Okay, so I have met quite a few men since and I am going to make a recap for ya...
- OCD Guy (obsessive compulsive disorder)
Was a pretty interesting date, Really! The guy tells me that he eats his hair and that his last girlfriend was Bipolar and that he lives in a hostel for now. At the end of the date he's like: "So do we make out and shit, now?" He was cute and sweet though, kinda felt bad for him...
- The Italian Sailor
He is part of this sailing club and he invited me to work on a boat before him and his team put it to sea. I thought it would be nice to get out of NY for a sunny afternoon! Turns out it was really windy and his dandruff kept blowing in my face and he had condoms falling out of his pockets. So NO
- The Dancing Shoes Dude
First date we went out dancing, fun yummy nice good dancer and some intense kissing: Good Date. Texting next day: good boy. Date Number 2: Movies + Drinks + more talking, less dancing + intense kissing and more at my place hehe. He seemed to really be into me and then I get an email saying that: "you're too cool to be blown off and that he finds himself pulled into another direction..." but I say, cool or not cool, nobody should be blown off!! So glad it did not work out, did not like that attitude!
- The artist
Younger than me (I never do that) local bar date, nothing special here, he was kind of interesting, he does these weird little toy, like human sculptures very delicate and aggressive at the same time: looks like clipped toys to your skin and when you moves your fingers it pulls your skin, humm. A bit weird but in search of something which I find appealing. Anyways, he asked to see me again and I said why not, never herd from him again.
- The Girl
Yes I felt like the man here! Pingpong date. He seriously did not look as good as his pictures, skinny, bad hair, really long nails (iuuu) for work apparently, cause of course lolA pointed that out. We're having a good time and then he got all offended when I got up to play pingpong with some other dude because there was a miss communication on who plays against who: a mixup of names on the board. I did go all the way to Williamsburg, might as well have fun! and then, he starts telling me how bad and ridiculous he felt all alone there and I see him listening to his Ipod, he could of totally gotten up and cheered for me! I lost, of course. A little later, he takes my hand in his hands, they are cold and dry and those nails... I am having a good time, the conversation is good, why not just enjoy the moment without more?! I take my hand away, he says: "Why do I feel you are not interested in me?" - "Well, I am having a good time but I am not attracted to you in that way" - "So you are saying I am ugly?" - "NO, I am having a good time, but I am not interested in dating you." - "Nobody ever told me I was ugly, thought it was because I spoke too much that girls did not want to date me, but ugly?!" - "...." - him: "Please don't take pity on me, okay?" - me: "What? What the Fuck is wrong with you, Jesus?!" and then he insists that we take the subway together?!
- The British (puking guy)
Okay this is a weird, a bit of an embarrassing episode oops!
Ummm so we meet for drinks in my local bar. He is handsome, tall, dark curly hair, confident, music producer, funny and british accent. 1 shot, 2 shots, 2 beers and I am on an empty stomach. He asks me if I would like to have dinner, Yes, that would be nice, I really do need to get some food in my tummy. French restaurant, lots of garlic and a bottle of red. Dinner is over, the owner comes over and gives us an extra glass of red on the house and I'm like no thank you but he insists so okaaaay... I take one sip, the plates are gone, the napkins too and all of a sudden I can feel the saliva coming up in my mouth, I know yes I know I am going to puke! OH GOD NO, Bathroom behind me, can't see if there is a queue but there always is, Garden is closed (still cold), no napkins, what do I do? shit!! So, lolA like a pro, is still sitting down turns around puts her hand on her mouth and has a little come back in her hand which ends up on the floor, turns around and keeps on talking like if nothing ever happened. He's like: "you have something on your chin." hahaha "Oh, it's probably broccoli!" hahaha and now I feel fine, back on tracks! We go for another drink in another bar well I have water. and we start making out. HOT. Time to go, in front of subway, I politely decline his invitation to Fuck me and say we'll see next time. Next day we text each other: "btw did you throw up in that french place?" hahaha "umm, almost yes" We chatted a bit online but never saw him again, did bail on him one night.
- The Lawyer
Well, we already dated in the past and we were getting closer lately. This one night I end up at his place: Movie & Chinese. I sleep over and all I will say because I really do care for him very much, is that, NO really NO, there is NO way it could work out, now I know for sure it was not a mistake when we broke up.
- Tiny
So I met this guy online, again... sweet intelligent cute. We do go on a couple of dates, more than one oulalala and no sex, good girl! He is a gentleman always makes sure I get home safe etc.. We've kissed, but the kissing is humm: can you just stop putting your tongue down my throat like that and twisting my tongue over and over again, give me some lips please, I'm getting sore here!! He is a nice guy and I do believe that, that can be worked on. So finally it's time! you know time to get naked!! We're at my place, we start making out, top off, bottom off, I go down to check out the package and lolA out of nowhere, yells out loud,(yes, I did have some alcohol in my system): "It's TINY" Oh My God, I was mortified, how could I say that out loud, geez I felt horrible for the next 3 days, he kinda laughed and said "what?" and to make it worst, I'm like: "I really like you so don't be self aware of it, it's okay, it doesn't matter and you are a really good kisser." OH God lolA! Thank god he had to go home!! Next date, I am kinda worried and insecure and hoping that I was really drunk and that it actually is not that small, well... it is. So yes, SIZE MATTERS, sorry guys, it does, especially if you have bad hands and a bad tongue (my clit was sore the next morning and I'm not talking about the "good sore"). I don't know what to do with it? I'm scared to hurt it!! How the hell can we put a condom on that, it will never stay?! So we both fall asleep with no sex. Next morning, we try again, fiiiinaly dunno how, but with extensive muscle working down there he is in! YES! I don't feel a thing. How do I know? cause 2 minutes later he came. The end of the story is that well, that was that. I felt so lame and superficial, not wanting to go further just because of the size of his cock, but hey, what can I do?!
Okay, my dears, on this note I will let you consider how lucky you are and "please don't you dare take pity on me!!!" ;-)
cioacioa
lolA
Friday, 20 May 2011
Monday, 11 April 2011
Q&A
Many of you were asking if I wrote that "Craigslist Post" in Episode 17, sorry to disappoint you, it wasn't me...
XO
lolA
XO
lolA
Sunday, 3 April 2011
Episode 17
Ladiiies!!!!
I've missed you :(
I know it's been a looong time and I apologize, but I have a loooot to catch up for, to be forgiven :D
4 days in a row with 4 new dates! hahaha
Yes, it is official now, I have become a "serial dater"! Especially with what happened last night... You know, that dark alley on 19th st...? No?
But before I start with those dates I should talk about last weekends date and my experience in the restaurant with the tall, skinny, british, curled dark hair man... and the date before that, amazing dancer man!
And before that! (yes I am a tease)
Read this. Would love your comments on this article?!
Date: 2008-02-03, 3:29PM PST
I've missed you :(
I know it's been a looong time and I apologize, but I have a loooot to catch up for, to be forgiven :D
4 days in a row with 4 new dates! hahaha
Yes, it is official now, I have become a "serial dater"! Especially with what happened last night... You know, that dark alley on 19th st...? No?
But before I start with those dates I should talk about last weekends date and my experience in the restaurant with the tall, skinny, british, curled dark hair man... and the date before that, amazing dancer man!
And before that! (yes I am a tease)
Read this. Would love your comments on this article?!
Just fucking fuck me, already.
Date: 2008-02-03, 3:29PM PST
Dear Men of Craigslist,
Look, I know you men have it difficult. Women are just about impossible to understand, much less please. In a post-feminist society, you never know exactly what you should be doing. Women are bloody picky, I know we are. It can be scary, too, when women freak out about what appear to be benign issues. And men who do their best to be respectful, female-positive humans, I salute you, I do.
But please, please just fuck me already. Honestly, I appreciate your thoughtfulness. I like that you want to take things slow. I can totally get behind the idea of emotional connection, but dearjesusinheaven, FUCK ME. We've done dinner and drinks. We've gone dancing. We've cuddled and watched a movie. I'm wearing a low cut shirt and you've been staring at my breasts all night. Goodgodalmighty, get to it and fuck me.
When we get hot and heavy, please take charge. Please, please fuck me. Trust me, I'm not going to just lie still - I'll get involved. But don't make me force your hand into my panties. That makes me feel like a rapist. We've been kissing for a half hour and your hand keeps grazing my ass. That's nice, but it's time to move forward. Get on top of me. Don't make me get on top right out of the gate and start bobbing up and down on your cock like I'm practicing some crazy new aerobic yoga because YOU won't go down on me. Roll on top and start dry humping like a good boy should. Don't gently suck my nipples and then pull back when I moan with pleasure. You being coy is totally not what I want. It's not what WE want.
OK, I know it's scary. There are lots of women out there who make fucking really difficult. So, I have compiled some handy tips. Don't think of this as complaining, or as schadenfreude for the Andrea Dworkins of the world. Just some simple tips, for timid men who have forgotten what it means to fuck like men:
1. Taking charge is not bad. Oh, there will be some women who feel that you are pushy. If you are making out with a woman, and she starts to push back, ask nicely if things are moving too fast. If she says yes, say something like "I'm sorry - you just look so fucking delicious. I'll go slower." Otherwise, skillfully move forward. If you start kissing a woman, and she responds well, and before long, you're both on the floor with her skirt pushed up, and you on top of her, it's not the time to roll onto your back and start awkwardly stroking the top of her head. Seriously, grow a goddamn pair. YOU'RE the man. Act like one.
2. Ohmyfuckinggod, please learn to respect the clit. It's different for every woman, so ask what she likes. Do not, I repeat, do not just wiggle your fingers around her pussy like you're trying to tickle her. Do not drum your fingertips against her vulva like you are impatiently waiting at the Sears Tire Center for your receipt. Do not push the clit like it is a doorbell at some house that you need to get inside of. Start by using all four fingers with firm yet gentle pressure against the outside of her pussy. Do not charge in with a single finger and start jabbing at things. And if you really don't know what to do, ask her. Just ask. "How do you like it?". It's a simple question, and most women will answer straight out. If she's being all coy, ask "Do you like pressure? Is it sensitive?" The clitoris is a varied item, indeed. Treat each one as though you have never encountered one before. Forget everything that your last partner liked.
3. Most women like to be fucked, and fucked well. Yes, there are women out there who want to "make love" every time - sweet, gentle, rocking love with lots of eye contact and loving kisses. Those women are not the majority. The majority like to be pounded. The majority like to have their hair pulled. The majority like a good, solid jackhammering. When a woman is bucking wildly against you, it's not because she wants you to pull back and slowly swirl your cock around her vagina like you're mixing a cake batter up there. It's because she wants you to hold down her arms, or grab her hips, or push her legs above her head, and fuck her harder. Don't be too afraid of what this means as far as gender equality goes - I am a raging feminist bitch, but I still want to be penetrated like you are planning on fucking my throat from the inside out.
4. A little roughness is nice. Do not pretend that you had no idea that some women like their hair pulled. Do not act shocked if she wants you to spank her ("Really? Spanking? Won't it hurt?" - yes, it does. That's the fucking point). We know you've read Stuff and Maxim, and that's all those laddie mags talk about in their "How to Please Her" sections. Start with light, full handed smacks to the area of her ass that she sits on. Judge her response and continue on from there. You don't have to bend her over one knee and tell her she's a naughty girl and that Daddy's going to punish her; save that for the fifth date. Women are less delicate than you think, so don't worry about breaking her hip.
5. It's OK for you to make noise. Otherwise, we feel like we are fucking a ninja. Unless you actually are a ninja, and have sneaked into our rooms with vibrating nanuchaku and zippered black pajamas, please, please make some noise. If you're banging a woman, and she's crying out and saying your name and moaning, and you can't even manage a grunt, she's going to feel like an idiot. You don't have to make the sounds she is making, but do SOMETHING. You know how when you are watching porn, and the girl does something great to the guy and the guy kind of goes "Ah!", half grunt, half yell? That's HOT. Do that. Whisper our name (assuming you know it) gruffly. Groan against her neck when you're in missionary position. You don't have to grunt like a mountain gorilla, but if you are totally mute, she's going to get worried.
6. Most women like dirty talk, in addition to the grunting. If you'd like to get some dirty talk going, ask her if she likes the way you fuck her. If she responds well, continue with something like, "I love fucking you. God, you look so fucking hot." Is she still moaning in response? "Your tits are so beautiful." Does that work? If she doesn't respond well to the term "tits", you might have to stop there. If she keep moaning or responding, pass Go and collect $200. Try the following:
"Oh, god. Your pussy is SO tight."
"You're so wet - are you wet because you like the feel of my cock ramming you?"
"I think I'm going to come inside you. I'm going to fill up your little cunt." It doesn't matter that you're wearing a condom; we LOVE hearing this.
If all of those work, you can then progress to things like "sexy little bitch" and "dirty whore". Tread carefully, but please, tread. Do not tiptoe. Do not sit down. Charge.
6. You're not obligated to eat a woman out. In return, she's not obligated to choke on your dick. Don't skip one and expect the other. If you do eat a woman out, the only comment you should make about her pussy is how nice it is. The length of her labia minora, the color of her interior, her waxing job or full bush - you are not John Madden. No time for color commentary.
7. Do not bitch about condoms. Oh, we hate them. Trust us. They hurt us more than they hurt you. But we don't want to be preggers, and you don't want to catch anything, right? Don't whine about condom sex. Do not explain that you can't come with one on. LEARN to come with one on, or if not, help us figure out what to do with you once we're satisfied and it's time for you to let loose your load.
8. We really like it when you come. It's called a money shot for a reason. Watching semen shoot out of you is one of the most gratifying things EVER. However, do not assume that she wants you to jack it off onto her face. She might, but don't assume. Seeing and/or feeling you come is rewarding for us, so there's no need to deprive us of it, but please do consult us before unleashing. "I think I'm going to come - how do you like it?" is a fair question that shouldn't rob you of your testicles.
In recent memory, I've been fucked by a very aggressive, manly guy, and I've been... well, fucked is the wrong term here. I've been penetrated by a total and utter wuss. Who am I going to run back to when I'm ready for my fill? Manly McHardon, that's who. ----------------------------------------------------
*New point of clarification - some people have brought up some really great issues in response to this post, so let me say this: I don't mean to imply that all women like to be treated like whores. I do mean to say that most women I know have told me that they like sex rougher than most men give it to them. Rough does NOT equal chains and bondage. And this applies to the bedroom only, and does not mean that she wants you to choose her dinner for her, or treat her like less of a person. **Some women have said that they don't like it rough and what the hell am I thinking? Well, girls, you're in the minority. HOWEVER, all women need to remember that, in addition to be straight forward about your sexual desires, you need to be straight forward about your sexual limits. Don't be afraid to ask for more, but when something feels wrong, say so. Don't ever do something you don't want to do in silence and then blame the guy. Silence is dangerous.
Look, I know you men have it difficult. Women are just about impossible to understand, much less please. In a post-feminist society, you never know exactly what you should be doing. Women are bloody picky, I know we are. It can be scary, too, when women freak out about what appear to be benign issues. And men who do their best to be respectful, female-positive humans, I salute you, I do.
But please, please just fuck me already. Honestly, I appreciate your thoughtfulness. I like that you want to take things slow. I can totally get behind the idea of emotional connection, but dearjesusinheaven, FUCK ME. We've done dinner and drinks. We've gone dancing. We've cuddled and watched a movie. I'm wearing a low cut shirt and you've been staring at my breasts all night. Goodgodalmighty, get to it and fuck me.
When we get hot and heavy, please take charge. Please, please fuck me. Trust me, I'm not going to just lie still - I'll get involved. But don't make me force your hand into my panties. That makes me feel like a rapist. We've been kissing for a half hour and your hand keeps grazing my ass. That's nice, but it's time to move forward. Get on top of me. Don't make me get on top right out of the gate and start bobbing up and down on your cock like I'm practicing some crazy new aerobic yoga because YOU won't go down on me. Roll on top and start dry humping like a good boy should. Don't gently suck my nipples and then pull back when I moan with pleasure. You being coy is totally not what I want. It's not what WE want.
OK, I know it's scary. There are lots of women out there who make fucking really difficult. So, I have compiled some handy tips. Don't think of this as complaining, or as schadenfreude for the Andrea Dworkins of the world. Just some simple tips, for timid men who have forgotten what it means to fuck like men:
1. Taking charge is not bad. Oh, there will be some women who feel that you are pushy. If you are making out with a woman, and she starts to push back, ask nicely if things are moving too fast. If she says yes, say something like "I'm sorry - you just look so fucking delicious. I'll go slower." Otherwise, skillfully move forward. If you start kissing a woman, and she responds well, and before long, you're both on the floor with her skirt pushed up, and you on top of her, it's not the time to roll onto your back and start awkwardly stroking the top of her head. Seriously, grow a goddamn pair. YOU'RE the man. Act like one.
2. Ohmyfuckinggod, please learn to respect the clit. It's different for every woman, so ask what she likes. Do not, I repeat, do not just wiggle your fingers around her pussy like you're trying to tickle her. Do not drum your fingertips against her vulva like you are impatiently waiting at the Sears Tire Center for your receipt. Do not push the clit like it is a doorbell at some house that you need to get inside of. Start by using all four fingers with firm yet gentle pressure against the outside of her pussy. Do not charge in with a single finger and start jabbing at things. And if you really don't know what to do, ask her. Just ask. "How do you like it?". It's a simple question, and most women will answer straight out. If she's being all coy, ask "Do you like pressure? Is it sensitive?" The clitoris is a varied item, indeed. Treat each one as though you have never encountered one before. Forget everything that your last partner liked.
3. Most women like to be fucked, and fucked well. Yes, there are women out there who want to "make love" every time - sweet, gentle, rocking love with lots of eye contact and loving kisses. Those women are not the majority. The majority like to be pounded. The majority like to have their hair pulled. The majority like a good, solid jackhammering. When a woman is bucking wildly against you, it's not because she wants you to pull back and slowly swirl your cock around her vagina like you're mixing a cake batter up there. It's because she wants you to hold down her arms, or grab her hips, or push her legs above her head, and fuck her harder. Don't be too afraid of what this means as far as gender equality goes - I am a raging feminist bitch, but I still want to be penetrated like you are planning on fucking my throat from the inside out.
4. A little roughness is nice. Do not pretend that you had no idea that some women like their hair pulled. Do not act shocked if she wants you to spank her ("Really? Spanking? Won't it hurt?" - yes, it does. That's the fucking point). We know you've read Stuff and Maxim, and that's all those laddie mags talk about in their "How to Please Her" sections. Start with light, full handed smacks to the area of her ass that she sits on. Judge her response and continue on from there. You don't have to bend her over one knee and tell her she's a naughty girl and that Daddy's going to punish her; save that for the fifth date. Women are less delicate than you think, so don't worry about breaking her hip.
5. It's OK for you to make noise. Otherwise, we feel like we are fucking a ninja. Unless you actually are a ninja, and have sneaked into our rooms with vibrating nanuchaku and zippered black pajamas, please, please make some noise. If you're banging a woman, and she's crying out and saying your name and moaning, and you can't even manage a grunt, she's going to feel like an idiot. You don't have to make the sounds she is making, but do SOMETHING. You know how when you are watching porn, and the girl does something great to the guy and the guy kind of goes "Ah!", half grunt, half yell? That's HOT. Do that. Whisper our name (assuming you know it) gruffly. Groan against her neck when you're in missionary position. You don't have to grunt like a mountain gorilla, but if you are totally mute, she's going to get worried.
6. Most women like dirty talk, in addition to the grunting. If you'd like to get some dirty talk going, ask her if she likes the way you fuck her. If she responds well, continue with something like, "I love fucking you. God, you look so fucking hot." Is she still moaning in response? "Your tits are so beautiful." Does that work? If she doesn't respond well to the term "tits", you might have to stop there. If she keep moaning or responding, pass Go and collect $200. Try the following:
"Oh, god. Your pussy is SO tight."
"You're so wet - are you wet because you like the feel of my cock ramming you?"
"I think I'm going to come inside you. I'm going to fill up your little cunt." It doesn't matter that you're wearing a condom; we LOVE hearing this.
If all of those work, you can then progress to things like "sexy little bitch" and "dirty whore". Tread carefully, but please, tread. Do not tiptoe. Do not sit down. Charge.
6. You're not obligated to eat a woman out. In return, she's not obligated to choke on your dick. Don't skip one and expect the other. If you do eat a woman out, the only comment you should make about her pussy is how nice it is. The length of her labia minora, the color of her interior, her waxing job or full bush - you are not John Madden. No time for color commentary.
7. Do not bitch about condoms. Oh, we hate them. Trust us. They hurt us more than they hurt you. But we don't want to be preggers, and you don't want to catch anything, right? Don't whine about condom sex. Do not explain that you can't come with one on. LEARN to come with one on, or if not, help us figure out what to do with you once we're satisfied and it's time for you to let loose your load.
8. We really like it when you come. It's called a money shot for a reason. Watching semen shoot out of you is one of the most gratifying things EVER. However, do not assume that she wants you to jack it off onto her face. She might, but don't assume. Seeing and/or feeling you come is rewarding for us, so there's no need to deprive us of it, but please do consult us before unleashing. "I think I'm going to come - how do you like it?" is a fair question that shouldn't rob you of your testicles.
In recent memory, I've been fucked by a very aggressive, manly guy, and I've been... well, fucked is the wrong term here. I've been penetrated by a total and utter wuss. Who am I going to run back to when I'm ready for my fill? Manly McHardon, that's who. ----------------------------------------------------
*New point of clarification - some people have brought up some really great issues in response to this post, so let me say this: I don't mean to imply that all women like to be treated like whores. I do mean to say that most women I know have told me that they like sex rougher than most men give it to them. Rough does NOT equal chains and bondage. And this applies to the bedroom only, and does not mean that she wants you to choose her dinner for her, or treat her like less of a person. **Some women have said that they don't like it rough and what the hell am I thinking? Well, girls, you're in the minority. HOWEVER, all women need to remember that, in addition to be straight forward about your sexual desires, you need to be straight forward about your sexual limits. Don't be afraid to ask for more, but when something feels wrong, say so. Don't ever do something you don't want to do in silence and then blame the guy. Silence is dangerous.
On my way to brunch with the girls now and bloody Marysss.
Promise, I will continue after the break!
Oh baby, don't make me beg, pleeeaaase.
Last night was... Can still feel his mmmm
ciaociao
lolA
Tuesday, 8 February 2011
Episode 16
I got laaaaaaaaied!! YAY!! and when I mean laid, well laid!! Gorgeous D*** and it was sweaty, intense, ruff, oh God just thinking about it, makes me, anyways... It was not like last week with mista' photographer who has everything I like in his life: he has taste, nice apt, owns his own business, car, rents a house on Fire Island with friends every summer (now that is a turn on haha) oh lolA, you are sooo superficial & materialistic, but hey, ya know, I think of the future now, I'm not 24 anymore! Kids will need a responsible father who makes a good living etc... But Damn, in bed aie, not so gorgeous and ouch did he come fast and every single Fuckin' time!! I did wait for the 3rd date to go in the sheets though... Good Girl lolA :D but maybe, I should of done that earlier, cause now I have a little crush on him and he is keeping me hangin' on! He texts me, "yes let's meet again next week" and then does not make plans?! I'm confused and I wonder what's up? (obviously not his D*** and not for very long hahaha)
So what do you want lolA? A good lay or a responsible man?
I want BOTH!!! But for some reason, that does not seem to exist (sigh).
So YES I needed it really bad, I don't know what was going on this past week, but I was going coucou and It probably has to do something with Mista' photographer = frustration!
So back to last night, he was an OKC date when I had promised myself that Mista' photographer would be the last... tsss yeah right lolA, I am sooo weak!!!
We met up at a bar that's 1/2 way from each others homes, drinks, played a little pinball, he's a snowboard freak and right now with the snow, he goes almost every weekend snowboarding, he has a jeep (sexy) and drives to Vermont or Wyoming whatever, forgot. Now that would be fun to do, I better suck him real good hahaha (kidding geez guys don't take everything I say to the 1st degree) Anyways, most of our conversation was about sex! sex and sex! I like talking abut sex. (you probably noticed ;)
He just quit smoking, that's why I guess he is a bit overweight, but he is nice and hairy the way I like it, so I'll let it go for this time. Anyways, we end up getting some mexican food to go and head to his place. BACHELORS'S pad, seriously (he did warn me) but damn! He definitely, needs a lady to make his home feel like a home. Well, you can guess what happened after the burrito and guacamole. Pimiento!!
Once we both finished our business. I ask him "Either you drive me home or I sleep over" and he's like: "How about I bring you home and we go on a real date and then you sleep over." Perfect! Did not really want to sleep in that mess anyways and get up at 7.30 on a week day, awkward!
Well, we'll see! Ya know, once u give the cheery away too fast, there's no more popping! Noooo, not always true!!! My ex, it started as a one night stand and lasted 3 years, so ya never know and look at my cousin, now married and pregnant!
But mista' snowboard freak was telling me, how he has a hard time committing, "why" I ask - "well, I'm scared to fall in love" He was in a 6 year relationship in the past. Maybe that has something to do with it?!
Still, I wonder if we have other things in common than just sex? His C*** just fits like a glove and that is a blessing, but maybe that's all that fits?! We'll see...
Will keep you posted and btw, really felt good to be naughty lolA for one night and not trying so hard to be a Good girl.
I felt like myself again, ha!
Ciaociao
lolA
Ps: I did get a job that day, so I guess that was my reward ;)
So what do you want lolA? A good lay or a responsible man?
I want BOTH!!! But for some reason, that does not seem to exist (sigh).
So YES I needed it really bad, I don't know what was going on this past week, but I was going coucou and It probably has to do something with Mista' photographer = frustration!
So back to last night, he was an OKC date when I had promised myself that Mista' photographer would be the last... tsss yeah right lolA, I am sooo weak!!!
We met up at a bar that's 1/2 way from each others homes, drinks, played a little pinball, he's a snowboard freak and right now with the snow, he goes almost every weekend snowboarding, he has a jeep (sexy) and drives to Vermont or Wyoming whatever, forgot. Now that would be fun to do, I better suck him real good hahaha (kidding geez guys don't take everything I say to the 1st degree) Anyways, most of our conversation was about sex! sex and sex! I like talking abut sex. (you probably noticed ;)
He just quit smoking, that's why I guess he is a bit overweight, but he is nice and hairy the way I like it, so I'll let it go for this time. Anyways, we end up getting some mexican food to go and head to his place. BACHELORS'S pad, seriously (he did warn me) but damn! He definitely, needs a lady to make his home feel like a home. Well, you can guess what happened after the burrito and guacamole. Pimiento!!
Once we both finished our business. I ask him "Either you drive me home or I sleep over" and he's like: "How about I bring you home and we go on a real date and then you sleep over." Perfect! Did not really want to sleep in that mess anyways and get up at 7.30 on a week day, awkward!
Well, we'll see! Ya know, once u give the cheery away too fast, there's no more popping! Noooo, not always true!!! My ex, it started as a one night stand and lasted 3 years, so ya never know and look at my cousin, now married and pregnant!
But mista' snowboard freak was telling me, how he has a hard time committing, "why" I ask - "well, I'm scared to fall in love" He was in a 6 year relationship in the past. Maybe that has something to do with it?!
Still, I wonder if we have other things in common than just sex? His C*** just fits like a glove and that is a blessing, but maybe that's all that fits?! We'll see...
Will keep you posted and btw, really felt good to be naughty lolA for one night and not trying so hard to be a Good girl.
I felt like myself again, ha!
Ciaociao
lolA
Ps: I did get a job that day, so I guess that was my reward ;)
Thursday, 13 January 2011
Episode 15
It's been almost 2 months now!!
and I just realized that I had become a "serial dater"!!!
Yikes, kinda scary. Geez 1 or 2 dates a week!!! pfff that's coucou, but a new year is too come! and I shall take the resolution, to not look but to see what is actually there and not what I wish would be there!
Does that make any sense???
You have not herd from lolA for a while now because I was actually dating this guy, Yes! Can you believe it? for 3 weeks, wow! Now that is long term for me hahaha But unfortunately, I had to break up with him after New Years. Yup!(dump him, makes me feel good to say that, mean of me though (shame). I guess it's revenge for those guys who disappointed me), plus my family came from France for Xmas, now That was a dream come true! So I've been pretty busy, but I am back now and ALL yours!
For a fresh start...
On OkC, I am not looking, they find me.
But, I had promised I would see this guy from OKC, after the holidays, so I text him, little flirting.. yes I am now available blablabla, so we decided to meet up last Saturday at 8pm and he would text me the place. Ok cool. Saturday 5pm, still no news, humm... Don't tell me he's another one of those slackers!!! Once again, je prends les choses en main (I take things in hand) and I call him: "helloooo?" - "Hi? Oh lolA, oh shit, we're supposed to go on a date tonight right? oh shit, I'm sorry I am out of town, I'm so sorry" - "Excuse me? Noooo way, you're kidding me, right?" - "I'm sorry, I..." - "That's all you can say for yourself? seriously? You fuckin' douchebag!!!" and I hung up with a smile on my face, actually :D
Douchebag: A person with a shitty personality that needs to "take themself the fuck down" or "go home and get their fucking shine box." A douchebag usually assumes the form of a hair-gelling pretty-boy but can also be described as an overzealous, pompous, or vexatious asshole that most people wish were killed with a Mortal Kombat fatality.
Yeah, right, what a great fresh start for 2011 thx to Mista' Douchebag!!! pfff
So now, lolA's feelin' like a slutty Biatch with some hot anger inside her, ready to fuck the brains out of a hot Motha' fuckin' ass hole and slap him in the face while riding him!! Oh yeah mama, here I come!!
So I meet up with Cha and TL for drinks and I am all worked up, lookin' hot, pbr + shots of Jack, I'm likin' it, those nachos are delichhh!! Girl talk Girl talk Girl talk ....+ TL just left her boyfriend, 'bout time!! so that adds up. Yeehaw!!
Then I meet up with B and her husband and I am starting to get these text messages from this stranger: "frenchy..." - "we need to meet now, like right now..." hun? who the hell? "who is this?" - "your professor" - "well your student would like to know the name of her professor" - "how many professors have you had the pleasure of?" - "None of your business" (cause yeah, more than one ;) but not in high school, don't you get the wrong idea here!)-
"You called me a schmuck!"
Schmuck: That portion of one's penis which is cut off during circumcision. A useless appendage: A jerk!!
Oh Shit, my heart starts to slightly pound, oh no!! why?
Recap: ex-boy from OKC, we dated 3 months or so, I really liked him: architect & teacher, nicely built, intelligent, curious, funny, GREAT fingers, laid back (good for me), studied in Paris. He was a bit full of himself though... Apparently, I was his 1st date from OKC and was the 1st girl he's been with, since 1 year after breaking up with his really long term ex. But something was off with him, something not clear: He could never sleep over, cause he needed his bed and pillow, which I can understand at first or he had to go home to feed his cats, at 3 AM?!! humm okay whatever?! "Maybe I can come over?" - "Well, I'd rather not, I live with these 2 gay guys who just broke up and my room is like a closet space with really thin walls and 2 cats!" and on top of that, he started getting sick all the time! He leaves for Cali for a wedding: "I'll call you when I get back hot stuff." 1 week after he's back, I still don't here from him, so in a moment of frustrated anger, I text him: "you hurt my feelings schmuck, hope you feel good about yourself!" - "I'm sick as hell and blablabla" - unhun, yeah right and I am Princess Diana!! and he was the one telling me, that he broke up with his ex because she was not communicating enough. Umm are you sure, it wasn't you dumb ass??!
And that was it.
Never herd from him again and I never tried to contact him either, except that one day, through Facebook friend finder, he comes up and of course, after deliberating with my conscious I add him as a friend. Aie!
Well he did not forget the schmuck part and brought it up again, that made me smile ;) For me, water is under the bridge and I got over it, at least I thought so...
I see he's been with a girl for a while now. So why the fuck is he texting me at midnight on a saturday and calling me "frenchy and the pleasure I had with a professor!"
Of course lolA had seen on his FB wall, that his girlfriend was out of town. Wow! really? Tsss, dude Not goood! But I am still feeling that slutty angry biatch inside me. REVENGE?! Naaaan, that would be really low of me and I am better than that. It would just be fun to see him again and catch up, also, I am really curious to see how I would feel, if I would still be attracted to him or not.
So he tells me that he finally moved to his own place and it's a 15min ride to my hood! He is kinda asking me if I wanna meet up, so I tell him I'm in my local bar (that he knows) and he's like, ok, cool!
I'm thinking yummy, maaaaybe, but no, don't have those thoughts Girl, he HAS a girlfriend. From the FB pix: she is black and fat, big boobies. He always told me he liked small ones better cause the biggies made him think of his mom?!(ok I am being french and judgmental here, excuse me) but come on, she is kinda my opposite! But I'll give her this, she has a beautiful face, ok yes she is pretty, let's put it this way, veeery curvy, better?!
So I am waiting and I get a text, "oh your phone probably died and I am home now." (cause my phone was gonna die soon)and I'm like "What? Hun? you took a cab and went home? I don't get it." and he's like: "I'm still home silly, smokin' my hookah!" (I hate the hookah btw) me: "I don't have time for this, life's too short, either u wanna play or you don't kiddo'...enjoy your hookah" - "Ouch! I just thought you wanted to see my place since you always asked when I was getting my own." - Oh man, seriously? - "It's a bit too late for that honey!" - "Oh, but the night is still young! I understand though, I guess it is too late to play, good night another time!" - "When the time is right, Yeah" - "Sure, life is short, time is wasting. You let me know when that is" and I never responded and never will. Yes! a Schmuck. How could I be so stupid and tricked like that, ARGH My ego!!
Il m'a tenu en laisse le connard!!
But still I wouldn't mind seeing him again...
What the hell is wrong with me?!
Well lolA, it's just that you are still attracted to Ass Holes and I guess not ready for a relationship!
You broke up with your German who was a real sweet heart, with whom you could of built a relationship, but you decided to end it.
Well, I have my reasons, Ok Missy!! and when I tell you why next time, you will understand...
ciaociao for now!
Ps: Just wanted to let you know, that all is good with my super. We made peace. (episode 14)
and I just realized that I had become a "serial dater"!!!
Yikes, kinda scary. Geez 1 or 2 dates a week!!! pfff that's coucou, but a new year is too come! and I shall take the resolution, to not look but to see what is actually there and not what I wish would be there!
Does that make any sense???
You have not herd from lolA for a while now because I was actually dating this guy, Yes! Can you believe it? for 3 weeks, wow! Now that is long term for me hahaha But unfortunately, I had to break up with him after New Years. Yup!(dump him, makes me feel good to say that, mean of me though (shame). I guess it's revenge for those guys who disappointed me), plus my family came from France for Xmas, now That was a dream come true! So I've been pretty busy, but I am back now and ALL yours!
For a fresh start...
On OkC, I am not looking, they find me.
But, I had promised I would see this guy from OKC, after the holidays, so I text him, little flirting.. yes I am now available blablabla, so we decided to meet up last Saturday at 8pm and he would text me the place. Ok cool. Saturday 5pm, still no news, humm... Don't tell me he's another one of those slackers!!! Once again, je prends les choses en main (I take things in hand) and I call him: "helloooo?" - "Hi? Oh lolA, oh shit, we're supposed to go on a date tonight right? oh shit, I'm sorry I am out of town, I'm so sorry" - "Excuse me? Noooo way, you're kidding me, right?" - "I'm sorry, I..." - "That's all you can say for yourself? seriously? You fuckin' douchebag!!!" and I hung up with a smile on my face, actually :D
Douchebag: A person with a shitty personality that needs to "take themself the fuck down" or "go home and get their fucking shine box." A douchebag usually assumes the form of a hair-gelling pretty-boy but can also be described as an overzealous, pompous, or vexatious asshole that most people wish were killed with a Mortal Kombat fatality.
Yeah, right, what a great fresh start for 2011 thx to Mista' Douchebag!!! pfff
So now, lolA's feelin' like a slutty Biatch with some hot anger inside her, ready to fuck the brains out of a hot Motha' fuckin' ass hole and slap him in the face while riding him!! Oh yeah mama, here I come!!
So I meet up with Cha and TL for drinks and I am all worked up, lookin' hot, pbr + shots of Jack, I'm likin' it, those nachos are delichhh!! Girl talk Girl talk Girl talk ....+ TL just left her boyfriend, 'bout time!! so that adds up. Yeehaw!!
Then I meet up with B and her husband and I am starting to get these text messages from this stranger: "frenchy..." - "we need to meet now, like right now..." hun? who the hell? "who is this?" - "your professor" - "well your student would like to know the name of her professor" - "how many professors have you had the pleasure of?" - "None of your business" (cause yeah, more than one ;) but not in high school, don't you get the wrong idea here!)-
"You called me a schmuck!"
Schmuck: That portion of one's penis which is cut off during circumcision. A useless appendage: A jerk!!
Oh Shit, my heart starts to slightly pound, oh no!! why?
Recap: ex-boy from OKC, we dated 3 months or so, I really liked him: architect & teacher, nicely built, intelligent, curious, funny, GREAT fingers, laid back (good for me), studied in Paris. He was a bit full of himself though... Apparently, I was his 1st date from OKC and was the 1st girl he's been with, since 1 year after breaking up with his really long term ex. But something was off with him, something not clear: He could never sleep over, cause he needed his bed and pillow, which I can understand at first or he had to go home to feed his cats, at 3 AM?!! humm okay whatever?! "Maybe I can come over?" - "Well, I'd rather not, I live with these 2 gay guys who just broke up and my room is like a closet space with really thin walls and 2 cats!" and on top of that, he started getting sick all the time! He leaves for Cali for a wedding: "I'll call you when I get back hot stuff." 1 week after he's back, I still don't here from him, so in a moment of frustrated anger, I text him: "you hurt my feelings schmuck, hope you feel good about yourself!" - "I'm sick as hell and blablabla" - unhun, yeah right and I am Princess Diana!! and he was the one telling me, that he broke up with his ex because she was not communicating enough. Umm are you sure, it wasn't you dumb ass??!
And that was it.
Never herd from him again and I never tried to contact him either, except that one day, through Facebook friend finder, he comes up and of course, after deliberating with my conscious I add him as a friend. Aie!
Well he did not forget the schmuck part and brought it up again, that made me smile ;) For me, water is under the bridge and I got over it, at least I thought so...
I see he's been with a girl for a while now. So why the fuck is he texting me at midnight on a saturday and calling me "frenchy and the pleasure I had with a professor!"
Of course lolA had seen on his FB wall, that his girlfriend was out of town. Wow! really? Tsss, dude Not goood! But I am still feeling that slutty angry biatch inside me. REVENGE?! Naaaan, that would be really low of me and I am better than that. It would just be fun to see him again and catch up, also, I am really curious to see how I would feel, if I would still be attracted to him or not.
So he tells me that he finally moved to his own place and it's a 15min ride to my hood! He is kinda asking me if I wanna meet up, so I tell him I'm in my local bar (that he knows) and he's like, ok, cool!
I'm thinking yummy, maaaaybe, but no, don't have those thoughts Girl, he HAS a girlfriend. From the FB pix: she is black and fat, big boobies. He always told me he liked small ones better cause the biggies made him think of his mom?!(ok I am being french and judgmental here, excuse me) but come on, she is kinda my opposite! But I'll give her this, she has a beautiful face, ok yes she is pretty, let's put it this way, veeery curvy, better?!
So I am waiting and I get a text, "oh your phone probably died and I am home now." (cause my phone was gonna die soon)and I'm like "What? Hun? you took a cab and went home? I don't get it." and he's like: "I'm still home silly, smokin' my hookah!" (I hate the hookah btw) me: "I don't have time for this, life's too short, either u wanna play or you don't kiddo'...enjoy your hookah" - "Ouch! I just thought you wanted to see my place since you always asked when I was getting my own." - Oh man, seriously? - "It's a bit too late for that honey!" - "Oh, but the night is still young! I understand though, I guess it is too late to play, good night another time!" - "When the time is right, Yeah" - "Sure, life is short, time is wasting. You let me know when that is" and I never responded and never will. Yes! a Schmuck. How could I be so stupid and tricked like that, ARGH My ego!!
Il m'a tenu en laisse le connard!!
But still I wouldn't mind seeing him again...
What the hell is wrong with me?!
Well lolA, it's just that you are still attracted to Ass Holes and I guess not ready for a relationship!
You broke up with your German who was a real sweet heart, with whom you could of built a relationship, but you decided to end it.
Well, I have my reasons, Ok Missy!! and when I tell you why next time, you will understand...
ciaociao for now!
Ps: Just wanted to let you know, that all is good with my super. We made peace. (episode 14)
Monday, 22 November 2010
Episode 14
Sorry, Geez, been busy lookin' for a job, going coucou here! My brain needs to work!! I can feel those electrons in my brain, bouncing back, going tzzz tzzz and having nowhere to go!
But I scored 2 interviews. Cross your fingers.
The lady was telling me that, the 1st hour after she posted the add, she got more than 100 emails!! YYYYeeeeaah, it's tuff out there right now.
Anyways, back to crunchy details, miaou.
Really weird vibe I got from my super last Friday... I call him up, cause my sink is clogged up and now it's leaking cause lolA tried to fix it, duh! So he comes up, takes a look at it; I bring him to the bedroom, nooo not in that way. Geez people! What are you thinking?! That I'm some kinda slut! hahaha. It's just that there's a huge stain on my ceiling: neighbors heater probably leaking.. Ok. And on his way out, out of nowhere he says: "can I have a kiss?" WTF? IUUU Shit, No, what, why, hun? I've always been friendly and funny but helloooo IUUU NOOOOOOO
1: you are my super
2: you are fat and depressed
3: you sleep with your dog
So, I don't say anything and just give him a "Thank you hug" but there was that weird moment, when you say hello or goodbye and you give a peck on the cheek but you are not sure which cheek to go for, so you end up face to face? Well that happened. OH GOD! Just give him the hug lolA!! and I shut the door loudly behind him. IUUU just thinking of that moment still gives me the creeps. I've been so cold with him lately which from me is still friendly...
Later that day... lolA is getting ready for her date with "the bearded man"!! and for some reason, I get this feeling that the full monty is gonna be around, if you see what I mean, hehe ;) and I start cleaning my place, it needed it anyways.. I shave, cream. humm which underwear? good these socks have no holes. Not too much perfume and a touch of gloss and off I go!
Meeting at one of my local bars, it's my "okcupid bar" the regulars are gonna start thinking I'm a slut seeing me with a new guy every weekend. haha whatever, they can think what they want, it'll keep them busy! and don't think I sleep with all of them each time!
I can see him in the distance, he's waiting outside the bar.
Oh God! hair in a pony tale; you call that a trimmed beard?! Oh No, the worst: white socks with leather shoes! UGH you must be kidding me, some kind of polar sweatshirt? Well, that's a good start! We go in, find some stools and he orders us 2 beers. I mean, he would look cute if he had a makeover, that's what I should do, a show for a makeover but for MEN, (probably already exists). 1 beer, 2 beers, 3 beers... good conversation, interesting, fun, no awkward silent moments. He works as an IT and is a musician as well, another one who also loves karaoke, but did not seem as obsessed as Elvis... He showed me a pix of the internet, it's crazy!! walls and walls and walls of wires for kilometers!!
Beer #4 and off we go! He walks me home and in my head, I was just gonna say goodbye at the step of my door, but who is in front of the building with his dog? My super. God Lord, Oh NO, iuu. So I'm like, ok well, I think you are going to have to come up so my super gets the big picture!
SO I make some tea, bring out some cookies and we are sitting on the couch next to each other, just like if there were a pillow in the middle. I mean, he is cute... I wouldn't mind having a little interaction here! For some reason, he keeps on telling me how sweet I am, how innocent my smile is. (duh, I do that on purpose idioto! haha. guys love that, makes them feel more like a man). That I did not say anything mean all evening! hun? What? Why would I say something mean? Is that his way of getting me in the sheets?! I don't get it. Well, I did tell him that he would need a makeover. And he tells me that he can't wait for X-mas to get some clothes from his mom: just like his polar sweater! Okaaaay, well, I get it now. Another mommy's little boy!
An hour goes by and he still did not make a move. In the past, I would be the one, making the first move. Cause they don't do shit! What is wrong with these guys? Where are those balls? Fear of rejection? Well, If you can't handle that, then I don't want you. So this time, I decided to just wait and wait (geez, either leave or kiss me, cause I'm getting tiered here) and... Here it goes: "Ok, I guess I should go now" - "ok" and we both stand up and... The hug goodbye becomes a kiss and he just throws me on the couch. OUlala. Well, guess you really wanted to kiss me, hun! Oh no, what the? Is that the hair of your mustache inside my nostril?! iuuu. Oh God, ok, let's turn heads, haha. So we're makin' out all dressed up. Getting really steamy and tingly... I'm thinking, so now what? Either he leaves now or he sleeps over, well more likely or we fuck. I know now, I do not want to see him again. So why not a little flesh and an orgasm... That won't hurt! If I would of felt like a potential future, I would of said NO.
So we take a break and have a smoke. Me: "So what do we do now?" In my head: Do you want to wake up next to him or alone? Him: "Well, I wouldn't mind sleeping next to you..." (of course, you wouldn't, ha!). We are now in the bedroom and start getting undressed. What the F*** is that? No way! He is wearing long johns under his pants! How sexier can you be? oh God! It's not even that cold outside!!
Both stripped naked we start getting back into action. Rubber time! He did try without, but I was like "nono honey! That ain't gonna happen!" - "It's just I would like to feel you a little without.." pfff yeah so then what's the point!
All, I have are the NYC rubbers and they really suck! Hardly any lub, plus the not rubber thing kinda turned me off. I'm not really feeling it anymore and I am tiered now and I wish I would of told him to go home. I knew it! I knew I did not want him here! lolA never listens to her gut feeling, the temptation was too strong. She is weak and only listens to the memories of that deep inner feeling/sensation (sigh) ahh LUST!!
We both feel this is not going anywhere so we naturally stop.
We're both lying in bed and he tells me: "I have blue balls" - (What? hun? Never herd that one before?) "yeah, I really need to come." That's what I thought...
Blue Balls (googled it the next day): the condition of temporary fluid congestion in the testicles and prostate region caused by prolonged sexual arousal in the human male.
Well, hon, we don't have a term like that for us women, but me too!! - "Could you go down on me babe" "please" - oooOhono, really? and you said "babe"?! Haha, he probably was repeating that in his head before he said it: what do I say? How to ask her in a nice way, I'll just use the word "babe" and that's it? you could be more like: "Let me go down on you first" (I'll show you mine, if you show me yours ;) or a 69). I dunno? but don't be so God Damn selfish! Sex is about giving! At least in my book! But you know what hon'? I really don't feel like giving you shit right now, I'm kinda tiered and I just want to sleep! and I tell him so. But if he wants to masturbate cause his balls are hurting, that's fine with me! (but inside myself, I'd rather he wouldn't and do that at his place).
And every single time I am about to snooze off and fall asleep he turns around. He just can't stop tossing and turning, aaargh telling me that my mattress is too soft, etc... tuff shit dude, I love my bed!
"Maybe you should go home, none of us are going to fall asleep here." - "yeah maybe, I don't know, do you mind if I smoke?" - "Sure, go ahead." Maybe??? NO, you Have to go, I really do NOT want to wake up next to you. FUCK! and I go have a smoke with him, and I'm like: "Ok, I'm calling you a cab." and that's it! so he gets dressed and keeps on giving me these small kisses. No really stop that, please. At this point, I'm really annoyed and a bit grossed out. LEAVE!! "Your cab is waiting, you should go."
Oh God! Relief sigh, alone. It is now 5AM, I go back to bed and argh, I feel a bit iuuu, I don't know how to say it: dirty? That's a bit harsh. Yes, that's it: I can still feel him, his energy. So I get up take a shower change my sheets! It is now 5.30 and I am wide awake! Just perfect! pff
Great! Well that was a date that finished well!
and who wakes me up in the morning, well more around noon?
My super and his dog, barking in the back of my building, which I usually never hear cause they are hardly ever there! of course...
Really lolA, please listen to yourself next time, okay?
you know this and you keep on doing it again, listen to your gut feeling.
Lust is one of the seven sins and you are an angel, so STOP.
"You promise lolA?" - "I promise" - "What? I can't hear you" - "I said, I promise" - "What? Say that again" - "YES! I Fuckin' promise! Okay, happy now? Stop making me feel guilty for God's sake!"
The dual never ends: Evil verses Good.
But I scored 2 interviews. Cross your fingers.
The lady was telling me that, the 1st hour after she posted the add, she got more than 100 emails!! YYYYeeeeaah, it's tuff out there right now.
Anyways, back to crunchy details, miaou.
Really weird vibe I got from my super last Friday... I call him up, cause my sink is clogged up and now it's leaking cause lolA tried to fix it, duh! So he comes up, takes a look at it; I bring him to the bedroom, nooo not in that way. Geez people! What are you thinking?! That I'm some kinda slut! hahaha. It's just that there's a huge stain on my ceiling: neighbors heater probably leaking.. Ok. And on his way out, out of nowhere he says: "can I have a kiss?" WTF? IUUU Shit, No, what, why, hun? I've always been friendly and funny but helloooo IUUU NOOOOOOO
1: you are my super
2: you are fat and depressed
3: you sleep with your dog
So, I don't say anything and just give him a "Thank you hug" but there was that weird moment, when you say hello or goodbye and you give a peck on the cheek but you are not sure which cheek to go for, so you end up face to face? Well that happened. OH GOD! Just give him the hug lolA!! and I shut the door loudly behind him. IUUU just thinking of that moment still gives me the creeps. I've been so cold with him lately which from me is still friendly...
Later that day... lolA is getting ready for her date with "the bearded man"!! and for some reason, I get this feeling that the full monty is gonna be around, if you see what I mean, hehe ;) and I start cleaning my place, it needed it anyways.. I shave, cream. humm which underwear? good these socks have no holes. Not too much perfume and a touch of gloss and off I go!
Meeting at one of my local bars, it's my "okcupid bar" the regulars are gonna start thinking I'm a slut seeing me with a new guy every weekend. haha whatever, they can think what they want, it'll keep them busy! and don't think I sleep with all of them each time!
I can see him in the distance, he's waiting outside the bar.
Oh God! hair in a pony tale; you call that a trimmed beard?! Oh No, the worst: white socks with leather shoes! UGH you must be kidding me, some kind of polar sweatshirt? Well, that's a good start! We go in, find some stools and he orders us 2 beers. I mean, he would look cute if he had a makeover, that's what I should do, a show for a makeover but for MEN, (probably already exists). 1 beer, 2 beers, 3 beers... good conversation, interesting, fun, no awkward silent moments. He works as an IT and is a musician as well, another one who also loves karaoke, but did not seem as obsessed as Elvis... He showed me a pix of the internet, it's crazy!! walls and walls and walls of wires for kilometers!!
Beer #4 and off we go! He walks me home and in my head, I was just gonna say goodbye at the step of my door, but who is in front of the building with his dog? My super. God Lord, Oh NO, iuu. So I'm like, ok well, I think you are going to have to come up so my super gets the big picture!
SO I make some tea, bring out some cookies and we are sitting on the couch next to each other, just like if there were a pillow in the middle. I mean, he is cute... I wouldn't mind having a little interaction here! For some reason, he keeps on telling me how sweet I am, how innocent my smile is. (duh, I do that on purpose idioto! haha. guys love that, makes them feel more like a man). That I did not say anything mean all evening! hun? What? Why would I say something mean? Is that his way of getting me in the sheets?! I don't get it. Well, I did tell him that he would need a makeover. And he tells me that he can't wait for X-mas to get some clothes from his mom: just like his polar sweater! Okaaaay, well, I get it now. Another mommy's little boy!
An hour goes by and he still did not make a move. In the past, I would be the one, making the first move. Cause they don't do shit! What is wrong with these guys? Where are those balls? Fear of rejection? Well, If you can't handle that, then I don't want you. So this time, I decided to just wait and wait (geez, either leave or kiss me, cause I'm getting tiered here) and... Here it goes: "Ok, I guess I should go now" - "ok" and we both stand up and... The hug goodbye becomes a kiss and he just throws me on the couch. OUlala. Well, guess you really wanted to kiss me, hun! Oh no, what the? Is that the hair of your mustache inside my nostril?! iuuu. Oh God, ok, let's turn heads, haha. So we're makin' out all dressed up. Getting really steamy and tingly... I'm thinking, so now what? Either he leaves now or he sleeps over, well more likely or we fuck. I know now, I do not want to see him again. So why not a little flesh and an orgasm... That won't hurt! If I would of felt like a potential future, I would of said NO.
So we take a break and have a smoke. Me: "So what do we do now?" In my head: Do you want to wake up next to him or alone? Him: "Well, I wouldn't mind sleeping next to you..." (of course, you wouldn't, ha!). We are now in the bedroom and start getting undressed. What the F*** is that? No way! He is wearing long johns under his pants! How sexier can you be? oh God! It's not even that cold outside!!
Both stripped naked we start getting back into action. Rubber time! He did try without, but I was like "nono honey! That ain't gonna happen!" - "It's just I would like to feel you a little without.." pfff yeah so then what's the point!
All, I have are the NYC rubbers and they really suck! Hardly any lub, plus the not rubber thing kinda turned me off. I'm not really feeling it anymore and I am tiered now and I wish I would of told him to go home. I knew it! I knew I did not want him here! lolA never listens to her gut feeling, the temptation was too strong. She is weak and only listens to the memories of that deep inner feeling/sensation (sigh) ahh LUST!!
We both feel this is not going anywhere so we naturally stop.
We're both lying in bed and he tells me: "I have blue balls" - (What? hun? Never herd that one before?) "yeah, I really need to come." That's what I thought...
Blue Balls (googled it the next day): the condition of temporary fluid congestion in the testicles and prostate region caused by prolonged sexual arousal in the human male.
Well, hon, we don't have a term like that for us women, but me too!! - "Could you go down on me babe" "please" - oooOhono, really? and you said "babe"?! Haha, he probably was repeating that in his head before he said it: what do I say? How to ask her in a nice way, I'll just use the word "babe" and that's it? you could be more like: "Let me go down on you first" (I'll show you mine, if you show me yours ;) or a 69). I dunno? but don't be so God Damn selfish! Sex is about giving! At least in my book! But you know what hon'? I really don't feel like giving you shit right now, I'm kinda tiered and I just want to sleep! and I tell him so. But if he wants to masturbate cause his balls are hurting, that's fine with me! (but inside myself, I'd rather he wouldn't and do that at his place).
And every single time I am about to snooze off and fall asleep he turns around. He just can't stop tossing and turning, aaargh telling me that my mattress is too soft, etc... tuff shit dude, I love my bed!
"Maybe you should go home, none of us are going to fall asleep here." - "yeah maybe, I don't know, do you mind if I smoke?" - "Sure, go ahead." Maybe??? NO, you Have to go, I really do NOT want to wake up next to you. FUCK! and I go have a smoke with him, and I'm like: "Ok, I'm calling you a cab." and that's it! so he gets dressed and keeps on giving me these small kisses. No really stop that, please. At this point, I'm really annoyed and a bit grossed out. LEAVE!! "Your cab is waiting, you should go."
Oh God! Relief sigh, alone. It is now 5AM, I go back to bed and argh, I feel a bit iuuu, I don't know how to say it: dirty? That's a bit harsh. Yes, that's it: I can still feel him, his energy. So I get up take a shower change my sheets! It is now 5.30 and I am wide awake! Just perfect! pff
Great! Well that was a date that finished well!
and who wakes me up in the morning, well more around noon?
My super and his dog, barking in the back of my building, which I usually never hear cause they are hardly ever there! of course...
Really lolA, please listen to yourself next time, okay?
you know this and you keep on doing it again, listen to your gut feeling.
Lust is one of the seven sins and you are an angel, so STOP.
"You promise lolA?" - "I promise" - "What? I can't hear you" - "I said, I promise" - "What? Say that again" - "YES! I Fuckin' promise! Okay, happy now? Stop making me feel guilty for God's sake!"
The dual never ends: Evil verses Good.
Friday, 12 November 2010
Episode 13
I have visions sometimes, probably fantasies, for example:
I was at the laundromat the other day, and I put down my new sunglasses on the washer. Next to me, this black hunky dude is putting his wife-beater's T-shirt in the machine. He turns around and all of sudden, out of nowhere, grabs my new *Yves Saint Laurent* glasses and starts running away!!!! (Finally a real pair of sunglasses, was about time! Sick and tiered of those $5 ones, so let me brag about it, OKAY! - thx Lady J. btw)
NOOOOO WAAAY! The daring lolA runs after him yelling her lungs out, her long hair is wild, she can feel her heart beat faster and faster. Fiiinally, someone makes him trip (croche pied). He falls, hands first on the cold cement floor. He is now on his stomach (he has amazing abs & arms btw). And me, standing up with one foot on his back, just like if I won the war, proud to be a women in power! But still... he is not giving up the glasses!! So I punch him in the face and grab the glasses!
My friend Mista' R. says I would be a great dominatrix ;-)
Maybe that's what I should do, hun?! I could make good money hehe.
"The Green Eyed Boy", I sent him a text 2 days ago "So... You wanna catch up Friday" and and and... NADA!!!! AAAHHH and my gut was telling me not to. So why did I? It's weird, I really don't know? I want to see him again and at the same time, I don't? lolAAAA what do you WANT for God's sake?! Cause you know you can't create what you had last time... and that is what I want.
Anyways, I got a plan B on OkCupid, so there! NA! He's got a beard and hair to his shoulders :-/ He better trim that beard and cut his hair before Friday!! haha We chatted a bit and he seemed like a "nice guy" (boring), kinda of a hippie, "that's how my momma brought me up" says he, just hope there is no tie-dye t-shirt goin' on!
and "Mista' Saturday"... Well, he does not exist anymore :( looked at his profile today under a pseudonym "Shantiii" can't let him know that I'm still thinking of him a bit!! U COWARD, him mot ME!
Cigi Break.. Music Break.. Coffee Break.. Chatting Break with Marlinochka in Paris!! Miss U Girl..
Shower done and summer clothes in the back of the closet :D
Winter here I come!
Now, a bite to eat...
Ok so Tuesday date!
Name: "Bike Freak"
His Description on his profile: "Bike geeks. They think that 8 hours on a bike is a day well spent. They spend big on their bikes but you wouldn't know it from the surface. They buy the best, not the most expensive. They do their own mechanical work. They come from varied backgrounds but they tend to have tight little asses. If you're lucky you'll find a hill climber, they go up like an angel and go down like the devil. The girl? She can stand on her own two feet and doesn’t get pissed off when the geek spends the day riding".
We had a conversation about fire places, so he found this cute little place near my neighborhood called "Black Mountain" and with a fire place of course. I appreciated the effort!
Of course, lolA always on time if not too early waits at the bar, orders a beer and plays with her iphone.
He comes in, short hair, really short, too short! and Damn his profile pix is soooo much better than reality, ARGH, but he does have gorgeous blue eyes. He takes a seat and turns out, even sitting down that I am taller than him?! kinda awkward, so I try to hunch, haha. I don't like looking down on a man, I'd rather look up at a man, way more sexier and makes me feel safe, (he protects me from those freaks out there, my heroooo).
So, we start chatting and who comes in?! My ex, et Merdeeuuu. I dated this guy for like 3 months or so, but it didn't go anywhere. He was really sweet but he just could not F*** me!! Don't ask! I don't know. He always had an excuse. Horny girl in bed wants sex and the guy says NO, humm?! Okay at the beginning, I get it, he wants to do things right, which I appreciated. But seriously, after the 3rd time? WTF? Come on, something's wrong here! He's into S&M, which actually was kinda of fun (not my first time hehe), oh lolA you kinky little girl.. naughty naughty naughty little girl ;-) but still, that didn't give me any action down there. FRUSTRATED!!
Awkward moment: "hey" - "hey, how's it goin'?" and we both go back to our conversations. We do live in the same 'hood so it's not like I hadn't seen him since we broke up.
To tell you the truth, I don't really remember what we talked about with the "bike freak", that means a lot --> booooring!! I do remember that he teaches pilates and is learning acupuncture. Too healthy for me! I'm sure he is bisexual, he has manners that are a bit tooo feminine for me, ya know, the hand thing? We order "une fondue" for 2 (I've had better ones) and another beer. Food/drinks done, we're done! Check please! We split it in 1/2, he could of payed a bit more... but whatever it's NY and it's $$$. At this point, I just want to be home! Hug and then "ok, well" - silence - "bye" - silence - "bye" - silence - "good meeting you" - silence - "yeah same here" - fake and polite smile and off we go in different directions, even though I knew he should of gone in my direction, I did not say anything :-/ Just want to be home, it's so cold out!!
Well, back to square one!
Between, my fantasies and reality. I gotta figure things out. Maybe I just need a little whipping to wake up ;)
catch ya later!
ciaocio
I was at the laundromat the other day, and I put down my new sunglasses on the washer. Next to me, this black hunky dude is putting his wife-beater's T-shirt in the machine. He turns around and all of sudden, out of nowhere, grabs my new *Yves Saint Laurent* glasses and starts running away!!!! (Finally a real pair of sunglasses, was about time! Sick and tiered of those $5 ones, so let me brag about it, OKAY! - thx Lady J. btw)
NOOOOO WAAAY! The daring lolA runs after him yelling her lungs out, her long hair is wild, she can feel her heart beat faster and faster. Fiiinally, someone makes him trip (croche pied). He falls, hands first on the cold cement floor. He is now on his stomach (he has amazing abs & arms btw). And me, standing up with one foot on his back, just like if I won the war, proud to be a women in power! But still... he is not giving up the glasses!! So I punch him in the face and grab the glasses!
My friend Mista' R. says I would be a great dominatrix ;-)
Maybe that's what I should do, hun?! I could make good money hehe.
"The Green Eyed Boy", I sent him a text 2 days ago "So... You wanna catch up Friday" and and and... NADA!!!! AAAHHH and my gut was telling me not to. So why did I? It's weird, I really don't know? I want to see him again and at the same time, I don't? lolAAAA what do you WANT for God's sake?! Cause you know you can't create what you had last time... and that is what I want.
Anyways, I got a plan B on OkCupid, so there! NA! He's got a beard and hair to his shoulders :-/ He better trim that beard and cut his hair before Friday!! haha We chatted a bit and he seemed like a "nice guy" (boring), kinda of a hippie, "that's how my momma brought me up" says he, just hope there is no tie-dye t-shirt goin' on!
and "Mista' Saturday"... Well, he does not exist anymore :( looked at his profile today under a pseudonym "Shantiii" can't let him know that I'm still thinking of him a bit!! U COWARD, him mot ME!
Cigi Break.. Music Break.. Coffee Break.. Chatting Break with Marlinochka in Paris!! Miss U Girl..
Shower done and summer clothes in the back of the closet :D
Winter here I come!
Now, a bite to eat...
Ok so Tuesday date!
Name: "Bike Freak"
His Description on his profile: "Bike geeks. They think that 8 hours on a bike is a day well spent. They spend big on their bikes but you wouldn't know it from the surface. They buy the best, not the most expensive. They do their own mechanical work. They come from varied backgrounds but they tend to have tight little asses. If you're lucky you'll find a hill climber, they go up like an angel and go down like the devil. The girl? She can stand on her own two feet and doesn’t get pissed off when the geek spends the day riding".
We had a conversation about fire places, so he found this cute little place near my neighborhood called "Black Mountain" and with a fire place of course. I appreciated the effort!
Of course, lolA always on time if not too early waits at the bar, orders a beer and plays with her iphone.
He comes in, short hair, really short, too short! and Damn his profile pix is soooo much better than reality, ARGH, but he does have gorgeous blue eyes. He takes a seat and turns out, even sitting down that I am taller than him?! kinda awkward, so I try to hunch, haha. I don't like looking down on a man, I'd rather look up at a man, way more sexier and makes me feel safe, (he protects me from those freaks out there, my heroooo).
So, we start chatting and who comes in?! My ex, et Merdeeuuu. I dated this guy for like 3 months or so, but it didn't go anywhere. He was really sweet but he just could not F*** me!! Don't ask! I don't know. He always had an excuse. Horny girl in bed wants sex and the guy says NO, humm?! Okay at the beginning, I get it, he wants to do things right, which I appreciated. But seriously, after the 3rd time? WTF? Come on, something's wrong here! He's into S&M, which actually was kinda of fun (not my first time hehe), oh lolA you kinky little girl.. naughty naughty naughty little girl ;-) but still, that didn't give me any action down there. FRUSTRATED!!
Awkward moment: "hey" - "hey, how's it goin'?" and we both go back to our conversations. We do live in the same 'hood so it's not like I hadn't seen him since we broke up.
To tell you the truth, I don't really remember what we talked about with the "bike freak", that means a lot --> booooring!! I do remember that he teaches pilates and is learning acupuncture. Too healthy for me! I'm sure he is bisexual, he has manners that are a bit tooo feminine for me, ya know, the hand thing? We order "une fondue" for 2 (I've had better ones) and another beer. Food/drinks done, we're done! Check please! We split it in 1/2, he could of payed a bit more... but whatever it's NY and it's $$$. At this point, I just want to be home! Hug and then "ok, well" - silence - "bye" - silence - "bye" - silence - "good meeting you" - silence - "yeah same here" - fake and polite smile and off we go in different directions, even though I knew he should of gone in my direction, I did not say anything :-/ Just want to be home, it's so cold out!!
Well, back to square one!
Between, my fantasies and reality. I gotta figure things out. Maybe I just need a little whipping to wake up ;)
catch ya later!
ciaocio
Tuesday, 9 November 2010
Episode 12
Damn, that was a depressive Episode 11, but today the sun is out and I feel like a winner!!! Why? I have no fuckin' Idea?! I just AM!!!
Like my friend Lady J. said: "I say drop him, move on to the next one.. More fish in the sea ;-)" I say, HELL YEAH! I just wanted to see how far Mista' Saturday could go, not very far, I guess.. pfff pussy!
So Friday Mr."Vajazzling", arriving on his bike, comes in: wish he would take off his hat but he doesn't, not even ONCE during the whole evening (probably balding, oops). I mean it's polite for a man to take off his hat in front of a women no?! At least at first and then put it back on, if he feels more comfortable with it, fine. pfff american culture ;-), does "gentlemanhood" exist in this country? Not too bad taste though, but he could of been more evening like (euh sneakers?) and un "coupe vent" (jacket called wind cutter). Not very sexy, I don't care if you are riding your bike dude! We're here to seduce each other, so make it happen! Damn I was wearing boots and a miniskirt!! I had to improvise, all my jeans were drying, could not wear mu usual outfit (I never put my jeans in dryer, they shrink especially that I am not getting any thinner rrrrr). Hey! I am french okay, the way a man dresses IS important to me, can't help it!
(Green eyed boy has Good Taste btw :D)
So we order 2 Brooklyn Lagers please! So "Euh Cheers to new encounters!!". We start talking and turns out, he was married twice and has a 15 year old daughter and he is 33 and an artist, who works for an artist, lives is BK with 4 roommates UGH! NOOOO can't deal with that, really, I've dealt with an artist already and don't wanna go back there, plus he has quite a heavy past there in relationships and a bit young for that! But he really does make me laugh and I am having a good time, minus the minuses, so I say: "Let it Be and stop analyzing lolA". After 2 beers and 1 smoke, we move on to go see his friend playing in a band a couple blocks away in this comic book event. So I'm imagining a bunch of weirdos/freaks dressed up as superheroes, but we walk in and it's a bunch of nerds, sitting on benches looking at the first band playing, who kinda really suck, but it's a funny scenario, I am laughing inside, I am such a Bitch. "2 beers please" seems like they don't have anything stronger.. I would of loved a shot of Jack there! Then, his friend starts playing and they are way funner. They all have masks on and the bench people start taping there feet on the floor, people are starting to get up and dance and then he asks me: "you wanna dance?" - "uh yeah, sure, why not" Better than just standing there, plus I love to dance, so he attempts to grab my hand and whirl me around but it's kinda clumsy so we're just dance solo... Concert ends, we head out and he's like: "Can I walk you home?" - "I don't want to go home yet!" so we go for a drink in the bar next door. We're smoking outside and I can feel he's been wanting to kiss me for some time now, but I always managed to get away with it, striking up a conversation when I see his eyes looking at my lips or turning my head and pointing out this dude who can't take his eyes off this girls boobs which are about to pop out of her dress while they're dancing together. But Now, it's just us 2 outside and he is getting brave, OH NO here it comes the neck is bending his head is getting closer. ME: "Humm so you wanna kiss me hun?!" HIM: "May I?" Damn not the answer I hoped for more like: "Why? You don't want to?" So I do let him kiss me, Not a bad kisser, soft lips but No "UMPF". I don't feel that excitement of the first kiss. We go in for a last drink and chat. I am now getting tiered. He insists to walk me home! "NO, I live 20min away by walk, plus you have your bike, I'm just going to take cab, but call me ok?" What? Why the hell did I say that? "Call me?" I don't want him to call me. I dunno, maybe I was feeling bad and I wanted to be nice? Do I know what I want? Yes and it's not him, I could of easily brought him home and slept with him, have warm arms around me but I am not attracted to him and I do not want to wake up next to him. That's what I think of before I have a man sleep over. Unless I am totally wasted and I just am listening to the hungry beast inside me RRRRAOU!! haha
Anyways, so later on, I get a text "hope you got home ok , sweet dreams" I answer some bullshit... The weekend goes by I don't even thinking of him! Sunday evening 6PM call, OH SHIT! I don't answer :-/ voice mail: "euh hi, just callin' to see how you were doing and euh hope you had a good weekend and euh well, humm ok call me. Bye" ARGH, (sigh) I'll call him in an hour... Guess, I am in the power position here and I feel bad. An hour 1/2 later, I make the call "Hi Vajazzeling" but no sound is coming out of my mouth haha, I've been cheering so much for the NYC Marathon that I lost my voice. JUST GREAT, Perfect! Doing the best I can with my peeks and lows: "Yeah, great weekend thanks, euh I just wanted to tell you that, well I don't think this it's going to work out" and that was it! Easy, no big deal, I don't understand why guys can not simply do that instead of giving the silent treatment which is horrible or the "see you soon" thing. "Thanks for calling me back and telling me that" - "Yes, Girls are good at that!" That was not very tactful of me - "I'm good at that" says he! "Well, it was nice meeting you and I did have fun, so if you do just want to hang, call me!" and that was it!
Tuesday Date coming up soon ;)
ciaociao
Like my friend Lady J. said: "I say drop him, move on to the next one.. More fish in the sea ;-)" I say, HELL YEAH! I just wanted to see how far Mista' Saturday could go, not very far, I guess.. pfff pussy!
So Friday Mr."Vajazzling", arriving on his bike, comes in: wish he would take off his hat but he doesn't, not even ONCE during the whole evening (probably balding, oops). I mean it's polite for a man to take off his hat in front of a women no?! At least at first and then put it back on, if he feels more comfortable with it, fine. pfff american culture ;-), does "gentlemanhood" exist in this country? Not too bad taste though, but he could of been more evening like (euh sneakers?) and un "coupe vent" (jacket called wind cutter). Not very sexy, I don't care if you are riding your bike dude! We're here to seduce each other, so make it happen! Damn I was wearing boots and a miniskirt!! I had to improvise, all my jeans were drying, could not wear mu usual outfit (I never put my jeans in dryer, they shrink especially that I am not getting any thinner rrrrr). Hey! I am french okay, the way a man dresses IS important to me, can't help it!
(Green eyed boy has Good Taste btw :D)
So we order 2 Brooklyn Lagers please! So "Euh Cheers to new encounters!!". We start talking and turns out, he was married twice and has a 15 year old daughter and he is 33 and an artist, who works for an artist, lives is BK with 4 roommates UGH! NOOOO can't deal with that, really, I've dealt with an artist already and don't wanna go back there, plus he has quite a heavy past there in relationships and a bit young for that! But he really does make me laugh and I am having a good time, minus the minuses, so I say: "Let it Be and stop analyzing lolA". After 2 beers and 1 smoke, we move on to go see his friend playing in a band a couple blocks away in this comic book event. So I'm imagining a bunch of weirdos/freaks dressed up as superheroes, but we walk in and it's a bunch of nerds, sitting on benches looking at the first band playing, who kinda really suck, but it's a funny scenario, I am laughing inside, I am such a Bitch. "2 beers please" seems like they don't have anything stronger.. I would of loved a shot of Jack there! Then, his friend starts playing and they are way funner. They all have masks on and the bench people start taping there feet on the floor, people are starting to get up and dance and then he asks me: "you wanna dance?" - "uh yeah, sure, why not" Better than just standing there, plus I love to dance, so he attempts to grab my hand and whirl me around but it's kinda clumsy so we're just dance solo... Concert ends, we head out and he's like: "Can I walk you home?" - "I don't want to go home yet!" so we go for a drink in the bar next door. We're smoking outside and I can feel he's been wanting to kiss me for some time now, but I always managed to get away with it, striking up a conversation when I see his eyes looking at my lips or turning my head and pointing out this dude who can't take his eyes off this girls boobs which are about to pop out of her dress while they're dancing together. But Now, it's just us 2 outside and he is getting brave, OH NO here it comes the neck is bending his head is getting closer. ME: "Humm so you wanna kiss me hun?!" HIM: "May I?" Damn not the answer I hoped for more like: "Why? You don't want to?" So I do let him kiss me, Not a bad kisser, soft lips but No "UMPF". I don't feel that excitement of the first kiss. We go in for a last drink and chat. I am now getting tiered. He insists to walk me home! "NO, I live 20min away by walk, plus you have your bike, I'm just going to take cab, but call me ok?" What? Why the hell did I say that? "Call me?" I don't want him to call me. I dunno, maybe I was feeling bad and I wanted to be nice? Do I know what I want? Yes and it's not him, I could of easily brought him home and slept with him, have warm arms around me but I am not attracted to him and I do not want to wake up next to him. That's what I think of before I have a man sleep over. Unless I am totally wasted and I just am listening to the hungry beast inside me RRRRAOU!! haha
Anyways, so later on, I get a text "hope you got home ok , sweet dreams" I answer some bullshit... The weekend goes by I don't even thinking of him! Sunday evening 6PM call, OH SHIT! I don't answer :-/ voice mail: "euh hi, just callin' to see how you were doing and euh hope you had a good weekend and euh well, humm ok call me. Bye" ARGH, (sigh) I'll call him in an hour... Guess, I am in the power position here and I feel bad. An hour 1/2 later, I make the call "Hi Vajazzeling" but no sound is coming out of my mouth haha, I've been cheering so much for the NYC Marathon that I lost my voice. JUST GREAT, Perfect! Doing the best I can with my peeks and lows: "Yeah, great weekend thanks, euh I just wanted to tell you that, well I don't think this it's going to work out" and that was it! Easy, no big deal, I don't understand why guys can not simply do that instead of giving the silent treatment which is horrible or the "see you soon" thing. "Thanks for calling me back and telling me that" - "Yes, Girls are good at that!" That was not very tactful of me - "I'm good at that" says he! "Well, it was nice meeting you and I did have fun, so if you do just want to hang, call me!" and that was it!
Tuesday Date coming up soon ;)
ciaociao
Monday, 8 November 2010
Episode 11
"Oh God", looking at myself in the mirror this morning, "My thighs are really getting big!! I'm getting my period, that's why..." (uhun, yeah right girl), "Yes! I'm all bloated everywhere, can't you see!" AND my hair is already growing back down there!! I want "LASER HAIR REMOVAL", can't stand those ingrown hairs anymore, I need a rich husband!
And now, my cous' and his wife are having a baby! All my friends are either moving in together, getting married or having kids! and I can't stand it anymore! I am getting pressure from my family, friends. Dinner parties, where there are only couples and they have to find a bachelor so I don't feel like a third wheel. No, they don't say anything, it's just a feeling, a vibe, the way people look at me (am I getting paranoiac here?!) AND I'm gonna turn 33 in December AND I don't even own one piece of furniture, I sublet! AND I am under unemployment. All, this equals !LOOSER! oh boohoo poor lolA, YES poor ME (pouty face), self pity ME ME ME!
Oh hell yeah! My period is arriving anytime soon, now!!
I need a smoke. God save me from lung cancer! or not...
And now, my cous' and his wife are having a baby! All my friends are either moving in together, getting married or having kids! and I can't stand it anymore! I am getting pressure from my family, friends. Dinner parties, where there are only couples and they have to find a bachelor so I don't feel like a third wheel. No, they don't say anything, it's just a feeling, a vibe, the way people look at me (am I getting paranoiac here?!) AND I'm gonna turn 33 in December AND I don't even own one piece of furniture, I sublet! AND I am under unemployment. All, this equals !LOOSER! oh boohoo poor lolA, YES poor ME (pouty face), self pity ME ME ME!
Oh hell yeah! My period is arriving anytime soon, now!!
I need a smoke. God save me from lung cancer! or not...
Episode 10
AAA I'm tiered of theses stupid profiles: "expert in back rub", they ALL say that! Damn, be more original guys, like a finger rub for instance?! I dunno.. OUUU not in a good mood today lolA?
Well it's so grey, rainy and gloomy for a Monday that I just want to bury myself under my quilt. Brrrr
Okay Updates!!
Mista' Saturday:
Wrote him an email that went like this:
Mista' Saaaaaturday!
You must be in London...
What on Earth happened? Is it the brother thing? Did I do something? You disappeared?! I don't get it.
We've been in touch for what? 5/6 weeks? I see you once and then little by little you vanish?
Just talk to me hon' . I don't bite, at least, I try not too...
I understand that you're busy, but for your own sake, a personal life is important for your own mental health, I believe... You need to take a break btw work, writing and your shrink and... spider bites ;-) but I am not your mama or shrink or you, not my place to tell you how to live your life, just telling ya what I think.
You are an interesting character and I like how you question yourself, at least I think you do... and I am curious to know, what the hell is going on up there in his head?! I just wanted to know you better and it does not have to be boyfriend /girlfriend thing.
We did meet in an awkward situation, the brother, then my friends... Was not ideal, for a first date :-/
I just wanted a fresh start with better eyes cause I like talking with you! I am just curious about you, that's all Mista'.
So let me know what's going on, I hate being in a clueless situation and I really don't like the word "soon" ha! (it means nothing)
Bon Voyage Monsieur.
Shit, Igor the fly is back... (that was a private joke we had)
xo
Rachel
And ..... NOTHING! So far..
Honestly, I think he is a coward and won't go forward. Do I want a coward? noooooo ;)
and I feel good about myself, I don't have that knot of "waiting and waiting" for the answer.
The Green Eyed Boy: :D
No! of course I was not patient enough to wait for him to contact me!!! So, I sent him a text Saturday with a pix of a sticker of the Batman logo on a window (his costume for Halloween) saying: "I thought I saw you somewhere in the 'hood" and he answered right away! Yeah! Bouyakasha!!
No! of course I was not patient enough to wait for him to contact me!!! So, I sent him a text Saturday with a pix of a sticker of the Batman logo on a window (his costume for Halloween) saying: "I thought I saw you somewhere in the 'hood" and he answered right away! Yeah! Bouyakasha!!
He said: "ha! How was your halloween?" and I send him a pix of me in my costume" (you can see my nipples through my white T-shirt ;)), "It was FUN etc.. " and he answered back: "him too, he was upstate partied so hard that when it was sat night he did not even need a costume he had become batman haha and that he was now cleansing." and I did not answer. I am keeping that last text!!
Is it all about who has the power? who is in control?
Maybe I'll text him Tuesday: "So let's hang, Friday?" Just put it out there, I don't want no "soon" word again. HATE that word!!!
But do I really want to see him again? Or should I just keep that moment and not spoil it? I feel like it'll be awkward, the best would be a concert: together but surrounded with "noise", so not have to deal with the intimacy thing, at least, just yet... Dinner would be too formal. We already had sex, so the "1st date dinner thing" would not feel right (kinda like going backwards) and he does not want to date anyways, he does not want a relationship!! So tell me again lolA, why are you pursuing this? AH yes, his green eyes in mine while I had 2 orgasms in a row, thanks to his amazing ****. Don't be confused girl! Careful... You know now that good sex does not always mean that feelings are involved! You've learned your lesson more than once, so protect yourself from that gorgeous **** :D
My Friday night with "Vajazzling":
Meeting at Union Hall at 8Pm and then going to a concert where his friend is playing.
I text my friend Chacha who lives in the neighborhood and ask her if by any chance she's around, if my date is really boring, to save me. and guess what? She's already there with some friends haha well, another situation where friends are around!
So I see this guy out the window arriving on his bike, at least he does not look short, hat and glasses, wonder what he looks like with both off.. So I go and sit at the bar and let Chacha spy at us ;)
ok. time for me to get up.
Will continue later
ciaociao
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