I swear I'm a magnet for psychos...: Part II
Ahhhhhh... cute psycho girls... is there anything they can't do? Even if I could think of anything, I wouldn't mention it because they're psycho.
I have a Part II to add to my last entry about the cute psycho.
Ooh, before I get into that I'll mention I saw a show on CNN the other night and they had a bunch of guests who were talking about how powerful the brain is and how you can do and have anything you want if you simply visualize it. It was basically all the same stuff the cute psycho was going on and on about a few nights earlier. It kinda weirded me out.
So, the other night, a bunch of us are getting all slammed at the bar and the cute psycho shows up without my buddy this time (Sidenote: I found out more and was told they used to hook up, but it doesn't sound like they still do.). Apparently, she knows a bunch of my friends, so I'm not sure how I don't remember her.
Skip ahead a bit and our crew decided to head to our friends' place. She comes too. After we all get there, a couple of people were totally giving her attitude and I thought that was bullshit. (Like the conversation after she left: Me: "So, where does she fit in?" A bunch of people at once: "She doesn't." Hahahahaha.) She might be crazy, but I've seen her be nothing but nice to everybody.
She and I are in the kitchen and this conversation takes place:
Her: *whispering* "Is that one girl always like that? She's totally glaring at me."
Me: "Huh? ... Meh, don't worry about it. She's nice."
Her: "Oh well... at least there's some cute guys here."
Me: *looks in the living room and puzzles over who she's talking about* "... ... ..."
Her: "And, YES, I'm talking about you."
I refer back to my subject line.
Me = Psycho Magnet
Hahahahaha. I love that I LEGITIMATELY was scanning the living room, trying to figure out who she had her eye on.
Anyways, I grabbed a beer from the fridge and went back out to the living room. Then, she was leaving at like 4:00 a.m. and gives me an awesome hug and whispers in my ear "Most of these people are jerks, but I'm gonna track YOU down."
Normally, that line wouldn't raise any red flags, but with a psycho... Hmmmmm... The funny part was that my drunk ass was ready to give her my number. Fortunately, my drunk ass properly recognized that my friends would not have approved of that. I decided to keep my mouth shut.
Hahahahahahaha.
AND ABSOLUTELY MOST IMPORTANTLY... THAT CUTE PSYCHO SMELLS THE FUCKING BEST. Apparently, it's Escape by Calvin Klein. I know I dated somebody who wore that all of the time and it drives me crazy. Yum. And, no, that certainly isn't going to help matters because girls that smell yummy seriously affect my thinking patterns... especially when I'm drunk.
In other news, there appears to be a competition to set me up, even though none of the competitors are aware of that because they each come from different branches of my friends and each has randomly brought up the fact that they have a friend I definitely need to meet. In every case, I think each is hoping that I'll date their friend and then they'll get to see me more than they do now (because I'm living a super-busy social life with my current closest friends and these are all people outside of that group).
- I have my Winnipeg buddy that wants to set me up with a friend of his next-door neighbour's girlfriend. I'm going out there in a couple of weekends and I'll get to meet her. I'm looking forward to that because it'll help keep me out of trouble with my cougar-friend (who's going to have her boyfriend in from Hamilton that weekend anyways).
- A buddy an hour outside of the city wants me to meet TWO different girls that are friends with his girlfriend. One lives out there, the other in Saskatoon. Me: "Okay, I'll juggle them both until it blows up in my face..." Hahahaha. I'm thinking of going out there for a visit this weekend because I haven't seen him and his girlfriend in a long time (and I'd get to see their new house... and, oh ya, meet the girl that lives out there).
- And, in the city, a buddy's wife has a friend that she wants me to date, but I have to break up her and her jerk boyfriend. The three of us went out for drinks a few weeks ago and she is insanely hot and innocent and sweet. I haven't had a chance to ask my friend what she thought of me yet though.
My life = Quite the show
I have a Part II to add to my last entry about the cute psycho.
Ooh, before I get into that I'll mention I saw a show on CNN the other night and they had a bunch of guests who were talking about how powerful the brain is and how you can do and have anything you want if you simply visualize it. It was basically all the same stuff the cute psycho was going on and on about a few nights earlier. It kinda weirded me out.
So, the other night, a bunch of us are getting all slammed at the bar and the cute psycho shows up without my buddy this time (Sidenote: I found out more and was told they used to hook up, but it doesn't sound like they still do.). Apparently, she knows a bunch of my friends, so I'm not sure how I don't remember her.
Skip ahead a bit and our crew decided to head to our friends' place. She comes too. After we all get there, a couple of people were totally giving her attitude and I thought that was bullshit. (Like the conversation after she left: Me: "So, where does she fit in?" A bunch of people at once: "She doesn't." Hahahahaha.) She might be crazy, but I've seen her be nothing but nice to everybody.
She and I are in the kitchen and this conversation takes place:
Her: *whispering* "Is that one girl always like that? She's totally glaring at me."
Me: "Huh? ... Meh, don't worry about it. She's nice."
Her: "Oh well... at least there's some cute guys here."
Me: *looks in the living room and puzzles over who she's talking about* "... ... ..."
Her: "And, YES, I'm talking about you."
I refer back to my subject line.
Me = Psycho Magnet
Hahahahaha. I love that I LEGITIMATELY was scanning the living room, trying to figure out who she had her eye on.
Anyways, I grabbed a beer from the fridge and went back out to the living room. Then, she was leaving at like 4:00 a.m. and gives me an awesome hug and whispers in my ear "Most of these people are jerks, but I'm gonna track YOU down."
Normally, that line wouldn't raise any red flags, but with a psycho... Hmmmmm... The funny part was that my drunk ass was ready to give her my number. Fortunately, my drunk ass properly recognized that my friends would not have approved of that. I decided to keep my mouth shut.
Hahahahahahaha.
AND ABSOLUTELY MOST IMPORTANTLY... THAT CUTE PSYCHO SMELLS THE FUCKING BEST. Apparently, it's Escape by Calvin Klein. I know I dated somebody who wore that all of the time and it drives me crazy. Yum. And, no, that certainly isn't going to help matters because girls that smell yummy seriously affect my thinking patterns... especially when I'm drunk.
In other news, there appears to be a competition to set me up, even though none of the competitors are aware of that because they each come from different branches of my friends and each has randomly brought up the fact that they have a friend I definitely need to meet. In every case, I think each is hoping that I'll date their friend and then they'll get to see me more than they do now (because I'm living a super-busy social life with my current closest friends and these are all people outside of that group).
- I have my Winnipeg buddy that wants to set me up with a friend of his next-door neighbour's girlfriend. I'm going out there in a couple of weekends and I'll get to meet her. I'm looking forward to that because it'll help keep me out of trouble with my cougar-friend (who's going to have her boyfriend in from Hamilton that weekend anyways).
- A buddy an hour outside of the city wants me to meet TWO different girls that are friends with his girlfriend. One lives out there, the other in Saskatoon. Me: "Okay, I'll juggle them both until it blows up in my face..." Hahahaha. I'm thinking of going out there for a visit this weekend because I haven't seen him and his girlfriend in a long time (and I'd get to see their new house... and, oh ya, meet the girl that lives out there).
- And, in the city, a buddy's wife has a friend that she wants me to date, but I have to break up her and her jerk boyfriend. The three of us went out for drinks a few weeks ago and she is insanely hot and innocent and sweet. I haven't had a chance to ask my friend what she thought of me yet though.
My life = Quite the show