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Lame Fuckaround before/after
Weekend Round-Up:
Went to the Rhino Room on Friday with some friends. I think I was looking really good, as I was getting much feminine attention, including the "melting" look from several girls while I said nothing of any particular romanticism.
I walked in wearing my light blue polyester hipster shirt, black jeans, white socks, black soft leather shoes, grey wife beater underneath (hardly visible), somehwhat bed-head hair, and a day or two worth of facial hair.
Got a beer, and kicked the bouncer out of his "spot", somehwat unintentionally, and took it over, which amused me. Overheard the hot-hot-hot bartenders talk about me.
Both bartenders liked me, with one who seemed to nervous to talk to me. It was too cute. She walked over to say something, but got choked up. We've been making eyes at each other for awhile now.
Sat on the patio with friends, and had my attention dominated by three women. Two older, one daughter. They bought me beer. I made them talk about porn, pussy licking, and finally S&M. I encouraged the bull-dog looking one to become a swinger. She was filthy rich, and quite insistent upon my attention. So I got her high.
To my credit, the thought of making her my sugar-momma didn't occur to me until much later in the night.
*shudders at the thought*
Then a former marine (who claimed to be in Somalia) came along, and I got him and his girl high, also.
Saturday:
Don's band was playing at 7 South. Hung out for awhile. Nice place. Drank and smoked. Shelia was there, and was out of touch with reality.
Shelia:"Sorry i haven't talked to you for weeks, been so busy, it seems like all I've had time for is "Hi" or "Goodbye", and so I really haven't been able to talk to you."
Like I'm beating down your door or something. I know for a fact you are never busy.
me(surprised, laughing):"...what?"
Sheila(nervously):"Well, I've just been busy, you know, all the time, you know, and so like, when I see you or something, all I have had time for is a "hi" or "goodbye" or something, you know?"
You are at my house for something like, at least, six hours straight, if not eight, and I do not talk to you whatsoever, and you think its because you are soooo important, such a social butterfly, that it was just a "mix-up" or you were "too busy"?
Uh...yeah. That's it. Its not that you are a suck ass person and one of the certain mistakes I've made.
me(shaking my head, in a "if that's what you want me to believe" way): "Sure. Right."
I'm deliberately avoiding this girl, and it does not faze her in the least. Does not come to terms with it. Notices it, but comes up with a nice self-centered rationale.
And the conversation pretty much died, primarily because I didn't want to talk to her in the first place, but was forced into it, as she had staked out the bar area.
So she watched me all night, again. Not quite as bad as usual. But then I was really stoned and perhaps didn't notice.
She orbited around, snorted (ugh...unattractive) and talked about me with her friends.
As in:
Commiseration.
"Go and talk to him."
Sheila (heavy bovine type snort):"I'm not gonna' go talk to him..."
I left it alone.
Anyway, before we left, Gwen, whom I have this basal animal attraction to, and was in my New Year's day entry under a pseudonym, and I made eyes.
Just a couple of times. And she knew I was looking.
At one point I gazed her way, and she was already watching me, with her finger crooked in her mouth, a glazed look of inquisitiveness and desire. We met eyes, and just looked. And then she looked slowly away with a smooth sublteness that I have rarely seen.
I feel no regret for not pushing my luck with her. If we keep this kind of subtle thing going for a few months longer...should we ever hook up, no matter where or how, it will be red-hot.
Then we went to an artists studio, and I rapped with him a bit. Nice place, good work. Smoked a bunch of people down.
Shelia was there, did the commiseration followed by the snorting thing. I again left it alone.
The art was metal taken from a junkyard and worked into a variety of themes...benches, tables, dragons, eagles, couches...wall decorations, light fixtures, futuristic depictions of cars and bikes. All kinds of stuff.
Real mellow note to end the night.
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