"Where words fail, music speaks." -Hans Christian Anderson

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

reinforcements.

Blogging.
Why?
To what end?

I'm at a point in my life, where the only people who will listen to me are behind a screen. Silent to whispers, and only heard through keyboards and abbreviations.

OMG.
LOL.
ROFL.

Is anybody listening?

Run.
Run.
Run.

chreastoffer

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

play the game.

guys. girls.

THE CHASE.
Some win.
Some lose.

why do we play these games? i swear in the end EVERYONE loses anyways.

A babe gave me her number. How long do i wait to call? 24 hours, 2 days?
Should i text her, or call her?
What will i say? What if i get her voicemail? Do i know her well enough to leave a voicemail?

That's a big step isn't it?! is he interested? She is SO not interested.

Maybe I'll play hard to get.
What if she is playing hard to get? should i play then to?
But how hard is TOO hard? should i break plans? make up an excuse?

if you both play hard to get, there will be no gettin' ANY, from any of the said go getters.

CAT
AND
MOUSE.

Hey pretty girl, how was your day? NOTHING. NADDA. ZIP.

She's probably doing her hair. Painting her nails...girl stuff.
She's gotta be at work.

Hey boy, you busy tonight? BOOM. ANSWER. Fellas waste no time.

I try and take comfort in the fact that i KNOW I'm never the only one. She can juggle like a circus clown. 4 dudes, on a bowling ball, while balancing a fish bowl on her head, on a flaming tight rope.

GIVE ME A SIGN.



Need a shoulder to cry on? Find someone else. Had your shot babe.
TAG.
Your it.
Ignoring a girl? best move you can ever make.
drives em CRAZZZZZY. Be a jerk. STOP CARING.
Bad advice?


Never, EVER, tell a babe you dig them. That's it. The chase is over.
On to the next one.

What happened to honesty? Being up front and real? I'm afraid the technology gap is causing boys to be bolder. Anyone can hide behind a computer screen, or a cellular.

Signals. Body language. Eye contact. Only evident face to face.

jumping to conclusions. fretting over a harmless text message, trying to figure out EXACTLY what they meant by, "we should do something soon. i miss you."

I for one, suck at the chase. I'm shy, gullible, and easily twisted and manipulated.

PLAY THE GAME SON.
Dating is no longer fun. It's like playing risk.

One wrong move and your chance at babe domination is over. DANG! if only i had rolled a 6!

whose to blame? you ladies? ...or us hormone hounds, men?

it's gotta be both of us. we are sending so many mixed signals neither of us know how to react anymore.

What happened to, hey i like you, let's go steady.
Sometimes i wish it was that easy. We are all too picky nowadays.
I blame you women. You get bored too easily. One mind in your control is never enough.

Where there's smoke, there's fire. Shady babes are worse than wal-mart B.O.

if you don't like em. tell em.

leading someone on. Your walking them straight to a firing squad.

Any last words?

READY.
AIM.
FIRE.

Honesty is the best policy i hear.
Tried it on a dame....
got ran over.

You're such a great FRIEND....ahhh....someone pull the knife out. Worst 5 words in history.

You get that one more than once, might as well consider sticking your head in an oven.

WELCOME TO THE FRIEND ZONE.
NO! NO! not the....FRIEND ZONE!
I feel like I'm playing a game of pogs, with every girl i date. Her slammer is a spare tire, and I'm stuck with a silver dollar.
they win EVERY time.

Things could always be worse.

gosh, things are so out of hand i can't even be myself! what's worse is i don't even remember who I AM!

Should have rolled a 6.

Long distance chasers have a real advantage in the game. they persist until they conquer the foe. I'm somewhat of an asthma prone sprinter. I tire easily.


If girls could say no, just a simple no thank you, i think many dating dilemmas would vanish.
but you have that leash on us dudes tight. you take us through the motions, put up with our barking and accidents on the carpet, and after awhile you get bored, tie us to a tree, and walk away.
Maybe I'm picking a little bit on you girls, and giving us poor poor men too much credit. After all WE are the heartless ones. Right?
maybe.
i hate dating.
tag, your it.