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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:25
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i think i've missed "get away from me you psycho!" a few times in the midst of delirium....
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Az
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MACEDONIA - It's the name of the sovereign country to the north of Greece
Apr 2000
time: 07:25
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This is a very important thread, John.
It was 10th grade. I was in a good relationship with one girl, that looked rather cute. She had an evil sense of humor, and I liked it a lot. So all around 10th grade she asked me to give her massages, rubbed herself against me, drew stuff on my hands, and looked me in the eyes a lot, in the best sense of those words.
I didn't ask her out, my head even didn't work that way. ( 10th grade, mind you!  )
So, I see her at the summer break, that year. WOW KNOCKOUT. It turned up she already had a bf. She dates him to this very day, I think. I had a very long period of infatuation.
sigh sigh sigh , stupid stupid stupid.
That chick could be mine.
On the other hand, she turned out to be quite the *****.
So It's all good. 
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Rex Little
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In high school, I managed to mess up both ways.
In 9th grade, they found out I already knew 9th grade math and put me in a class with 10th graders. I sat in the back of the room next to a girl who was an absolute goddess. She and I were also by far the best math students in the class, so most of the time we didn't need to bother listening. We spent the time passing notes back and forth to each other. Years later, I looked back at what was in those notes and realized she had been coming on to me. But at the time, I considered it a law of nature that a girl couldn't possibly be interested in a boy who was younger than her, so what should have been obvious never occured to me. The next year, she transferred to another school and I never saw her again.
Fast-forward to 12th grade. I had met a girl at camp the previous summer and we hit it off. During our time there we took every opportunity to be as affectionate as the time and place permitted--close dancing, holding hands, arms around the waist, stuff like that. (No sex, or even close; these were much more innocent times, and there were counselors around.)
She lived 200 miles from where I did, so after camp we exchanged letters the rest of the year. Then we made plans for me to come spend a weekend at her house during winter break.
I arrived Friday evening, and we decided to go to the movies. Her mother drove us, saying she didn't want me driving because the roads were too icy. (It didn't occur to me that her real reason might be that she didn't want her daughter alone with me in a car.) We rode to and from the movie in the back seat, my arm around her and her leaning against my shoulder.
The next day we were all watching TV in the living room. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her. She immediately jumped up and moved across the room. Did I take the hint? No, not this turkey. I had it fixed in my head that she liked to snuggle with me; my mind was made up, and I wasn't about to be confused by facts. I kept moving next to her, and she kept moving away. Pretty much the whole rest of the weekend went like that. We didn't actually break up then, but the inevitable came soon enough.
What happened to change her attitude? Obviously, her mother didn't like what she saw when she drove us to the movies, and gave her daughter a lecture later on. How long did it take me to figure this out? Oh, only six or seven years.
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Rex Little
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quote:
Originally posted by orange
so now you're married Rex?
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Yeah, and that's a whole other overlooking-the-obvious story. I won't go into detail, but there was plenty of evidence from previous relationships that living together with a woman just doesn't work for me. I failed to connect the dots until I was too deep into this marriage to get out.
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Sikander
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Boulder, Colorado, United Snakes of America
Jan 2000
time: 22:25
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Take the initial story and multiply it by about 50, and you have the repeating saga of my college years. This didn't happen when I was drunk btw, when drunk I was usually guaranteed to get laid, or get into a fight. Sometimes both. But picking up the signals from a nice girl in any other setting was seemingly impossible. I finally started to try and figure out why I was such a loser at love, and as I went through all of these scenarios in my head the dull thump of the obvious hitting home happened again and again. Fortunately I made up for some lost time in the years since.
Recently I have been in a serious relationship, and not "on the make". Nonetheless I do get the occasional signals. I am interested by habit, but for the last 6 years I've been able to remain true to my relationship. Today was interesting. I started off by happily making love to my girlfriend. Later on I went out to do some errands, and it seemed like every woman I came across was very friendly. I got a haircut and was practically mauled by the lady doing the cutting, who managed simultaneously to share a large number of her personal problems with me, and give me a decent haircut to boot. A woman at work was very friendly and touchy feely. Even the young women who work at the grocery store went out of their way to get me to pay attention to them. And of course it did me no more good than an ego boost, which will probably last no longer than a day or two.
So you young guys should pay attention. If these women are desperate enough to flirt with a 40 year old guy like me, imagine what they are willing to do for young intelligent studs such as yourselves. The key is to get beyond your attachment to any particular result. In most cases getting a result is most important, because it tells you whether you are wasting your time and energy or not. If you are, then you can move along to more prosperous endeavors. If not, the sooner you are out of the blind nervous part of the relationship, the better.
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14-02-2003 03:40
ACK!
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