Marc
If you've read our little page with any kind of frequency over the past two months, or so, then you're probably wondering what happened with myself and TMBWOTP (ie - "the most beautiful woman on the planet"). Quick update - and quick is a relative term here. I'm going to try and skip over the mundane parts: I made myself sick about a month ago as I tried to get up the nerve to ask her out. I mean physically ill. I wish it didn't work out like this, but with me, it always seems to. Long story short ... I kind of half-assed one try, she was unavailable, and I gave up. My constitution for that line of work is unbelievably weak. She ends up slightly with someone that I'm in contact with, and all on a sudden, I have to displace all of these feelings I have for her - make room for them somewhere else. So, I do what any normal person would do when around her - I clam up. I don't talk. Hardly a word passes through my lips.
Fast forward three weeks, and here I am at 2am, stuck in a hallway with her where conversation is highly unavoidable (and that's fine, I wasn't pissed, just didn't know how to act). She says, "you're weird". I say, "I know" and then ask, "why?" She starts crying. Fuck me. We hatch it all out, I confess that I didn't know what to do with myself. How do I react to someone that I feel so strongly about when I know that they are nearly untouchable? Fucking tell me the answer and I'll mail you a cookie.
I despise drama. Always have. Always will. It's just not my forte. I think that people with too much drama in their lives are seriously fucked up in some way or another. Myself and Zach have always been firm believers in "keeping it on an even keel". And for some reason, this weekend ended up being drama-central. The Brawl last night (Jeff's hand only has one cracked knuckle by the way - he's fine). TMBWOTP tonight. It feels like someone's constantly getting ready to choke me.
I've just felt like I want to be locked up in a room with my DSL line and my CD's lately. I just want to BLARG, play Age of Empires II, and chill. I never thought that I'd say this, but I hope the week comes quickly. Why can't it be Monday already?
If you've read our little page with any kind of frequency over the past two months, or so, then you're probably wondering what happened with myself and TMBWOTP (ie - "the most beautiful woman on the planet"). Quick update - and quick is a relative term here. I'm going to try and skip over the mundane parts: I made myself sick about a month ago as I tried to get up the nerve to ask her out. I mean physically ill. I wish it didn't work out like this, but with me, it always seems to. Long story short ... I kind of half-assed one try, she was unavailable, and I gave up. My constitution for that line of work is unbelievably weak. She ends up slightly with someone that I'm in contact with, and all on a sudden, I have to displace all of these feelings I have for her - make room for them somewhere else. So, I do what any normal person would do when around her - I clam up. I don't talk. Hardly a word passes through my lips.
Fast forward three weeks, and here I am at 2am, stuck in a hallway with her where conversation is highly unavoidable (and that's fine, I wasn't pissed, just didn't know how to act). She says, "you're weird". I say, "I know" and then ask, "why?" She starts crying. Fuck me. We hatch it all out, I confess that I didn't know what to do with myself. How do I react to someone that I feel so strongly about when I know that they are nearly untouchable? Fucking tell me the answer and I'll mail you a cookie.
I despise drama. Always have. Always will. It's just not my forte. I think that people with too much drama in their lives are seriously fucked up in some way or another. Myself and Zach have always been firm believers in "keeping it on an even keel". And for some reason, this weekend ended up being drama-central. The Brawl last night (Jeff's hand only has one cracked knuckle by the way - he's fine). TMBWOTP tonight. It feels like someone's constantly getting ready to choke me.
I've just felt like I want to be locked up in a room with my DSL line and my CD's lately. I just want to BLARG, play Age of Empires II, and chill. I never thought that I'd say this, but I hope the week comes quickly. Why can't it be Monday already?
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