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A word on dating...
05.10.04 (10:56 am)   [edit]
BLEH. That's the word.
What a wierd-ass situation people find themselves in when dating.

So you find someone that you like. Nice guy. Smart. Funny. Snappy dresser.

Now what?

You don't know the first thing about each other. So you sit there looking at each other over a cup of coffee.

Frantically, you try to think of something to say that will end the akward silence that seems to be growing at an exponential rate.

And so finally, something witty and smart comes to mind and you shout it over that gigantic chasm that has somehow formed between you. Only, by the time that completely ingenious remark travels from your brain to your lips, it's turned into a dumb-ass comment that your fat tongue spits out in an incomprehensible, babbling oddity that leaves you wiping drool from your chin. :oops:

Of course, your date chuckles politely and pretends that what you just said made all the sense in the world. You know that the real reason he's laughing is because he was amused by how red your face got and he's waiting to see if your nose is going to start bleeding.

Now, you realize that you just made an idiot of yourself, so your natural reaction would be to try to save face. This usually results in your emphasising your "talents" or interesting past times. This is always a bad idea and, although you know that, you can't stop yourself from embarking on the tale of how your vampire character single-handedly slaughtered 30 pigs as a protest to the NDP government and then burned a farrowing barn to the ground. No matter how cool that scene was, people tend to look at you funny after hearing a story like that. :shock:

So, by now you have come to terms with the fact that you have crashed and completely, horribly burned and if you ever have any hope in hell of this guy ever calling you again, you should try bribery.

Or you could just go home, drink a bottle of wine and play the guitar until your fingers bleed. When you finally pass out, you hope that you get abducted by aliens during the night and that when you wake up in the morning, you won't remember a thing.

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posted by: rachelbee (reply)
post date: 05.10.04 (11:31 am)

dating isnt all that bad. i mean i've never been on a date, but i'm goin out with a guy, and we really like each other. it's not all bad tho.



posted by: Sneevil (reply)
post date: 05.10.04 (1:43 pm)

Thanks. An opinion on something one has never experienced makes all the difference.



posted by: Sneevil (reply)
post date: 05.10.04 (1:49 pm)

Reply to: rachelbee
By the way, I found this on your blog. I thought it was worthy of quotation marks in my comments. Ready??? "sitting on my bed is fun". Now, please refrain from commenting on my love life.



posted by: rilla (reply)
post date: 05.10.04 (2:37 pm)

Reply to: Sneevil
You make me laugh girl.



posted by: Danette (reply)
post date: 05.10.04 (8:37 pm)

:) That's funny. You should ask Carrie about the time she set me up with a guy who ended up being a mental patient because "you have so much in common".



posted by: Sneevil (reply)
post date: 05.10.04 (8:42 pm)

Reply to: Danette

Hee hee hee...that's too funny.



posted by: Danette (reply)
post date: 05.10.04 (8:55 pm)

Just call me the one date wonder. I meet one for coffee to find him laughing as he thre snowballs at a defenceless cat. His ass ended up in a snowbank. I had one who after I bought some risky underwear, was holding it up asking how it would look on him. (third date)



posted by: John AKA Bary (reply)
post date: 05.11.04 (10:21 am)

Just remember he was probably as nervous as you. Invite him out to do something that you like doing.. not just for cofee. It relieves the stress some. If he's into music call and invite him over to hang out play some with the guitar and drink some wine.



posted by: mgareau (reply)
post date: 05.11.04 (11:04 am)

Reply to: John
Good advice...If I ever see him again...heh.
Sometimes I'm such a schmoe...hehehe.



posted by: Rhukai (reply)
post date: 05.11.04 (12:38 pm)

Reply to: Danette
Remind me never to let Carrie set me up with anyone...

Oh, wait. To late. Damn...



posted by: Danette (reply)
post date: 05.11.04 (5:46 pm)

Reply to: Rhukai
Bwahhhhhhhhhh!!!! She's gotten better with age....I hope. Just get independent verification.



posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 05.14.04 (3:15 am)

Reply to: Danette


yeah... just so everyone here knows... I was merely the catalyst and this whole 'ed' thing with danette... heh... he wasn't a patient at the time, otherwise they would have had something interesting to talk about... but I was merely a catalyst for Karen... oooohhh now you remember that girly eh...

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