Update
This isn't going to be much of an entry, mostly because I want to just touch on a few key things and then take a nap. :)
Anyway, a few days ago I went to Medport Diner with Mike and his friend Randi. We had a fun time talking about diner things and the superhero bulge. All of the sudden, Mike whips out this box of strike anywhere matches and starts lighting his ciggarettes with them.
Now, strike anywhere matches are some of my favorite things in the world. I've been trying to find them for awhile, and I even went so far as to get swindled online when i tried to buy them from a camping supply place. Mental note -- that shit needs to be resolved right quick, preferably with a plus nine. (You know, a bat makes you ten men).
Two years ago I went to shoprite looking for them, and the people there told me they were illegal in new jersey. That's why I was so sad to find that I couldn't get them. As it turns out, they are NOT illegal in new jersey, and a box of 250 runs about 99 cents. Mike told me where I could get them, and now that I know where to look, they've been readily available all this time. I'm such a tool. Now I'm a tool with 5 boxes of strike anywhere matches. ;)
So after we were at the diner for awhile, I had to leave to take a phone call from this girl, and we talked for a long while. It was good times until I came back and found that my ex-grilfriend had arrived with my brother and a few of their friends. Natalie, my ex-girlfriend, has not gotten over the fact that we broke up, and it's a bit of a problem. Things started out well enough, but tension mounted and Natalie just can't read the signals. This is a large reason why we broke up in the first place -- because she's not capable of reading people. I think she's also codependent.
We were having a good time talking and such and then Mike, in his infinite foolishness starts to flirt with the poor girl. Natalie, who's incapable of reading people, doesn't realize that what Mike is doing is flirting, and she proceeds to react in a way that Mike thinks is flirting back. Mike is also not so great at reading people -- he doesn't know that Natalie is a playful girl because she's looking for positive attention. At home, she only gets negative attention, because her family strives to make her feel worthless. She's not, she's vastly intelligent, attractive, and talented; her family tells her that she's worthless, hideous, and not likely to amount to anything. So Natalie is being playful because nobody ever showers attention on her, and she doesn't realize that mike has slightly less than noble intentions.
She realized later.
Anyway, Mike couldn't read my eye messages to stop flirting with her. I couldn't handle watching this drama unfold, and it would have been bad for me to blow up the spot of both of my friends in front of one another, so I decided to bow out. This accomplished what I wanted -- to get them both to go home before Mike managed to get his hooks into the girl. I know this sounds bad, and I know that Mike's going to read this, but he does have a skeevy way of pursuing women. He also tends to pursue innocent girls and strip them of that innocence. He did this with Christine, and that's a large reason why she hates him as much as she does. Man, I'm a horrible friend, but I suppose it's best that he hear this from me, than to find out any other way.
Anyway, while I succeeded in drawing them apart, I failed to stop the damage, because Natalie camed over with Jeff yesterday and asked "Hey Jeff, should I tell Phil about Mike?"
Needless to say, the story comes out that Mike got her screen name and started using all the things that I told him about natalie while we were dating against her. I shouldn't say against her, but rather for him. He started feeding asking her questions about art and stuff, when Mike only really has an interest in art if he thinks it's going to score him points with someone. Further, he knows that natalie likes to take care of people, so he's saying things like "I really need someone to take care of me," and "You're hot, I wanna do you."
Skeeveball central. And it's not like I haven't warned him about this sort of behavior... he just doesn't realize that he's being skeevy, he thinks he's got game. He has a copy of the machiavellian's guide to womanizing, and he swears that it works. Newsflash -- the type of people that those lines work on are the same time that "Nice shoes wanna fuck" work on. If those women were clubs, there'd be no bouncer at the door.
This is the sort of thing that gets him into trouble -- like getting him banned from Gamma.
I should really make this not Public, but that would be dishonest, I think.
But yeah, afterwards she wouldn't leave and prevented me from taking my nap, which totally ruined my night last night -- I was supposed to hang out with Paul and John at the diner, but that fell through because I was exhausted.
I've been up since five, when Jeff was writing his final paper.
My grades finally came in. I got an A in british lit, which firmly cements me into dean's list. Score.
Those of you that occaisionally comment with advice, I need it now. How do I help out my friend so that he ceases to be a skeeveball? I mean, I can't just come out and be like "Mike, you're a skeeveball," but I can't just let it alone because then it won't get any better. I want to be there for him, but i feel that all I can do is alienate him further.
Fuck.
Anyway, a few days ago I went to Medport Diner with Mike and his friend Randi. We had a fun time talking about diner things and the superhero bulge. All of the sudden, Mike whips out this box of strike anywhere matches and starts lighting his ciggarettes with them.
Now, strike anywhere matches are some of my favorite things in the world. I've been trying to find them for awhile, and I even went so far as to get swindled online when i tried to buy them from a camping supply place. Mental note -- that shit needs to be resolved right quick, preferably with a plus nine. (You know, a bat makes you ten men).
Two years ago I went to shoprite looking for them, and the people there told me they were illegal in new jersey. That's why I was so sad to find that I couldn't get them. As it turns out, they are NOT illegal in new jersey, and a box of 250 runs about 99 cents. Mike told me where I could get them, and now that I know where to look, they've been readily available all this time. I'm such a tool. Now I'm a tool with 5 boxes of strike anywhere matches. ;)
So after we were at the diner for awhile, I had to leave to take a phone call from this girl, and we talked for a long while. It was good times until I came back and found that my ex-grilfriend had arrived with my brother and a few of their friends. Natalie, my ex-girlfriend, has not gotten over the fact that we broke up, and it's a bit of a problem. Things started out well enough, but tension mounted and Natalie just can't read the signals. This is a large reason why we broke up in the first place -- because she's not capable of reading people. I think she's also codependent.
We were having a good time talking and such and then Mike, in his infinite foolishness starts to flirt with the poor girl. Natalie, who's incapable of reading people, doesn't realize that what Mike is doing is flirting, and she proceeds to react in a way that Mike thinks is flirting back. Mike is also not so great at reading people -- he doesn't know that Natalie is a playful girl because she's looking for positive attention. At home, she only gets negative attention, because her family strives to make her feel worthless. She's not, she's vastly intelligent, attractive, and talented; her family tells her that she's worthless, hideous, and not likely to amount to anything. So Natalie is being playful because nobody ever showers attention on her, and she doesn't realize that mike has slightly less than noble intentions.
She realized later.
Anyway, Mike couldn't read my eye messages to stop flirting with her. I couldn't handle watching this drama unfold, and it would have been bad for me to blow up the spot of both of my friends in front of one another, so I decided to bow out. This accomplished what I wanted -- to get them both to go home before Mike managed to get his hooks into the girl. I know this sounds bad, and I know that Mike's going to read this, but he does have a skeevy way of pursuing women. He also tends to pursue innocent girls and strip them of that innocence. He did this with Christine, and that's a large reason why she hates him as much as she does. Man, I'm a horrible friend, but I suppose it's best that he hear this from me, than to find out any other way.
Anyway, while I succeeded in drawing them apart, I failed to stop the damage, because Natalie camed over with Jeff yesterday and asked "Hey Jeff, should I tell Phil about Mike?"
Needless to say, the story comes out that Mike got her screen name and started using all the things that I told him about natalie while we were dating against her. I shouldn't say against her, but rather for him. He started feeding asking her questions about art and stuff, when Mike only really has an interest in art if he thinks it's going to score him points with someone. Further, he knows that natalie likes to take care of people, so he's saying things like "I really need someone to take care of me," and "You're hot, I wanna do you."
Skeeveball central. And it's not like I haven't warned him about this sort of behavior... he just doesn't realize that he's being skeevy, he thinks he's got game. He has a copy of the machiavellian's guide to womanizing, and he swears that it works. Newsflash -- the type of people that those lines work on are the same time that "Nice shoes wanna fuck" work on. If those women were clubs, there'd be no bouncer at the door.
This is the sort of thing that gets him into trouble -- like getting him banned from Gamma.
I should really make this not Public, but that would be dishonest, I think.
But yeah, afterwards she wouldn't leave and prevented me from taking my nap, which totally ruined my night last night -- I was supposed to hang out with Paul and John at the diner, but that fell through because I was exhausted.
I've been up since five, when Jeff was writing his final paper.
My grades finally came in. I got an A in british lit, which firmly cements me into dean's list. Score.
Those of you that occaisionally comment with advice, I need it now. How do I help out my friend so that he ceases to be a skeeveball? I mean, I can't just come out and be like "Mike, you're a skeeveball," but I can't just let it alone because then it won't get any better. I want to be there for him, but i feel that all I can do is alienate him further.
Fuck.