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