WOMEN

First of I want to express my condolences to the families affected by 9/11 please let's not ever forget.
Now for my post. WOMEN, who the hell can understand them, this has been an interesting week for me concerning my interaction with the crazier sex.

• 1st incident. Week starts of with really great interaction with my one friend who lives on the west coast, then we have our disagreement, and now I am out a friend.
• 2nd incident. I start talking to this one lady I met on the web( I know major geek), everything seems fine we make plans to meet, then she drops off the planet, no explanation. Let me tell you something folks, internet dating sucks. Another reason to hate the internet.
• 3rd incident. I receive a phone call yesteday from a girl I used to have a crush, very cute, but not very smart. Turns out now that she is a stripper, I have nothing against strippers, just the industry, but that is a post for another day. Ok back to the stripper story, this girl calls me out of the blue, asking do I know anybody selling a civic or an accord. What the fuck do I look like? Craigs list, car soup.com, the damn classifieds in the newspaper. I responded sorry no, but I advised her on the best way of finding a used car, LOOK IN THE CLASSIFIEDS. So the small talk continues, then out of the blue she asks me to come over to her house later on that night. Now I'm thinking, it has been a long time since I have had female contact, but do I really want to submit myself to the mindless drivel which escapes her lips, keep in mind this girl is smoking. I respond call me later and see what I am up to. Well I didn't need to make a decision later, because I got a text later saying she had a headache and was going to bed. I suppose I would have been more offended, if I actually was interested in her.
• 4th Incident. I decided to order pizza last night, I deserved it this week dammit. I ordered from Old Chicago, and who would take my order, but a girl I had a failed date with, so now I'm worried will my pizza come with those extra ingredients which we never order on our food. I already have enough sperm inside of me, I don't need anymore. Well as soon as I arrived at Old Chicago, I spot her, and she spots me. Her first reaction she turns to the girl next to her and whispers something in her ear. Oh My GOD, I have regressed and found myself back in middle school. I mean fine if you want to act juvenile and point out to your friend who I am, there are more tactful ways than grabbing the girl, looking in my direction, and start whispering in your friends ear. I don't tell my friends that your a crazy Asian female who has huge identity problems, and sleeps around to vindicate herself, oh no, I tell everybody on the internet.
• 5th Incident. I get a phonecall from one of my friends at 1:30 in the A.M. This is how the conversation goes

FRIEND: Thomas you need to speak to this person, she is totally hot
me: uuuhhhh ok
SUPPOSEDLY HOT GIRL: Hi
ME: Hi, well this is uncomrfatble, tell me a little bit about yourself( I have no game)
SHG: Small talk about being a substitute teacher
FRIIEND IN THE BACKGROUND: She is totally hot, she looks like Maria Carey( I have never found Maria Carey attractive. The only reason I would put my dick in her mouth would be to shut her the hell up.)
ME: well nice talking to you, can I talk to my friend now.
A DIFFERENT GIRL: Hi I'm MT's friend, I heard about you(me and MT had had relations)It's a shame I have a boyfriend.
ME: Can I speak to MT
MT: So did you get her number?
ME: NO, it was too uncomfortable, send me a pic your your phone(first time camera phones have been useful, actually second time, first time was during sex, thats rt me and Paris are similar freaks) Ok give me her number, and I will call her tomorrow when there is less pressure.

So the picture arrives, and it is of this girls rack! Most impressive, but I would have preffered to have seen her face. I text back "her head seems to have gotten lost in the transmission, send a pic of her face". Second pic arrives, hhhmmmm , maybe it was just a bad picture, I know I dont photograph well. I will call her later on today