I must be missing something

I have been in a bad mood all day. In response to this, three separate people have attempted to convince me that my bad mood would be cured by my giving them blowjobs.

Not kidding. Three separate people.

The funny thing is that I find this so amusing that my bad mood has, in fact, lessened slightly.

Back in the Game: Kickoff

Here’s what I’ve done over the last week:

Last Friday. Went out after work with KC and E. We headed to the usual spot and spent a few hours there, planning to have a low-key evening and go to our respective homes relatively early and relatively sober. This did not happen. I launched into a tirade about exactly which coworkers of mine are cuntiest and in exactly what ways I felt that they should suffer. This sort of discussion seems to make the people around me want to drink more,

Thursday Night Quickie

Well, I’ve been masturbating so much that my carpal tunnel syndrome is starting to come back. It’s time to make a new gentleman friend. Here is the news on my prospects:

1. Twitterdude. My favorite contender atm. He got his wisdom teeth removed this morning. I was pretty pissed at him; convinced that he was secretly married and trying to play me. He won me over with two brief text messages- which I can sadly not relate at this exact moment, since my phone is completely dead and charging and I apparently didn’t log the conversation in which I transcribed them for my SMG earlier this week. To summarize: he is really hot and I want him, and even though he’s been somewhat unresponsive, I cannot WAIT to meet him again.

2. New player. I have to decide what to call him. I met him on Sunday after discovering him on Google Buzz and subsequently twitterstalking him. I seriously believe that he might be my evil twin. Unfortunately, I don’t find him particularly attractive, since he is not very tall and somewhat skinny. This might be work-around-able, but I’m just not sure yet. We’ll have to see how it goes.

3. Abrasive Dude With Whom I Once Worked: is back in the game. Maybe. Indirectly twitterflirted (am I spending too much time on Twitter lately?) with him via C this evening. He wants me to go to his house tomorrow. I’m just not sure.

4. Dr. Jones had been sending some fairly exciting text messages last week. However, he is currently on vacation, and I’ve been trying not to bother him. He reads my blog semi-regularly now. Hi, Dr. Jones! You’re fucking hot. You should be in town, so that I could harass you into doing something with me that you’d later regret.

I cut ties with iPhone Dude and didn’t ever call Mr. Grownup Date back. I’m shitty at the dating game this time around, it seems- but there’s more to come, and I promise it’ll be even better this time around.

Some highlights to which you can look forward:
- the Snuggie Pubcrawl
- my insane weekend
- the text messages from Twitterdude
- and more!

Whoops.

LBHF came over this evening to keep me company. Somehow, we ended up making out on the sofa, after which we took a shower (I needed to groom myself, as I had not been anticipating such intimate company)

Tiki Time – details on last night with ADWWIOW

A little more detail on last night, now that I’m no longer boozed up and waxing existential. I hate a maudlin drunkenness, by the way; it is nobody’s friend.

So I’m on the way there, and running a couple of minutes behind. Normally at this point I would call my date to let him know and to apologize, but I’d just gotten to a constructiony part of downtown and did not want to try maneuvering while also making a phone call. I received a txt from him- “I’m 5 mins late”.

Disaster

Not a good date with ADWWIOW this evening. Bitter and disheartened. Probably not ready for this just now.

My honor is questioned

Text from ADWWIOW (04/03 7:39PM) Wanna meet there or my house?

I guess it’s apparent just what type of girl he thinks I am. Ha!

Downgraded by ADWWIOW

“Abrasive Dude With Whom I Once Worked” is way too long. I’ll work on something else to call this guy. Anyway, our Friday dinner-and-drinks has been downgraded to just drinks.

He Facebook-messaged me to change plans.

“so my buddy is coming thru so can see him early then how about we just grab drinks instead of dinner and drinks? still wouldnt mind hittin [tikibar] for em either. figure maybe 9 should give me plenty of time. that sound ok?”

What the fuck ever, dude- I’m kinda fed up. FWB potential grows slimmer by the moment.

Thug bred to be a beefcake-laya

I’m feeling much closer to sane now that my PMDD is on the ebb. I’d been somewhat psychotic since Sundayish, which is never a fun thing to be. I’m not entirely sure why, either, since he’d been pissing me off for awhile and I knew that a breakup was the appropriate thing to do at that point, but it still brought me down.

LBHF and I have made up, though we’re not together- just a “no hard feelins” kinda thing. I warned him that he needs to give me a few days before renewing contact with me, as I’d currently just be likely to harass him for sex. I’ve been really switched-on this week for no good reason. My working theory is that it’s because I’m not getting any. I always want what I can’t have, and something becoming unavailable to me seems to invoke a kind of manic obsession with it. It’s not a great way to be, but I’m working through it. Obviously I’m not ready for a committed relationship right now, so that’s not even an option for me. I’m just looking to have a good time.

The other bitches

The Ex is still not really talking to me. I saw him this weekend, when we exchanged some things (he gave me some paperwork and I gave him my key to the loft). He’s going through some shit right now, and I don’t take it personally.

Dr. Jones is also not talking to me. Fuck that guy.

OLB hasn’t popped back up since I ignored his last “goodmorning beautiful xoxo”. Good riddance to him and his freakish full-body stubble.

Mr. Grownup Date is working as much as I am, and we’ve had a hard time coordinating with one another. Now I’m dreading telling him that I don’t want to see him after all.

There’s also some other dude from matchdotcom that’s been emailing me lately, but he seems like kind of a douche. Still not looking forward to telling him to fuck off. He asked if I wanted to get together for a drink, and I haven’t responded.

Ex’s effeminate friend and I were supposed to get together for drinks last week, but I was sick and neither of us emailed or called the other to cancel. He ignores me on forums like Twitter, Facebook, and his blog, but emails intimately- I’m annoyed at this game.

Unusually Tall Indian Guy made a mix CD for me and hinted that he’d like to go out on a date with me, but didn’t actually ask. He also said that I seem tense lately, which caused me to worry for a bit about whether or not I actually am tense, until I recognized the irony of the situation.

Saw Satanist Waiter out with LBHF. It was less awkward than I thought it might be, though it was still a little awkward. He smirked at us.

AFF Waiter texted a couple of weeks ago to solicit me for a FMF threesome. I didn’t respond and haven’t heard back from him.

Abrasive Dude With Whom I Once Worked has been Facebook-messaging me in the middle of the night in attempts to get me to go drink with him. He’s pretty attractive and I’d probably be interested if my attentions weren’t otherwise occupied. A little sad about this one, but I’d feel guilty if I pursued it, I think.

No one else comes to mind- I think this is the full rundown.