August 28, 2005
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I’m you’re host for life, not retiring until everyone agrees with me because I’m documented to be right 98.7% of the time.
I hate it when I’m always right. It’s not that I hate being right, I love that. I just hate it when I know for a fact ahead of time that things are going on a downward spiral. For example, I told Beth about my problem with Dragonfly. She told me that if this girl was as conservative as I said she was that she’s waiting on me to call her. This was very perplexing, considering that I didn’t have her number, mainly because I had never asked. I told Beth that I figured that she really didn’t like me but was just flirting. Beth said that I was scared and a pussy and that I should ask her for her number. So I did.
I told Dragonfly that I wanted her to meet someone. That was a true statement as I wanted her to meet John and Beth and then later on Richard and Stefani. I also told her that I needed her number to coordinate scheduals since my friends didn’t have their act together on scheduling since classes just started. This was a partial truth in that I have no clue what either Richard and Stefani’s or John and Beth’s schedule is since classes started. Perhaps I choose the wrong words. Whatever the case, I got the following response:
Are you sure that’s all that you want my number for? Cause there was a rumor flying around the kitchen that I liked you.
I told her that I didn’t start a rumor and that I didn’t have the time for such. I don’t know if she believed me or not. She then proceeded to tell me that she was sorta seeing someone right now. Huh!
As I turned things over in my mind, at first I thought that perhaps I had scared her by moving too quick etc. I got angry then depressed over the fact that I was rejected. I also thought that well, maybe I waited too long. I don’t know why, but I almost cried. I don’t give two damns one way or the other, but I’m getting worked up over something that’s supposed to be nothing. The next thought that came to mind was “Don’t shit in your own backyard.” After that, I could see the whole thing playing out: the next couple of days will be rocky and ultimately I’ll have to leave because we won’t be able to work together. Meanwhile, rumors will be flying all over the place. I will be disgraced simply because I didn’t heed my own adage: WOMEN ARE EVIL!!!!
I promptly called Beth after I got off of work and told her about the whole debacle and how I was disappointed that she was wrong. It was then my turn to be awed because she didn’t seem to have any advice on the subject, so she told me to talk to John. At that point, I didn’t care because I knew that I was going to TGI Friday’s to mope over a vanilla bean cheesecake, and I’ll be dammed if Pumblechook attempts to chastise me by getting the information third hand from my personal blog.
One other thought: No sooner had the above taken place (minus the call to Beth) then Grasshopper asks me what I was doing tonight. I told her that I was planning on going home and watching Man on Fire to which, she replied, “I thought you had a girlfriend.” To which I replied, “Why the hell would I do that!?”
I swear I hate being right: WOMEN ARE EVIL
Comments (26)
Ahhhh….the ingredients of tension, frustration, unquenched desire coupled with pressure of unanswered questions and alliances are starting to bubble and boil in the cauldron of creativity….create, young one…..create.
Any comments made on any blog which is searchable, not passwd protected, and on the internet is not priviate. Understand this, you are using a PUBLIC forum. Dumbass.
Hey Dipshit,
I understand this quite well thank you. In case you didn’t notice, I was hoping I got called on the rug so that I could be justifyied of being vindictive.
danzigfried has a point too, dumbass. Use these new emotions to create. You’re in the business of it! As for me, all my desires have been quenched. I have no tension, nor frustration left. We’re passing the baton to you, young padawan. Take danzigfried’s words and get angry at them if you must, but, use them to create!
I think I liked it better when my mangy mandibular friend, aka ‘The Howton’ or ‘DJ Smooth’ had some tension and angst due to unrequitted sexual togetherness with the ‘Mrs. Howton’ aka ‘Bootylicious’.
Howton………….mate. Mate!
Tom………………create. Create!
…and…im spent.
It was nice.
Um, okay. Care to explain that comment you left over the weekend? I fail to see its relevancy to ANYthing whatsoever.
BTW, Prof:
Its ok to shit in your back yard. You don’t shit where you eat. Even dogs know this.
Hey Amy, to whom are you speaking? …and BTW…dont you know its rude to jump into a conversation when you were not in it to begin with?
I interupted your private time with Tom, you didn’t jump my ass, ass.
Yo Danzig,
Back up off my pal Amy, before I bust a cap up in ‘ya.
What are you, some kind of troll wannabe?
Any halfway decent troll would have said something like this anyway:
Dear Amy,
Your failure to see the RELEVANCE in the above comment is your own failure and is something I would not be keen to advertize if I were you. Love, Drax0r.
Not that I would do that, I’m just showing you how it should be done.
Peas out.
drax0r, publicly pointing out her wincingly glaring shortcomings, even sweetly, could equally be considered uncouth.
No dude, I was merely pointing out Danzig’s ineptitude at trolling. It was meant as no slight on Amy’s inability to use the English language, true as it may be.
Of course. Forgive me. Danzig is but a highly-evolved sycophant.
Wow. You guys are something else. The comment I made was directed to Tomas. He left a comment on my blog over the weekend that had no relevancy to the topic I had posted on…at least no apparent connection that I could find. Since he doesn’t always come back to read the followup on previous posts, I left my remark here. I knew he’d read it.
As to jumping into your conversation, my apologies. Fyi, if I’m directing a comment towards someone besides the blog owner, I usually reference them directly.
//end hijack
Yes, I am flattering Amy because of her high standing in life and society. My rogue-esque behaviour is indeed malodorous to the virtual nostrils of my fellow bloggers, and I would be remiss if I did not extend a theoretical ‘olive branch’ of good will and intentions to her, and invite her to join into our discourse, thus having to recount everything that has already been said, because she is apparently not following along like a good little minx.
If I were indeed a troll, rascal, sprite, or devil, I would unleash my true thoughts upon this blog. However, I shall not…and eagerly await her response from my lair under the bridge….
I find it rather amusing that you use C++/Java style comments at the end of your posts. It is as if you have taken a class in documentation, something that takes people years to master. Kudos to you.
I’ll have to go back and see what/which comment…if it is the comment that I think it is, then it was relevant from your friend. Will post on your blog momentarily.
danzigfried, you’re more…simiant in demeanor.
ehowton, you’re more…..Tom’esque in demeanor…..and a bit of a donkey bottom-biter….
danzig, while I eagerly await your opinion on censorship in Tom *ahem* other entry, I feel that you are too far gone to be of any further use in this thread, sowing only your seeds of discontent.
Does anyone else find the irony in the fact that our fair Amy doesn’t deny the charge that women are evil?
I noticed her silence on the matter as well.
Perhaps she just didn’t see the comment. Its easy to miss, what with it being in bold caps with !!!! … twice.
yeah. Bold letters and CAPS!!! just don’t do it like blinking text
women aren’t evil but they see what a pain in the ass men are and just walk away sometimes
That comment enhances my sense of confidence.