Yeah, galavanting around with lots of women is overrated.
Better to find one sane one (easier said than done) and replace as necessary.
Uh. Yeah....This is easier said than done.
I've been on point like a mofo. I don't even think I'm putting my ego into it. At least I hope I'm not.
I just woke up one day and realized that I want to fuck a lot of women.....I just said a lot, but I really mean that I want to have a lot of women that I've been with so I can decide if a woman is right to be with in a relationship. I haven't been in a relationship before, and I recognize that to some extent it doesn't take high numbers to find a woman that's right for me. However, I also recognize my limitations.....if that counts for anything.
In poker you're more likely to make a bad call than a bad fold.
In life you're more likely to select the wrong woman for you than get rid of the right woman for you.
I hope that makes sense as to why I want to run through some women.
Also, I just want to fuck to some extent, but I don't think I said.....and I hope I didn't say that I'm measuring my summer by numbers.
I just thought I would have some really great experiences.
Low and behold, I have started to have some great experiences, but they have come at price that I didn't know I was willing to pay.....absolutely nothing.
In the last two weeks, I found out that a number of females aren't worth my time. One of them, I straight fired in broad day light face to face.
This was a very enlightening moment for me. I realized that things don't go as you plan.
I practiced firing her three times, twice in my room and once right before the universe delivered her into the fiery depths of the twin black holes surrounded by H-bombs called my hands.
I had invited this woman back to my room the night before, and she agreed to come with me.
Then, she ditched me with a symp that I thought I could start calling my friend.
So, I see her the next day and go into my spiel the moment she starts talking to me.
I snatch off my head phones and turn around. What amazes me is that I don't get in two sentences before she comes up with a blatant lie.
She says that I was walking behind her and him. In actuality, I put my ego down and searched the bar that night to make sure I had the evidence to fire her.
I guess because she couldn't pass off a lie to me that she decided to walk away while I was wrapping up firing her.
I told her not to speak to me again until she learned how to behave as a real friend.
While typing this story, I just realized that I should get confirmation of evidence. To quicken the firing process, all I had to ask was if she agreed to come back to my room with me. She has no excuse for not being there then. That removes a lot of ego in the process.
Tonight, I was at the bar.......again. Fucking alcoholic shit.
Two nights in close succession of talking to the bartender's friends seemed to have an effect on her. I'm pretty sure that she was the reason why I didn't take home a female that was clearly interested in me and then turned around and started talking to other guys.
However, it doesn't mean that I won't take her friend home some other time
Anyway, some things transpire. If anyone wants to know what happened in the meantime then I'll tell, but the meat of the story is that she wants to tell me about some other guy that she's involved with. Obviously, it's some idiot that doesn't know what he's doing.
However, I'm not the average guy. I'm on my way out of the door. She offers to tell me about him. I guess the look on my face was priceless. She offers to buy me a drink to listen. As I'm about to decline, something comes over me. I'm thinking to myself, "Hey, dumbass....this bartender is offering you a free damn drink to listen to her problems....SHE'S PERFORMING.....take the drink....STUPID!!!!"
Then, of course, I tell her that I'll have a drink and listen. I also don't give her stock advice. She's listened to me spit game at these guys that I'm rolling with to lace them up. She's definitely paying for the conversation I have. So, I just tell her what I would say to her in the situation that they're in.
The look on her face was priceless
Her jaw was open for like 5 seconds straight. I've got a new contract that I've been working on that's tailored to the way I want live my life. I basically dropped that shit on her after listening and told her that's why she's having problems because they didn't make things clear.
It's funny. The cook at the bar turns around and says that I'm just like her. He literally says that I'm a male version of her.
However, it's only the half truth. I'm what she would be if she took a lot of abuse the opposite sex, said fuck this shit, got on steroids, drank toxic nuclear materials, crashed the CIA's top 10 most wanted list, and decided that Monday's are fun.
Long story short. I have no intentions with this female as she has proved that she's a gold digger just like me, but it will be fun to see how she acts over the next few weeks because she knows that I'm leaving soon.