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suavely deranged

  • Beta Testing

    I find it mildly disconcerting that at least 3 of the nowhere near enough women I've been with have or do happen by this trainwreck from time to time. And still keep in touch. But I persist. Much love, ladies. 

     

    Again, I find myself on the horns of a dilemma:

    So I've asked the ex if she'll meet up with me. No begging her to take me back, no blowing up her phone, no showing up unannounced. So far, crickets and tumbleweeds. Which isn't really a quelle surprise.

    Where the grrrrrr comes into play is whether it's more beta to react and tell her that I get that she's working through whatever and, while Yes is the appropriate response, I've treated her with respect and am a good dude, thusly (yes, I really do talk or at least 'think' like that) I deserve the respect of a simple No, Thank You. Or even No.

    Or is it more beta to not react at all? I've spent too long disrespecting myself to let some skirt do it now.

     

    This is why I don't sleep enough. 

     

    5 more hours until I actually HAVE to be at work, I suspect I'll be more than a little bit early. Stay safe this Saturday night, kiddies.

  • The Bumble And The Damage Done

    So I got a new phone on Friday, all come unlocked as of December 1, I still have to call my provider and get mine done. Roughly whenever I get around to it. Ish. Because I had been rolling with 8 gigs for the past 2+ years. Naturally, after I got back from San Diego on Wednesday. Went to see Guns N Roses. Hell of a show. But I digress, I does that. Y'all know.

    Long story somewhat less so, I find myself with plenty of space to add the new apps and naked photos of various womenfolk (address is on here somewhere, hint hint) and I added the Bumble. Plenty of options available on said girl tree.

    However, and this is where the Universe has been getting feisty, things aren't always as they seem.

     

    I've been on for 2 days. My latest ex was, literally, my 3rd match. Nope. STILL don't know the etiquette on these things. I still want to be in the rotation, I presume everyone is seeing 2 or 3 people these days. We're still FB Friends, and it totally counts as following the No Contact Rule if you're almost positive your number has been blocked. 

    My blog. My rules. Deal.

    And to recap, in said 2 days, I've been matched with my last 2 GF's, an FWB and a chick I made out with once in the front seat of her, like, rape van. Good times.

    And yet, not so much. Tweak the algorithm, yo.

    I did make a new friend in San Diego, though, so there's that.

    And again, none of them is Kendra. Be good and be safe, y'all.

  • Leaving On A Jet Plane

    To the warmth and whatnot of San Diego. Time to get my head in the proper space. Plus bikini-clad womenfolks and Guns N Roses tomorrow night. Up way too early, but I have free first class lounge passes that expire at the end of the year, so I'ma be aight.

    I spent an afternoon in SD once (I wish the duty free in the airport opened today instead of Friday, because cheap smokes; oh well, I can always go to to TJ), when my parents and I were in Palm Springs for Christmas. We had a waiter named Jesus at the casino buffet on December 25th, a real Christmas miracle. I saw the ocean for the first time, for about 5 minutes.

     

    It's my mom's birthday. Yesterday was my best friend's. Be sure and buy them something nice. My ex and my mom are still FB Friends, so I'm kinda on the fence about my mom. Although, to be fair, the ex and I are also still FB Friends. Not sure why, she no longer seems to require that kidney I'm too much of a fairweather FB Friend to ever give.

    Please note: my fingers are kinda big, I type fast-like, and I rarely proof read. All errors can be blamed on my almost constant lack of sleep. Which, apparently, is more dangerous than drunk driving. So there's that. Although now I have an editor, so that may change. We'll see. Many non-PC thoughts will be had of her the next couple of days.

     

    I also rarely read other peoples' posts, and the one time I read my Twitter feed, I nearly got the consumption. As always, hate mail hereabouts is encouraged and often replied to around wheneverish. That's my dealio.

    So, no, the coffee wasn't the most important part. It is, however, discreet to discuss. The other parts were more than kinda all right, too. Better things, events and activities to come.

     

    All right, gots to get mobile, so enjoy Cyber Monday, y'all. Buy me something shiny.