Hi there...
...sorry to be rare again today but I slept late and then I had a chance to go shopping so I did. And, of course, Thursday is my weekly drinking and drugging class so there's that. I bought some Popsicles today and I'm half way through eating them...the fourth Popsicle out of the box of 6 is in my left hand and I'm typing really, really slowly with my right hand.
Well, I went out last night. I did meet a guy, but before I fell asleep he annoyed the hell out of me so that's not going anywhere. But, I did have fun. I was shooting pool and on a lucky streak.
I was making shots that amazed me. I still contend that I play better after a few beers so I bet I could have done even better had I sucked a few down. Of course, that's just the very logic that got me in all of the legal bullshit that I've been going through so I will just take my chances sober for now.
Anyway, I was winning so I had the table for a while and during the last two games, I noticed a guy sitting near me. I knew that I wasn't going to be staying out for very long so I didn't have time to wait for him to make the first move so I did. I just sat on the other side of my table which put me right next to him and said, "Hello!" He was rather pleasant and didn't seem to mind so I stayed there after I finally lost at pool.
He's from the Chicago suburbs too so we spoke about Chicago for a while and he seemed like a really nice guy. He was a really nice guy. He just had one problem...the same problem that the rest of them seem to have.
My son came in to get me and when he did, I gave the guy my phone number and he said that he would call me later last and he did. The phone rang within 3 minutes of me walking in the door. I took the phone in my room to chat with him and he asked me when I was coming to his place. I don't know if he planned on picking me up or if he thought that I delivered...we never got that far.
I don't know what he was talking about but he said that he thought that was our "plan". I don't remember ever planning to fuck anyone...at least not last night.
But, I did have a good time while it lasted. I dragged him out on the dance floor against his wishes and made him dance with me. I shot some really good pool and I have begun my new search for men. I don't mean just one, I mean I want to play for a while.
I started out to do that last year but I got a little distracted by a couple of serious relationships that only served to show me that I was right...after a few dates, guys get lazy in so many different departments. I want one who tries a little harder than most. It's not like it would be one sided...I show my appreciation well. Anyway, I'm going back to the 5 date rule. I DON'T want to date a man into laziness so I think 5 dates is pretty good. I suppose there will be a few who might not make it through the first date...then I just get them to take me to a local place where I know people from when I did stand up there and get someone to secrete me out the back door and into their car and take me home. Those guys deserve to be dumped...trust me. It's usually a safety issue when I do that. If I don't feel totally safe, I'm outta there.
I met this guy once who offered to give me a ride home and I took it. He passed my street and kept going to his apartment complex and wanted me to come in and meet his wife. I had the feeling that he was lulling me into a false sense of security by telling me his wife was inside.
Why would any man want to bring a strange woman in to meet his wife? Most men aren't that stupid and most wives wouldn't appreciate it at all. I just jumped out of the car and ran away. I've always felt as though I really got lucky that day when I ran.
Anyway, I'm going to bed early tonight...the weekend's coming up and I have some men to browse through.
Meg
...sorry to be rare again today but I slept late and then I had a chance to go shopping so I did. And, of course, Thursday is my weekly drinking and drugging class so there's that. I bought some Popsicles today and I'm half way through eating them...the fourth Popsicle out of the box of 6 is in my left hand and I'm typing really, really slowly with my right hand.
Well, I went out last night. I did meet a guy, but before I fell asleep he annoyed the hell out of me so that's not going anywhere. But, I did have fun. I was shooting pool and on a lucky streak.
I was making shots that amazed me. I still contend that I play better after a few beers so I bet I could have done even better had I sucked a few down. Of course, that's just the very logic that got me in all of the legal bullshit that I've been going through so I will just take my chances sober for now.
Anyway, I was winning so I had the table for a while and during the last two games, I noticed a guy sitting near me. I knew that I wasn't going to be staying out for very long so I didn't have time to wait for him to make the first move so I did. I just sat on the other side of my table which put me right next to him and said, "Hello!" He was rather pleasant and didn't seem to mind so I stayed there after I finally lost at pool.
He's from the Chicago suburbs too so we spoke about Chicago for a while and he seemed like a really nice guy. He was a really nice guy. He just had one problem...the same problem that the rest of them seem to have.
My son came in to get me and when he did, I gave the guy my phone number and he said that he would call me later last and he did. The phone rang within 3 minutes of me walking in the door. I took the phone in my room to chat with him and he asked me when I was coming to his place. I don't know if he planned on picking me up or if he thought that I delivered...we never got that far.
I don't know what he was talking about but he said that he thought that was our "plan". I don't remember ever planning to fuck anyone...at least not last night.
But, I did have a good time while it lasted. I dragged him out on the dance floor against his wishes and made him dance with me. I shot some really good pool and I have begun my new search for men. I don't mean just one, I mean I want to play for a while.
I started out to do that last year but I got a little distracted by a couple of serious relationships that only served to show me that I was right...after a few dates, guys get lazy in so many different departments. I want one who tries a little harder than most. It's not like it would be one sided...I show my appreciation well. Anyway, I'm going back to the 5 date rule. I DON'T want to date a man into laziness so I think 5 dates is pretty good. I suppose there will be a few who might not make it through the first date...then I just get them to take me to a local place where I know people from when I did stand up there and get someone to secrete me out the back door and into their car and take me home. Those guys deserve to be dumped...trust me. It's usually a safety issue when I do that. If I don't feel totally safe, I'm outta there.
I met this guy once who offered to give me a ride home and I took it. He passed my street and kept going to his apartment complex and wanted me to come in and meet his wife. I had the feeling that he was lulling me into a false sense of security by telling me his wife was inside.
Why would any man want to bring a strange woman in to meet his wife? Most men aren't that stupid and most wives wouldn't appreciate it at all. I just jumped out of the car and ran away. I've always felt as though I really got lucky that day when I ran.
Anyway, I'm going to bed early tonight...the weekend's coming up and I have some men to browse through.
Meg
posted by Meg Kelso | 8:15 PM
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