I hate buffets.
So, I really don't think the Linds thing is going to work out.
Haha. She said I had competition the other night.
I was looking at her MySpace and saw she put me on her top 8.
Figured I was a shoe in. Then two other guys pop up later that day.
Twenty two year old body builders/martial artists.
I don't have anything on that except I'm more awesome than they'll ever be.
But Linds probably doesn't realize that. Dumb girl didn't even come to the show like she said she would.
I don't need iffy girls. I need a girl that knows she wants me and no one else and pours attention on me. Otherwise she's like...well, she's like me and I don't need me. I have me.
Forget the fact that I've flirted with over 35 chicks this past couple of weeks. Once a chick commits to me, all that stuff pretty much ceases.
I've got a promotion I'm working on getting.
A house I'm trying to get set up and moved into.
A car that really needs to get some work done on it.
Not to mention trying to keep a social life going.
And my volunteer stuff at The Core.
The last thing I need is some chick who's dating three guys until she finds the one she likes the most.
I'm so exhausted.
Tomorrow, if Allen doesn't need my help with the washer/dryer/couch, then I'm so gonna sleep in.
And play Gun for like 3 hours. And f the world on that. And I'm gonna go on a date. Yeah. With someone. I don't know who.
Or I'll go to the show and flirt with everyone so I can an ample amount of attention. Don't know yet.
I'm so fucked.
But at least G!TI made it to round 3.
Haha. She said I had competition the other night.
I was looking at her MySpace and saw she put me on her top 8.
Figured I was a shoe in. Then two other guys pop up later that day.
Twenty two year old body builders/martial artists.
I don't have anything on that except I'm more awesome than they'll ever be.
But Linds probably doesn't realize that. Dumb girl didn't even come to the show like she said she would.
I don't need iffy girls. I need a girl that knows she wants me and no one else and pours attention on me. Otherwise she's like...well, she's like me and I don't need me. I have me.
Forget the fact that I've flirted with over 35 chicks this past couple of weeks. Once a chick commits to me, all that stuff pretty much ceases.
I've got a promotion I'm working on getting.
A house I'm trying to get set up and moved into.
A car that really needs to get some work done on it.
Not to mention trying to keep a social life going.
And my volunteer stuff at The Core.
The last thing I need is some chick who's dating three guys until she finds the one she likes the most.
I'm so exhausted.
Tomorrow, if Allen doesn't need my help with the washer/dryer/couch, then I'm so gonna sleep in.
And play Gun for like 3 hours. And f the world on that. And I'm gonna go on a date. Yeah. With someone. I don't know who.
Or I'll go to the show and flirt with everyone so I can an ample amount of attention. Don't know yet.
I'm so fucked.
But at least G!TI made it to round 3.