My friend Jaybird made a comment on my blog yesterday about me and dating strange boys.
She mentioned that I'm too nice to "tell strange boys no."
It freaked me out because I've never even thought about it but she's crazy right, and it made me go back and think about the people I've dated over the years.
And it blew my mind.
* Paul - (he really was a bit weird not just an outcast) (1/2 a day)
* Danny- sorry but. . . (btw also dumped him cuz he wanted to kiss me) (1 week)
* Skater boi- he was nice but. . . yeah (btw dumped for weirdness and bad kissing) (2weeks)
* Pretend military/karate guy (1 year)
* Crazy old guy that thought we were on a date even though I had no idea, just thought he was being friendly and wanted get some food together. (30 minutes, tried to kiss me, you know the rest)
* Guy that I knew was an idiot on first date, and weird, and later turned out to think that he was better than Jesus Christ (6 yrs)
* Old guy that his mom made me go out with -screw w/ your head weird- (3 months)
* Weird older guy that tried to move crazy fast (1 week)
* Guy from work that seemed nice - brought me a plastic bag of corn he got for free from a farmer, kind of kicked ass but. . . uh (1 date)
* Guy that worked at Meijer that asked me out while I was looking for ammunition for my pellet gun - (1 date)
* My first for real stalker- he started out SO NICE and seemingly normal. But WOW that changed real quick- it still freaks me out to think about it (dated 2 weeks, stalked for 2 months)
* AAAAAAND last but not least sometimes it's your friends that will let you down. Some of my church friends tried to hook me up with a "really nice guy"
He gave me a unicycle lesson, played his digeridoo, showed me some body bending cuircus tricks and recited Poes "The Raven" all within the first hour of meeting him.
He WAS really nice. But. Well just but.
Sprinkled in here and there there were some nice ones and some regular plain ole assholes that I won't mention because they just don't make the "weird" list.
Anybody want to guess what group C. started out in? First it was "Oh my he's SO NICE!! But then he fell into the weird group for a bit when I thought he told me he loved me after our first kiss. WHOA!! Almost lost him there until we figured out the translation error.
He still has some weird shit about him but it's all cultural difference stuff. And yeah I don't care if it's his culture it's weird.
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wow! we've been friends for sooo long i forgot some of the weirdness that happened but hey, home slice, i always got your back (don't even think it you perverts!)
*tear*
by the way i love your blog and not because your my best friend but because it's damn funny to me and it helps me to not miss you so much.
Ok enough with the guilt trip I'm going to comment on your myspace.
I'm going.
Right now ok?
WTF is a digeridoo? Because I may actually like the circus boy and you could totally set us up.
I've only had 1 real "Stage 5 Clinger". After we broke up, she still came down to Quantico to visit (9 hour drive).
I think he mom to this day still thinks she (her daughter) and I will get married. Even though both of us already are.
Didgeridoo
It makes the oddest sound. If you watched Survivor Outback, they used it in the background music all the time.
i know which sound you're talking about!! :0
Le Petit
I appreciate the Dig. link Sgt. I didn't have the time to explain today. (and I'm lame and I don't know how you cool people even DO that link thing)
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