GIRL U WANT?
Valentines Day....fiddlesticks. Has been an excuse to drink foolishly a king's ransome worth of bourbon and listen to enough Songs
hia to sonically neuter a field of mountain goats. Fuckin' women, man. It almost be easier in a sense to be gay. Instead I gotta hack it out with the chicks on the scene. I've set my sights as high and as low as can be and I still can't take home the blue ribbon, (well, not with out between fifty and two hundred bucks). From the bombshell valedictorian, plump indie rock manic depressives, brainless suburban vacuums, tobacco tar stained bar urchins, and random products of broken homes....I get the same run of the mill story. Even if my approach is sweet and mild mannered, clever but not condescending and all the way to self-destructive artist type or Chris Farley Life Of The Party....no dice. Typically, I get thrown into THE FRIEND ZONE when I'm a nice guy. The HUMILIATION ZONE when I'm tryin' the agressive tomcat route, and SUBURBAN SEWING MAID CIRCLE ZONE when I play the dionysian fool, (occasionally on the run from Windsor police and ATF agents). Playing it cool and reserved generally places me in a combination of THE FRIEND and SUPPORT SYSTEM ZONES. How about the ABBA LYRICS ZONE or better yet THE BETTY DAVIS LYRICS ZONE?? No?? Okay, sorry I asked.
"You're such a GREAT guy."
"I wish more guys were like you"
"You're SO interesting"
"Oh my god, you're so HILARIOUS"
Then where's the problem, my dear? Could it be my status as stunt double for the departed Farley on ALMOST HEREOS? If I could at least get the STRAIGHT DOPE instead of the cute sentences above. Naturally, no one wants to be cruel so the subject gets danced around. Why hide your cruelty? Use the philosophy of VILLAIN ROCK, women of the world. It would make it all alot easier.
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY
Songshia THE LIONESS
Al Green HOW CAN YOU MEND A BROKEN HEART
Love A MESSAGE TO PRETTY
fuck it, Arthur Lee & Love and four Songshia cds on the carousel until the bourbon sets in for good. Happy Valentines Day.
Sorry to throw all of this refuse your way but the internet is a much healthier venting device then say punching holes in the wall of barking at squad cars around four in the morning.
Valentines Day....fiddlesticks. Has been an excuse to drink foolishly a king's ransome worth of bourbon and listen to enough Songs
hia to sonically neuter a field of mountain goats. Fuckin' women, man. It almost be easier in a sense to be gay. Instead I gotta hack it out with the chicks on the scene. I've set my sights as high and as low as can be and I still can't take home the blue ribbon, (well, not with out between fifty and two hundred bucks). From the bombshell valedictorian, plump indie rock manic depressives, brainless suburban vacuums, tobacco tar stained bar urchins, and random products of broken homes....I get the same run of the mill story. Even if my approach is sweet and mild mannered, clever but not condescending and all the way to self-destructive artist type or Chris Farley Life Of The Party....no dice. Typically, I get thrown into THE FRIEND ZONE when I'm a nice guy. The HUMILIATION ZONE when I'm tryin' the agressive tomcat route, and SUBURBAN SEWING MAID CIRCLE ZONE when I play the dionysian fool, (occasionally on the run from Windsor police and ATF agents). Playing it cool and reserved generally places me in a combination of THE FRIEND and SUPPORT SYSTEM ZONES. How about the ABBA LYRICS ZONE or better yet THE BETTY DAVIS LYRICS ZONE?? No?? Okay, sorry I asked.
"You're such a GREAT guy."
"I wish more guys were like you"
"You're SO interesting"
"Oh my god, you're so HILARIOUS"
Then where's the problem, my dear? Could it be my status as stunt double for the departed Farley on ALMOST HEREOS? If I could at least get the STRAIGHT DOPE instead of the cute sentences above. Naturally, no one wants to be cruel so the subject gets danced around. Why hide your cruelty? Use the philosophy of VILLAIN ROCK, women of the world. It would make it all alot easier.
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY
Songs
hia THE LIONESS
Al Green HOW CAN YOU MEND A BROKEN HEART
Love A MESSAGE TO PRETTY
fuck it, Arthur Lee & Love and four Songs
hia cds on the carousel until the bourbon sets in for good. Happy Valentines Day.
Sorry to throw all of this refuse your way but the internet is a much healthier venting device then say punching holes in the wall of barking at squad cars around four in the morning.
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
I couldn't get a girl who connected with
me for 10 years. I dated here and there,
had some fun but couldn't seem to find
an interesting girl to save my life. Now
that I finally have one, I'm convincing
myself that maybe there's something else
that I supposed to be after. I'm not used
to being content in a relationship. I cannot
offer any advice except get the hell outta
Toledo.
Be happy you don't get the "I was talking
to your other head, asshole." senario.
Hang in there, chief.
and girls really dig guys in tight blue polyester gym-shorts