So...Valentine's Day...
That joyous of joyous pseudo-holidays where you're either miserable as fuck, or happy as hell to probably spend an excess of money in the rather likely chance you'll get laid. So what did I do? Got up...enjoyed my day off...went to IHOP with Mikey for lunch, and came home to watch the Simpsons Movie. After having read that, you're probably like, "but Ken...I thought you had a girlfriend to spend V-Day with?" Yeah...well guess what? I fucking thought so too. I really don't want to go into the whole huge story, namely because I've told it an uncountable number of times, but I'll give you the really short version of it. APPARENTLY...we're "just not compatible" because of how different we are. This was of course, following an incident which, in reality, is just a big fucking misunderstanding that the stubbornness of the female gender causes to be irreconcilable.
My big question is, how the fuck can this really be judged when we've only been going out for a month, with sparse contact? I've already branched the story out in order to protect myself in the likely event her version gets around and I start getting asked questions by select people. I'm still kind of in the "what the fuck?" state of mind, because none of this makes sense. All I can gather is that this was some kind of excuse to get rid of me, but...since I get the feeling there will be no talking this out (I've tried a few times already, and I doubt it'll happen tomorrow in person), so be it. If you want me gone from the deeper part of your life, I can find someone else. The truth is though, I DID think we were compatible where it counted. I really didn't want to lose this girl - she was very quickly becoming very special to me. Not to mention I utterly fucking hate the whole process (at least my slow-and-steady version of it). Starting back at square one is the absolute most fucking annoying thing there is to have happen. Not to mention I'm not that great looking of a guy, or that forward with women (since most times when I am, they get scared the fuck off). So yeah, that was my "holiday" if you could call it that. The good news is, I saved money on a massage I didn't have to spend on, and a dinner I didn't have to buy. I might still take a friend out to dinner on Friday though...kind of a "singles/friends/co-workers" kinda dinner, since she recently became single too.
So in other news! Yes...in other news. Nothing really has happened that stacks up to that amazing fucking bombshell, except for the fact that I just polished off a cup of mint chocolate hot cocoa, and have become a "special exception" for assistant instructing in karate. You can probably guess which I'm a little more excited about, between the two. I think the only way you can top that is if I somehow caused my job to give me a $2/hr raise, or to burn to the ground. You people read this in the likelihood I'm joking. I'm not in a big "joking" kinda mood right now, considering the past events...and yes I am going to dwell on that, which is why this entry probably won't be all that hugely extensive. Oh, and if any of you wants to help/support/what-have-you...do yourselves this favor: don't fuck with your significant other, play head games, lie, keep secrets, or ever take their kindness/sweetness for granted. I promise you that you'll be missing out on something special.
Anyway, that's pretty much all you're getting out of me. I have nothing else new to speak of, unless you want to hear about how I've been enjoying my new geared-out shower. I...didn't think so. The possibility of me actually purchasing my gaming rig is noteworthy as well, but nothing solid as of yet. I'll be sure to keep you happy people posted. Well, until next time...cherish the ones you have, and love the ones you cherish; you never know if they'll suddenly fade from your life the next day.
"Everything is dust in the wind..."
Ken
My big question is, how the fuck can this really be judged when we've only been going out for a month, with sparse contact? I've already branched the story out in order to protect myself in the likely event her version gets around and I start getting asked questions by select people. I'm still kind of in the "what the fuck?" state of mind, because none of this makes sense. All I can gather is that this was some kind of excuse to get rid of me, but...since I get the feeling there will be no talking this out (I've tried a few times already, and I doubt it'll happen tomorrow in person), so be it. If you want me gone from the deeper part of your life, I can find someone else. The truth is though, I DID think we were compatible where it counted. I really didn't want to lose this girl - she was very quickly becoming very special to me. Not to mention I utterly fucking hate the whole process (at least my slow-and-steady version of it). Starting back at square one is the absolute most fucking annoying thing there is to have happen. Not to mention I'm not that great looking of a guy, or that forward with women (since most times when I am, they get scared the fuck off). So yeah, that was my "holiday" if you could call it that. The good news is, I saved money on a massage I didn't have to spend on, and a dinner I didn't have to buy. I might still take a friend out to dinner on Friday though...kind of a "singles/friends/co-workers" kinda dinner, since she recently became single too.
So in other news! Yes...in other news. Nothing really has happened that stacks up to that amazing fucking bombshell, except for the fact that I just polished off a cup of mint chocolate hot cocoa, and have become a "special exception" for assistant instructing in karate. You can probably guess which I'm a little more excited about, between the two. I think the only way you can top that is if I somehow caused my job to give me a $2/hr raise, or to burn to the ground. You people read this in the likelihood I'm joking. I'm not in a big "joking" kinda mood right now, considering the past events...and yes I am going to dwell on that, which is why this entry probably won't be all that hugely extensive. Oh, and if any of you wants to help/support/what-have-you...do yourselves this favor: don't fuck with your significant other, play head games, lie, keep secrets, or ever take their kindness/sweetness for granted. I promise you that you'll be missing out on something special.
Anyway, that's pretty much all you're getting out of me. I have nothing else new to speak of, unless you want to hear about how I've been enjoying my new geared-out shower. I...didn't think so. The possibility of me actually purchasing my gaming rig is noteworthy as well, but nothing solid as of yet. I'll be sure to keep you happy people posted. Well, until next time...cherish the ones you have, and love the ones you cherish; you never know if they'll suddenly fade from your life the next day.
"Everything is dust in the wind..."
Ken