Brian
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Lonesome Crow said:You worry too much.
Just **** all of them. Anyone, anywhere and everywhere.
It's like a canni store. Try out all the flavors.
Except the candy store I'm in is empty, and the one nextdoor is overpriced.
Lonesome Crow said:Use it before you lose it. Maybe you're not suppost to
get married and settle down at the moment.
Maybe you're just suppost to be single and have a bang.
You only live once....
It's like some poeple missed out on thier childhood.
Will...some poeple missed out on their 20's
I don't think I said anything about marriage...
Single is fine. But not constantly and forever. It gets really tiring doing things alone. Especially during the summer around here: it's a river town, with two big-*** lakes within a 30 mile radius and countless campgrounds and whatnot. All heavily populated with young couples or groups of girls that want nothing to do with me, the loner. And that's even assuming they're sober.
Lonesome Crow said:I'm getting used to being single again...the more i forget about my ex, the more I'm adjusting.
**** it...i don't worry anymore. I'm starting to flirt more and more. I have radars for **** and ***.
I don't even have an ex to speak of. Not really, anyway.
Lonesome Crow said:Generally a woman of my wildest dreams will come into my life...out of the fucken blues she'll show up.
This also the reason why every woman I've ever gotten involve in a long term relationship had asked me out.
What I usually struggle with is not so much if I'll have a hard time asking her out or being with her when I'm at that stage or mind set.
It's the opposite. I struggle with letting go of the single life style.
I was dating 5-6 women...juggling them when i met my ex-gf.
F-it, i don't worry what people say or think about me. whether i was a **** or a stud.
I'd really like to live a day in your life, Crow. Maybe then I'd have it figured out. I just can't wrap my head around the idea of a girl asking -me- out, nevermind dating more than one. A gal talking to me, even though it's usually work related, is like the highlight of my day. Even when I had my confidence going really good, I never got a date. A phone number was as far as I got.
Then this morning happened. I woke up, took care of my chores around the station. Did shift change, started driving home. And for some reason, that's when it all dawned on me. I'm alone, and no further than I was eight months ago. My job has changed, but that's about it.
We're coming up on summer. The snow will melt off and the clouds will clear. It'll breathe some life in to the county as things pick back up and people can go outside again to enjoy themselves. Long days, cool nights. But when all my friends ask me, however light-heartedly, why I don't have a girlfriend, it's no different from last summer: I won't even be able to answer. I don't know why I don't have a girlfriend, Jamie. Why aren't I down at the docks getting phone numbers? Gee, I don't know, maybe because they don't want to give me the time of day, and I look horrible in shorts if people don't get blinded by my whiteness first? Because I don't drink and they do? Because I can't swim well and I don't own a dirtbike or a waverunner? I don't know. Pick one of 'em and one of those reasons applies. No, Jeremy, I'm not gay. Sorry we aren't all awesome like you. And no I don't want to go camping with you, because you'll just laugh at me more when I can't even hook up with someone there. Words cannot express how happy I am to not work for you anymore. And thanks for the tax dollars, ******. You're paying me to sleep. How ya like that?
I wish winter would stay forever. Keep your ******* clothes on, cry because it's cold and dark. Stay indoors because your favorite camping spot is under more than fifteen feet of snow. Let the sun set at 4:00 PM and not rise till 7:30 in the morning. And cough up some ******* money, or your driveway ain't getting plowed. Do you want to shovel for a quarter mile? I didn't think so. Pay up. It's my turn to celebrate, and you can watch my happy *** go as I drive off in the twilight to the next job.
But no. Here comes Spring and Summer, Time of Happiness and outdoor fun. Time for -me- to hide indoors and ignore the outside world, because I can't seem to be part of it.
I'm glad things seem to work out so well for you Crow. I'm going to go lay down on the couch.