A bit of 'learn from real life situations here', this time for the ladies.
So I've called/text this girl I've been seeing about 3 times today. She was supposed to be out at seven, and she ain't got back to me. I know talking too much can be annoying, but I ask things like how was work and call me so we can talk. I'm not being paranoid here, asking where she is every ten minutes. She's out with her friends on a 'girls night' so I'm told, and I haven't sent her a message in a while.
Lesson to be learned from all this. Please get back to us. We don't want to turn into the crazy control freak, but we do when you disappear, especially when we have important things to talk about. Give us a hi now and again, we appreciate it.
Showing posts with label MTRL. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MTRL. Show all posts
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
MTRL: Advice
Ok, short and possibly well known advice. Second law of sexual dynamics, as told by Jeff Jacques through Martin Reed, "If you think a girl likes you, you are wrong."
Taking this into account you have two options. To always play it safe and wait in blueball hell, waiting for a girl to give you a very clear clue. Or, which is the option I'm advising you to take, you be a man. Never trust what you see and ignore all signals. Always try and get her number, regardless if she is in a coffee shop, a bar, or even the grocery store. Till you get a 'no', you haven't lost mate. Also, the rejection get's easier, and I guarantee you will get more numbers than you'd think this way.
Taking this into account you have two options. To always play it safe and wait in blueball hell, waiting for a girl to give you a very clear clue. Or, which is the option I'm advising you to take, you be a man. Never trust what you see and ignore all signals. Always try and get her number, regardless if she is in a coffee shop, a bar, or even the grocery store. Till you get a 'no', you haven't lost mate. Also, the rejection get's easier, and I guarantee you will get more numbers than you'd think this way.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
MTRL: Stories
So how goes it sportsfans? Doin pretty good with this thing don't ya think? Not that anyone reads it..... Anyway, that's not the point.
So I cannot begin to count how many times plans got canceled with this girl for whatever reasons. It's like, annoying as hell. I'm really starting to question this whole 'relationship' and if it's worth it. Now, I understand, and have even told my roommate there's such a thing as spending too much time together. But I've seen her for about ohhhhh, half hour in over a week. That counts as waaaaaaaaaaaayyyy, to little time. Now the reason I'm questioning this is because of the advice I'm going to give you.
You must be sure you can spend time together in a relationship. Sure it'll happen when you can't, but you need to see each other every few days at the least or it won't work. I've seen long distance bullshit too much, and It has never worked well. They may have stayed together, but it was full of arguments and paranoia. A happy relationships REQUIRES you to see and be with the person, otherwise what is the point, you might as well be friends right?
So I cannot begin to count how many times plans got canceled with this girl for whatever reasons. It's like, annoying as hell. I'm really starting to question this whole 'relationship' and if it's worth it. Now, I understand, and have even told my roommate there's such a thing as spending too much time together. But I've seen her for about ohhhhh, half hour in over a week. That counts as waaaaaaaaaaaayyyy, to little time. Now the reason I'm questioning this is because of the advice I'm going to give you.
You must be sure you can spend time together in a relationship. Sure it'll happen when you can't, but you need to see each other every few days at the least or it won't work. I've seen long distance bullshit too much, and It has never worked well. They may have stayed together, but it was full of arguments and paranoia. A happy relationships REQUIRES you to see and be with the person, otherwise what is the point, you might as well be friends right?
Monday, July 21, 2008
MTRL: Pandemic 2
Pandemic 2 is an awesome game, and fucking addictive. Go Google it and play it, like right after you finish reading my post. Now a word of advice though. Do not, unless she is a sadistic twisted bitch, play it in front of her, or brag to her how fast you killed the worlds population. That is if you want to keep your female, or ya know, have sex anytime in the near future.
OS Edit: Paltir means this Pandemic 2. If you Google it, the first item that comes up is the shitty, watered-down version.
OS Edit: Paltir means this Pandemic 2. If you Google it, the first item that comes up is the shitty, watered-down version.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
MTRL: Advice
OS dear, you are killing me. I type something new and original every day and you can't even put up a photo everyday. I'm even restricting myself to dating.
On to me. New format... kinda. I'm thinking since it'll get old by Volume 4, and Volume 56 will just look stupid, I'll split them up. Titles are self explanatory though, so figgure it out!
I once 'dated' (good story for another time) this girl for a few months. She played video games more than I did/do. She's a programmer now, not the point. She decided to pull out DDR for a bit and play one time. Now I have zero coordination in that respect, and so I failed miserably. I was thinking about all those DDR people. Some advice for you guys out there. NEVER BE ABLE TO BEAT THE GIRL WHO OWNS DDR, if you don't also own it. If you spent enough money at the machine to fucking beat Max 300xxxx or whatever the fuck, you have failed at life. You could have taken that money and time and done things like take girls out to eat, gotten girls drunk, and have had lots and lots of sex with them. Let me tell you, sex is a better workout than DDR is or ever will be. Also, you are not gay. I've heard the argument about dancing, and it makes you better, more coordinated or whatnot. Wanna get more coordinated and get in good shape? Go find some reciever football drills online and do them. As for dancing, yeah, about that. If you are not black, you will not look good dancing regardless, and you don't need to hardly move if you had taken my advice and gotten the chick drunk!
TL:DR for ya. Don't spend your money and time on stupid shit like DDR. Things like that transmit 'teh gay'.
On to me. New format... kinda. I'm thinking since it'll get old by Volume 4, and Volume 56 will just look stupid, I'll split them up. Titles are self explanatory though, so figgure it out!
I once 'dated' (good story for another time) this girl for a few months. She played video games more than I did/do. She's a programmer now, not the point. She decided to pull out DDR for a bit and play one time. Now I have zero coordination in that respect, and so I failed miserably. I was thinking about all those DDR people. Some advice for you guys out there. NEVER BE ABLE TO BEAT THE GIRL WHO OWNS DDR, if you don't also own it. If you spent enough money at the machine to fucking beat Max 300xxxx or whatever the fuck, you have failed at life. You could have taken that money and time and done things like take girls out to eat, gotten girls drunk, and have had lots and lots of sex with them. Let me tell you, sex is a better workout than DDR is or ever will be. Also, you are not gay. I've heard the argument about dancing, and it makes you better, more coordinated or whatnot. Wanna get more coordinated and get in good shape? Go find some reciever football drills online and do them. As for dancing, yeah, about that. If you are not black, you will not look good dancing regardless, and you don't need to hardly move if you had taken my advice and gotten the chick drunk!
TL:DR for ya. Don't spend your money and time on stupid shit like DDR. Things like that transmit 'teh gay'.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
My Terrible Romantic Life Volume 2
So for the second post on my little series it's time to introduce the advice portion. Since I'll try and post daily, most of these will be short, paragraph at most, style hints. Today's advice, alcohol.
Alcohol is a man's best friend, fuck dogs. Sure they are cute and loyal, but they don't make me funnier, more handsome, and god damn more confident. It ain't named liquid courage for nothing! When you have a lady in your sights, and you think she's above your league, or your just shy, take another shot. Still not enough? Take another. Rinse and repeat to taste. What's the worst that could happen? You eventually work up the nerve and talk to her, or you wake up in some Mexican hellhole. The girls down there sure ain't outta your league, and you leave with a souvenir! Hell gonorrhea ain't that bad, got drugs that'll clear it right up!
Happy Hunting!
Paltir!
UPDATE: 7/22/08 Link to the PA comic which was partial inspiration for this. One of my most favorite ever, but why do their archives have to suck balls? http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2002/8/19/
Alcohol is a man's best friend, fuck dogs. Sure they are cute and loyal, but they don't make me funnier, more handsome, and god damn more confident. It ain't named liquid courage for nothing! When you have a lady in your sights, and you think she's above your league, or your just shy, take another shot. Still not enough? Take another. Rinse and repeat to taste. What's the worst that could happen? You eventually work up the nerve and talk to her, or you wake up in some Mexican hellhole. The girls down there sure ain't outta your league, and you leave with a souvenir! Hell gonorrhea ain't that bad, got drugs that'll clear it right up!
Happy Hunting!
Paltir!
UPDATE: 7/22/08 Link to the PA comic which was partial inspiration for this. One of my most favorite ever, but why do their archives have to suck balls? http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2002/8/19/
Friday, July 18, 2008
MTRL: My terrible Romantic Life Volume 1
As I'm attempting to contribute to this blog once again, for I have freee time, and sometimes things to write about. As recent events have made me rather bitter and pissed off, at least for the moment, a new segment is born, my Romantic life. I'm seriously pretty bad at this shit apparently, so out come stories, anecdotes, and advice from my time as a dating male in the 21st century. Today will be a long one, as it has a few parts.
So, There is this girl whom I am currently, interested in shall we say. Let us call her T. She currently has a roommate, and best friend since she was in 6th grade, grew up together, so they are like sisters close. We call her L. T and L are both 20 cause I'm sure someone will ask, they always do. These two and me are the players in this tale. On to the beginning.
I meet T, and we decide to hang out some time, because we like each other. I meet T for some coffee, and we decide to go back to her place to go watch a movie. Her roommate is there as well. We order Chinese and end up watching "I am legend". I am my normal MST3K funny ass self during the movie, as a tend to be. After I go home, I find out that L likes me, and thinks I'm funny/cool. Whatever, the point is, she approves of me, which is important. Guys, ALWAYS make sure the best friend likes you, or it won't end well. Flash forward to round 2. We end up watching shitty TV with L once again. Much shorter this time, as she has work in the morning. Here's when things begin to go badly. On round 3.
They pick me up, and we go to the liquor store. I get a box, I swear the kid put it in a box, of booze, to get heavily smashed on. We drink and watch 'Starship Troopers'. Stay up till 3am talking, cause L just won't go to bed, for whatever reason, and leave us alone. Now take into account that up to this point, we haven't been alone except for car trips and such at all. I've tried to get her to come over to my place, but L is a bit of a loser and has nowhere to go, and T feels bad, so we always end up at her place. L finally goes to bed, and T wants to as well, so I ask if I should crash on the couch. T says no. JACK POT! or so I think. Nothing happens but me uh... digitering her to completion. There's really no nice way of saying that is there? She passes out after, and I go to sleep alone of course. Bummer, but she's cool, oh well.
This was a Thursday night, and she was gone all weekend. Round 4 was supposed to be on Sunday after she gets back, but she gets back at 11, so we scratched it. New round 4 on Monday night. Guess what, L has some 'boy issues' that T needs to be a good friend for. That's cool, I understand. Tuesday night rolls around, L's mom went to the hospital, so she needs support, ok, fine, I got it, happens. Got wicked drunk and then find out I'm coming over, cause L's going out with this guy from work. We'll call him R. To be honest, R looks like your typical, skinny 19year old nerd type. He had his hair combed over, slacks and a really dressy shirt on. I almost laughed cause I was drunk. Anyway, An hour after I come over, not even, L comes home crying and needs to go see her mom an hour and a half away. I accept it, happens. Yesterday, Wednesday, T was too tired from work and had early school next day, so no dice.
As I write this It is Thursday the 17th, for reference. Find out a few hours ago, that L is going out with R again. So I'm hopeful to hang out with T. She says she just needs to verify R and L are going out and we can hang cause she don't work or have school Friday morning. Well, she gets home from work and L surprises her with Dark Knight tickets. I'm jealous, but sweet, they've been looking forward to this for months. I'm happy for them, cause ya know, that's awesome to go at midnight, wish I could go. I pretty much have to ask, since I've been told after half a date and 3 days, L and R are a 'couple', if he's going. Apparently he is, and T becomes the third wheel. Now that's rude to do to her best friend for SEVERAL reasons. First of all, being a third wheel, even to a movie premiere sucks. Hell, been there done that multiple times. Secondly, and MOST importantly, this was avoided so easily I could be pissed off and rage, which I kinda am.... Drop R, I mean, it is your best friend vs a dude you barely know. Hell, I would understand if I was R. It's no big. Oh, and here's the even easier way! ASK ME! L knows full well T likes me a good deal. It's not like I'd not pay for the ticket or whatever. And there was plenty of time to inform me and get me. How was this not insanely rude? So here I am. Out of booze, pissed, and not tired at all. If anyone has any suggestions for me, my current being I'm totally talking to T about this bullshit, please feel free to leave them in the comments, or just email me at paltir@gmail.com.
Happy Hunting!
So, There is this girl whom I am currently, interested in shall we say. Let us call her T. She currently has a roommate, and best friend since she was in 6th grade, grew up together, so they are like sisters close. We call her L. T and L are both 20 cause I'm sure someone will ask, they always do. These two and me are the players in this tale. On to the beginning.
I meet T, and we decide to hang out some time, because we like each other. I meet T for some coffee, and we decide to go back to her place to go watch a movie. Her roommate is there as well. We order Chinese and end up watching "I am legend". I am my normal MST3K funny ass self during the movie, as a tend to be. After I go home, I find out that L likes me, and thinks I'm funny/cool. Whatever, the point is, she approves of me, which is important. Guys, ALWAYS make sure the best friend likes you, or it won't end well. Flash forward to round 2. We end up watching shitty TV with L once again. Much shorter this time, as she has work in the morning. Here's when things begin to go badly. On round 3.
They pick me up, and we go to the liquor store. I get a box, I swear the kid put it in a box, of booze, to get heavily smashed on. We drink and watch 'Starship Troopers'. Stay up till 3am talking, cause L just won't go to bed, for whatever reason, and leave us alone. Now take into account that up to this point, we haven't been alone except for car trips and such at all. I've tried to get her to come over to my place, but L is a bit of a loser and has nowhere to go, and T feels bad, so we always end up at her place. L finally goes to bed, and T wants to as well, so I ask if I should crash on the couch. T says no. JACK POT! or so I think. Nothing happens but me uh... digitering her to completion. There's really no nice way of saying that is there? She passes out after, and I go to sleep alone of course. Bummer, but she's cool, oh well.
This was a Thursday night, and she was gone all weekend. Round 4 was supposed to be on Sunday after she gets back, but she gets back at 11, so we scratched it. New round 4 on Monday night. Guess what, L has some 'boy issues' that T needs to be a good friend for. That's cool, I understand. Tuesday night rolls around, L's mom went to the hospital, so she needs support, ok, fine, I got it, happens. Got wicked drunk and then find out I'm coming over, cause L's going out with this guy from work. We'll call him R. To be honest, R looks like your typical, skinny 19year old nerd type. He had his hair combed over, slacks and a really dressy shirt on. I almost laughed cause I was drunk. Anyway, An hour after I come over, not even, L comes home crying and needs to go see her mom an hour and a half away. I accept it, happens. Yesterday, Wednesday, T was too tired from work and had early school next day, so no dice.
As I write this It is Thursday the 17th, for reference. Find out a few hours ago, that L is going out with R again. So I'm hopeful to hang out with T. She says she just needs to verify R and L are going out and we can hang cause she don't work or have school Friday morning. Well, she gets home from work and L surprises her with Dark Knight tickets. I'm jealous, but sweet, they've been looking forward to this for months. I'm happy for them, cause ya know, that's awesome to go at midnight, wish I could go. I pretty much have to ask, since I've been told after half a date and 3 days, L and R are a 'couple', if he's going. Apparently he is, and T becomes the third wheel. Now that's rude to do to her best friend for SEVERAL reasons. First of all, being a third wheel, even to a movie premiere sucks. Hell, been there done that multiple times. Secondly, and MOST importantly, this was avoided so easily I could be pissed off and rage, which I kinda am.... Drop R, I mean, it is your best friend vs a dude you barely know. Hell, I would understand if I was R. It's no big. Oh, and here's the even easier way! ASK ME! L knows full well T likes me a good deal. It's not like I'd not pay for the ticket or whatever. And there was plenty of time to inform me and get me. How was this not insanely rude? So here I am. Out of booze, pissed, and not tired at all. If anyone has any suggestions for me, my current being I'm totally talking to T about this bullshit, please feel free to leave them in the comments, or just email me at paltir@gmail.com.
Happy Hunting!
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