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I really need to stop drinking so much.
Went to the WC last night (Wednesday). Volleyball night.
Some locals started buying me shots right off the bat and it went straight to my dome.
So, I ended up having a funny conversation with one of the local guys about height. I'm short, and he busted on me about it. He also fuxed with me calling me gay... "Oh, you're not?" We were having a blast AMOG'ing each other.
This is worth repeating:
Tall Dude (TD): "You're standing up." (he's like 6'8")
V: "Whatever dude, Fux off. I'm 5'7. Your mom doesn't mind that I'm short."
*We both laugh*
We exchanged "where you from's" and it turns out he's from Nebraska.
V: "See, it must be something in the water that made you so tall."
TD: "I told you, I'm not FROM there, I was BORN there."
V: "Right, but it's something to do with evolution."
TD: "How do you mean?"
V: "I mean, you know how scientists say that the reason we stood up as apes was to see over the grass on the plains?"
TD: "Yeah, I heard that."
V: "Well, the reason you grew to be so tall was..."
TD: *cuts me off* "Why am I so tall?"
V: "...so you could see over the corn."
:crackup:
Eventually, I started prodding him about the local ladies who were there. "What's up with Carmen?" "She's a beyatch, don't waste your time, now her friend..." *I sarge on over, ICEY ice queens, I just eject because they were stuffing their faces with fries*
... Later:
V:"Who's that?"
TD:"I donno, but she's hot."
V:"What's up with Melissa?"
TD:"Nothing."
V:"She seems like a slut."
TD:"I saw her a couple times."
V:"Haha... slut. Totally."
TD: *laughs honestly*
Anyway, got some good backgrounds. At a point, I look over and there were 2 HB's sitting at a table and I asked the dude what was up - he had no idea. So, I opened.
V: *Sets drink on table* "Hey guys, what's up?"
HB7: "Girl talk" (She's a dirty blonde, cute)
HB7(2): "Yeah, it happens." *Shrugs* (black hair, "naughty librarian" glasses -- I get knock-knee'd for the dark hair girls... this one is right up my alley)
V: "It DOES happen, especially when there are no GUYS to talk to."
HB7's: *LOL*
V: "So what are your names?"
HB7: (Vulpine is too drunk to remember sh!t)
HB7: (Vulpine is too drunk to remember sh!t)
The set moves along smashingly, that much is for certain. It came out that the blonde was married, which was fine because she wasn't my target. I tilted my hand a little when I responded with interest like it didn't phase me a bit. They both cued up to it and the blonde got anxious and disinterested. I kept up with the black-haired girl though. The age thing came up. They were both 22, and I told them outright that I was 30. HBBlackHair was way into me at that point. She didn't act like it was a big deal and I changed the subject instantly with some astrology garbage. We exchanged signs and had a fun convo.
An empty drink glass pulled me up to the bar and out of the set, when I went to return, they had vanished. Figures. Oh well, the bar was clearing out, so it was time to head down to the BS. When I hit the door and made it to the parking lot...
*woman's voice behind me* "Heeeyy.... Bye!"
*I spin around - the set I was just talking to was leaving and splitting up/going to different cars*
V: "Oooop. Now you did it." *Spins around instantly - heads over to HBBH's car behind her*
HBBH: *Getting into car, sitting* "It was nice to meet you."
V: *Whips sharpie out of pocket* "It was nice meeting you, too. Give me your phone number."
HBBH: "Have any paper?"
V: "No...." *I was distracted by her friend driving up next us* "Uh, oh... we're in trouble.."
HBBH: "Haha" *I was still looking away, she nudges my arm and hands me her number on the back of a receipt*
I don't know what possessed me to leave so abruptly... but I just left with "have a safe trip you guys" and beat feet. Actually, I do know what possesed me to not f-close: booze. Booze and the potential to bump into HBUmaThurman at the BS. I should have kissed her goodbye.
Sure enough, HBUT was at the BS. I make the rounds with the greeting the locals, get ANOTHER drink, then head over to her table.
V: "So how's your boyfriend?"
HBUT: "I don't have one."
At this point, I'm smashed. I know I wasn't intending on approaching her again, but she gave me the AI. I push/pulled and teased her for giving me the jerk around with the BF reply and she responded that there was actually a boyfriend.
V: "What? So you totally bullsh!tted me? Weak.
Lame."
HBUT: "No, it just didn't work out so we're not together anymore."
V: "I think you're making sh!t up."
HBUT: "Nooo..." *giggles, hair twirling, heavy EC, shifting legs around, kino's me*
++EDIT: (The body language between us at this point is the push/pull and give/take. She'd be nice: I'd rub her up. She'd be naughty: I'd turn away, EC's/Smiles = reward, roll eyes/smirks = punishment)++
Now, everything is going miraculously, but I'm tore up from over-doing the booze. All I can really recall is the heavy EC, heavy kino, and she essentially was throwing it at me. Bar time comes and it's time to split, so I told her to drop me off at my place: She complied!
So, we get to my place and I tell her to come inside: she complied again!
So what happens next?
Nothing.
She comes in, pets my cat, makes some comment about me being super trashed, and leaves in a huff. Nothing. I can't say that I blame her for being p!ssed, I'm pissed at myself too.
Too much booze.
I was completely worthless when it was go time. I didn't even get her number.
I am ashamed of myself for this night.
But wait... no I'm not. I pulled HBUT back to my place. Sure, I fuxed up the situation a bit, but she's so interested that I'll have another chance. Booze happens, right? She'll recognize that. I gave her some interaction, GOOD interaction. And, since I didn't close (again), she'll be thinking of me (hopefully).
And, once again, I didn't kiss her when she wanted me to (body language invites).
:kick:
Gotta stay positive: I'll get the "small town boomerang effect".
Psssfft. Whatever. I am calling HBBH tonight.
Now, if I can only remember her name...
:nervous:
This situation feels good. Why? I honestly and completely don't care how it goes with these ladies. FB is coming over Monday. The plate count is up to 4: things are going well whether I think so or not.
+EDIT: :cheer: Yay! for me! Positive, Postive, that's the way! I can still sarge another day! :cheer:+
