as a matter of fact.) This was largely due to the fact that I am extremely eccentric (to the point where certain people think that I literally am insane), don't follow standard codes of fashion, and am not exactly the most attractive person out there.
Imagine my suprise when a cute girl I met last week wrangled my sn out of a friend just in time to ask me out for Valentine's Day
So tomorrow will come my first true date (the only other date I've ever been on was with a gay male friend of mine, and that was simply out of a desire to mess with peoples' heads).
Reesa-chan wrote:anything with boobs ... cute girl ... Valentine's Day ... gay male friend ... mess with peoples' heads
Am I the only one who is confused here? You're the one with the boos, I assume? But then the cute girl? That would make you lesbian? But the gay male friend? What's messing, unless you mean him being with you?
Congratulations anyway Or good luck, if "congratulations" is too early. Well, good luck anyway
---------------------------------------------------------- "Napalm's orgasms are so intense, that the ensuing vibrations in the earth's crust have caused merely the action of having sex with her to be illegal in all states near major volcanoes and earthquake faults. Also, she has a bad habit of summoning five major devils as she screams during orgasm."
- aeridus' vile insult
I just answered the door and it was a flower delivery. I'm thinking it's probably my dad sending my mom flowers, so i go answer it in my bathrobe (i've got the flu), and it's for me! Me, who hasn't dated in years, who didn't think anyone even noticed me these days! And the best part? The card is unsigned. it says "I hope this brightens your day and reminds you how special you are"
At first, i was trying to figure out who it was, but now I'm not. I think that not knowing is better.
MistressMaggie wrote:I had a little surprise myself this morning
I just answered the door and it was a flower delivery. I'm thinking it's probably my dad sending my mom flowers, so i go answer it in my bathrobe (i've got the flu), and it's for me! Me, who hasn't dated in years, who didn't think anyone even noticed me these days! And the best part? The card is unsigned. it says "I hope this brightens your day and reminds you how special you are"
At first, i was trying to figure out who it was, but now I'm not. I think that not knowing is better.
It was your dad. Like in that one movie. Sorry to burst your bubble. Heh heh heh. Now nobody will suspect that it was me. Nope.
Reesa-chan wrote:anything with boobs ... cute girl ... Valentine's Day ... gay male friend ... mess with peoples' heads
Am I the only one who is confused here? You're the one with the boobs, I assume? But then the cute girl? That would make you lesbian? But the gay male friend? What's messing, unless you mean him being with you?
Congratulations anyway Or good luck, if "congratulations" is too early. Well, good luck anyway
Yes, I'm the one with boobs, and I am a lesbian. That was where the messing with peoples' heads came in - a gay guy and a lesbian girl going on a date and then going back and telling people, "I went on a date with a lesbian/gay guy last night," so you can get lovely, "Wait...but you're...but s/he's...WHAT?" responses.
Thanks for the well-wishes everyone ^_^ and I hope you enjoy your flowers, MistressMaggie. I'm sure they were awesome ^_^
Reesa-chan wrote:Yes, I'm the one with boobs, and I am a lesbian. That was where the messing with peoples' heads came in - a gay guy and a lesbian girl going on a date and then going back and telling people, "I went on a date with a lesbian/gay guy last night," so you can get lovely, "Wait...but you're...but s/he's...WHAT?" responses.
Conclusion: You don't live in the part of the world where that would make people go "oh, both of you finally chose the proper way"
“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting, ‘Holy shit! What a ride!’ "
~Mavis Leyrer
So the date was a rousing success I wish I could share pictures, but as I mentioned in the Kwerki thread I have no working camera.
Leeloo wrote:Conclusion: You don't live in the part of the world where that would make people go "oh, both of you finally chose the proper way"
Or I do but I avoid interacting with that sort of people and I CERTAINLY wouldn't be talking about the "date" with them. (I live in the Bible Belt - plenty of people who feel we'd be better off lynched.)
On a happier note, I also shared lots of chocolate with people in honor of Singles Awareness Day and gave people origami picture frames. 'Twas fun ^_^
A rousing success is a completely chaste first date where we both had an awesome time and spent most of the time laughing and giggling and came out of it agreeing that we should do it again. It is also one where we ended up hanging out the following day and I got lots of petting - on the head, you perverts (and that head has nothing to do with metaphorical naughty bits)!
Keep in mind that I've never been on a date before - everything's gonna be moving slowly ^_^
“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting, ‘Holy shit! What a ride!’ "
~Mavis Leyrer
Exactly our goal. We know we click so far, but we barely know each other. If we'd been friends for a while and THEN realized that we were interested in more it would be one story, but seeing as we only met last week we definitely want to get to know each other before getting in too far.
In the risk of sounding like the avarage nerd, I'll just say I don't care about Vallie's day, and needless to say, am dateless.
But I'm not reaching out for love, it all just seems like a frustrating deal.
I've been in love twice, I'm pretty sure neither of the subjects of my affection really knew I had a thing for them. Though I did go over to no. 2's once, and met her parents and all.
The gospel preacher, the hostile teacher/The face of God with an impostor's features
This is the prophecy - the cult leader/The people's temple, the holy ground, the war compound
Four-pound to rifles, disciples, the holy idles/Supreme truth, the cult leader with the green tooth
The multi-millionaire with a stare that can freeze troops/I program people to kill
The motiviational speaker, my words cause people to feel/It's mind control, let the cult leader guide your soul
Open up your eyes to the lies he told/The general, the chief, I be the political pioneer
The cult leader, you can believe in me, I am here/Bless the children, take you under my wing, shelter
Helter Skelter, this is it, you can't kill me I'll exist forever. Cult Leader!
This was the First vallentines where I didn't have the opportunity to throw a big(100+ people), drunken party in my role as the head of the "Bitter Ex's Club"