Dear Diary,
What's new in your world? Because this girl is in a slump. I still think about that Kid I was seeing from time to time. He actually pops up more than I would like but I am not staying home tripping about it. I'm completely open to someone awesome coming into my life. I have been doing my part to be proactive by looking online and going out with my girls as much as I can. However, my time has been compromised lately due to the show I am currently on. It is a low budget film that has been taking my up most of my nights actually it's been taking over my life!! I work in production so my days typically run between 10 and 14 hours. No joke.
I did manage to make it out for a friends birthday at a super cool little bar recently. It was a fun chill night. I was dressed all birthday fancy in a long flirty fun dress. I was drinking and dancing the night away with my homeys. I wasn't crushing on anyone there just hanging with friends. Every time I went outside to smoke the bouncer would flirt with me. He was kinda cute in a rugged motorcycle type of way. I don't know if it was the booze or his charm but by the end of the night I was ready to give him my number. I was totally holding out for him to ask me but I had my clutch "in case your interested" line all ready to go. This tactic has a %100 return rate. I don't use it often. I usually drop it with someone who is in a situation where he is too busy to ask me out. For example- a movie premiere, is working behind a bar, or if he is too shy. Although, as a rule I am not good with shy guys. I kind of eat them up. I only pull it out when I think someone is super cute yet doesn't ask me for my number. There has to be a solid spark. Here is how it works- I write down my number and I hand it to him saying "In case your interested." I give a coy grin and I walk away with my sexy strut. Works every time.
So, that night as I was saying my good byes and getting ready to drop my move, it turned out I didn't have to use it because he ended up asking me for my number. Cool. I got back to my place and was taking off my makeup while getting ready for bed when I got a text. It was Bouncer Guy asking me if I got home safe. I thought that was cute. We texted a couple times and then I crashed.
The next day was Sunday and I slept till noon. When I finally rolled out of bed I got a text from Bouncer Guy saying he was "sorry about crashing out on me last night." I made a joke saying yep that's usually what happens at night... Sleep. LOL. He then proceeded to ask me if I wanted him to come over and "wake me up." I ask him exactly how he planed to "wake me up." He said "he could think of a few ways." Wink Face. Mind you that I have never had an actual phone conversation with the guy. I try to keep it light by making jokes. Yet he keeps trying to get me to let him come over. He tells me it's been a long time since he has had sex. Who says that? He was expecting sympathy I assume? Finally, I get blunt and tell him I am not that kind of girl and if he wants to go out on a date he can shoot me a call but if that's not the case then I am not interested. Guess what? I never heard from the jackass again. Surprised? I met him like 15 hours prior and was wearing a long dress not at all Hollywood Skanky!! It would be one thing if I was looking all sluty, hanging all over him, and he contacted me that night when he got off work while I was still drunk. Not the case here my friend. The fucking nerve of this guy.
No decent guy would think of asking a girl he had just met the night before if he could come by and get busy on a random Sunday afternoon?! Did he really think I would be down to let a total stranger come over to my home on a Sunday afternoon and have sex with me? Clearly this is his move and it works for him. Kinda like mine. Here's the deal- you can't blame a guy for trying. It's not cool and surely not the type of guy I want to be with. But I am more flabbergasted by the ladies in this city for letting this type of behavior go on. What kinda of gal lets a dude pull that shit? If as a whole we all raise our standards of what we allow the guys to get away with maybe we would force the douche bags to nut up and be the men their mama's hoped they would be. Is this asking too much?? Am I reaching for the stars here? No. I don't think so. I decided that I am raising my standards in an effort to lead by example. Wish me luck.
Happy Dating!
PS- I have a date this week with a super cutie southern guy. I will keep you posted with how it goes.
LOVE YA!!
V
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Your "blue balls" are not a factor in my decision making process!!!
Dear Dairy,
I am sorry it has been so long since I have confided in you. I met a guy. I liked him very much before it went south. I will discus that mess another time. Currently I would like to talk about the very interesting guy that I went out with last night.
So- I met this fantastically cute guy at my birthday party and started vibing with him right away. As the guests started to dwindle and thin he stayed with me in need of some sobering before he drove home. I am not one to drink in drive myself so I completely get it. One thing leads to another and we ended up in my room. We were both drunk adults looking for some fun. In this particular situation one thing is certain if you want engage in some "heavy petting" on my behalf on my birthday- I sure as hell am not going to stop you. LOL. He doesn't stay the night because he had to get up super early. Fantastic. Great way to end a lovely night. The next day he calls me and invites me out to sushi. Sweet! My favorite. We had an awesome dinner followed by drinks. We laughed and got cozy. He even brought me some old speakers of his because mine sucked at my party. I am pretty juiced about this whole night and him in general. It's the end of the night and we were at my neighbors place (his buddy who brought him to my party) then we go back to mine. I was really beat from my party the night before. I wanted to make out a bit but nothing crazy. I didn't realize earlier but he had packed a bag to stay the night and brought it up stairs with him. I didn't ask him to and considering it was our 1st date thought it a little strange that he assumed it was cool.. He had been drinking and said he was feeling pretty tipsy so I didn't feel right sending him on his way. We hop into bed and make out a bit when I put the breaks on. I was sleepy and wanted to take things slow. Jumping into things way too quickly has always been a challenge of mine. It bit me on the ass with the last guy I was seeing and I vowed to not make that mistake again. When say I am tired and just want to go to sleep he gets pretty upset. He explains to me that he is going to have a hard time sleeping and that he is EXTREMELY frustrated. I play it off and try to fall asleep. He aggressively trys to kiss me again and I push him off. While he is laying next to me it is obvious he is very bothered so I ask him if he's okay. He then proceeds to complain about the blue balls he is going to have and that "I should have been honest with him earlier in the night about where the evening was going. I don't think it appropriate to say out of context in between the entree and dessert "Pass me the salt, oh and by the way- I am not going go fuck you tonight." Call me old fashion! The condescending way he tried to put me in my place regarding my lack of honesty really was pretty funny. Honest? I don't think he wants to hear that I stopped kissing him because I was finding myself thinking about someone else and it didn't feel good. I mean what did he want me to tell him that the girly way he reacted to a dog that snapped at him turned me off completely? That I am on the fence about us having a future together?
This was our first date and he assumed he was sleeping over with out me inviting him or even mentioning it. As we are uncomfortably sitting there we talk about it and I tell him that I like him and want to take it slow and he continues to be weird and upset. I wanted to boot him out but chose to go to bed instead. The next morning I wake up refreshed and ready to move on. I ask him how he slept and he says not very well at all. I ask why and he says it's because of "his massive case of blue balls." Are you kidding me?!? That is rude as hell and I can not believe he would say that to a girl he hardly knew. He should have said it was because of my bed or something. I just find the continual harping on his "Blue Balls" ridiculous and very inappropriate. But fuck it- at least it was morning time and he was leaving. Then when he got down to the car his battery was dead and we had to wait for triple A to come. Longest 40 minutes of my life! Awe well, what are you going to do? So the moral of this story is- don't complain about your blue balls to a girl in her own bed who just wants to take it slow on your first date. Dumb Ass!!
Love ya,
V
I am sorry it has been so long since I have confided in you. I met a guy. I liked him very much before it went south. I will discus that mess another time. Currently I would like to talk about the very interesting guy that I went out with last night.
So- I met this fantastically cute guy at my birthday party and started vibing with him right away. As the guests started to dwindle and thin he stayed with me in need of some sobering before he drove home. I am not one to drink in drive myself so I completely get it. One thing leads to another and we ended up in my room. We were both drunk adults looking for some fun. In this particular situation one thing is certain if you want engage in some "heavy petting" on my behalf on my birthday- I sure as hell am not going to stop you. LOL. He doesn't stay the night because he had to get up super early. Fantastic. Great way to end a lovely night. The next day he calls me and invites me out to sushi. Sweet! My favorite. We had an awesome dinner followed by drinks. We laughed and got cozy. He even brought me some old speakers of his because mine sucked at my party. I am pretty juiced about this whole night and him in general. It's the end of the night and we were at my neighbors place (his buddy who brought him to my party) then we go back to mine. I was really beat from my party the night before. I wanted to make out a bit but nothing crazy. I didn't realize earlier but he had packed a bag to stay the night and brought it up stairs with him. I didn't ask him to and considering it was our 1st date thought it a little strange that he assumed it was cool.. He had been drinking and said he was feeling pretty tipsy so I didn't feel right sending him on his way. We hop into bed and make out a bit when I put the breaks on. I was sleepy and wanted to take things slow. Jumping into things way too quickly has always been a challenge of mine. It bit me on the ass with the last guy I was seeing and I vowed to not make that mistake again. When say I am tired and just want to go to sleep he gets pretty upset. He explains to me that he is going to have a hard time sleeping and that he is EXTREMELY frustrated. I play it off and try to fall asleep. He aggressively trys to kiss me again and I push him off. While he is laying next to me it is obvious he is very bothered so I ask him if he's okay. He then proceeds to complain about the blue balls he is going to have and that "I should have been honest with him earlier in the night about where the evening was going. I don't think it appropriate to say out of context in between the entree and dessert "Pass me the salt, oh and by the way- I am not going go fuck you tonight." Call me old fashion! The condescending way he tried to put me in my place regarding my lack of honesty really was pretty funny. Honest? I don't think he wants to hear that I stopped kissing him because I was finding myself thinking about someone else and it didn't feel good. I mean what did he want me to tell him that the girly way he reacted to a dog that snapped at him turned me off completely? That I am on the fence about us having a future together?
This was our first date and he assumed he was sleeping over with out me inviting him or even mentioning it. As we are uncomfortably sitting there we talk about it and I tell him that I like him and want to take it slow and he continues to be weird and upset. I wanted to boot him out but chose to go to bed instead. The next morning I wake up refreshed and ready to move on. I ask him how he slept and he says not very well at all. I ask why and he says it's because of "his massive case of blue balls." Are you kidding me?!? That is rude as hell and I can not believe he would say that to a girl he hardly knew. He should have said it was because of my bed or something. I just find the continual harping on his "Blue Balls" ridiculous and very inappropriate. But fuck it- at least it was morning time and he was leaving. Then when he got down to the car his battery was dead and we had to wait for triple A to come. Longest 40 minutes of my life! Awe well, what are you going to do? So the moral of this story is- don't complain about your blue balls to a girl in her own bed who just wants to take it slow on your first date. Dumb Ass!!
Love ya,
V
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