yay from two guys trying to find two girls. they've got to be perfect. most aren't.

Oh no! The family...

Guy Two — Sun, 22 Jul 2007 13:15:38 GMT

Went round her house the other day. Hanging out and films planned. Met her family.

Status:

Father
Seems OK. Apparently he doesn’t mind me. Probably won’t hunt me down and warn me not to hurt his princess.

Mother
Very quiet. I must have said at least 4-5 words to her. Little is known here. Could go either way. Fingers crossed.

Brother
I’ve met her brother a couple of times before (less scary than meeting parents). Actually seems to like me. No problems there. Is away a lot for College.

Slightly less hideous than I was expecting. My natural (and clumsy) charm must have helped. I’ve all ready been asked on holiday with the immediate family [insert slight panic here] but as it’s just for a weekend and her brother is also coming (possible backup) then I’ll survive. I have plenty of time to prepare too, its at the start of September so I shouldn’t be digging any holes by then.

I’m wanting to spend more time with her (yes, like that!) but sadly this is harder than it should be. Always seems to be a few friends around all the time. Hopefully she’s lose the wing…girls? To be fair we’re never in the right place for anything. But still, fun can be had…

bq. Guy Two: (Pause for reflection)

Anyway I need more sleep. Might be seeing her tomorrow so with any luck I won’t look like a zombie. Also apologies as it has been a while since my last post. Distractions you know…

Guy One hasn’t posted anything in a while either so I’ll try and wake him up. I’m pretty sure he has some important news.

Night night and all that jazz

Happiness Ensues

Guy Two — Fri, 06 Jul 2007 21:56:30 GMT

Hey, It’s been a pretty cool week.

bq. Guy Two: At this point I need to give my new girl a name. Something Sexy and Interesting. Like… Kathy!

(OK. It’s not amazing. Stop laughing.)
Anyway so Kathy. Spent most of the week with her. Awesome! Was a minor embarrassing moment but we won’t go into that. Her friends are cool although I don’t know an awful lot of them. Fear I may be becoming “Kathy’s-Boyfriend-Who-We-Don’t-Know”.

Being a guy, however, has meant that I am constantly plagued by nerve destroying paranoia.
Hoorah!!

Am I being too clingy? Am I ignoring her? What did her text message mean? What did MY text message mean? Does she still like me? I want to go see her but that means less time with current friends. It’s all sooo confusing.

Luckily, she was interested in me first. And, although I’m pretty damn happy to be with her, that still means that she’s probably good with how things are. Girls, I suspect, must have this amount of worries too. Otherwise this undermines the whole of civilisation as we know it. Regardless, if she’s thinking along the same lines as me she has nothing to worry about. Really not going to stop seeing her.

bq. Guy Two: At this point I need to give Me a name (Why? Because I can.) Something Sexy and Interesting. Like Kathy…wait, no. Better still… Mike!

So. Paranoia has been quashed. Names have been called. And a good time was had by all.

Thank You and Goodnight.

Crisis Averted!

Guy Two — Sun, 01 Jul 2007 10:15:54 GMT

The situation has been fixed.
Hang up the banners and start the parade, we have a winner.

Basically Guy One informed me that Sarah had someone where she was. So I start observing Kathy. She seemed…perfectly nice but nothing to really make me go for her.

We were just hanging out with a bunch of our friends the other day. She’s sitting next to me, head on my shoulder (look I’m not going to complain at this stage OK). Something happens and she moves away for a moment. I’m disappointed. A bit of thinking later and I realise that I do like her. A little more and I realise she’s pretty similar to myself personality-wise (a bit shy but quite clearly insane). Now if that’s not Perfect (or the next best thing) then I don’t know what is.

So I start acting a little more interested. And I’m pretty pleased with what’s happened so far. Things are moving quite slow but somehow that’s even better. I find myself thinking about her. It’s disconcerting to say the least. Nothing official yet but I’m pretty sure we’re effectivly going out now.

End Result: Win!

I guess I’d better give her a name at some point (I’ve put her name in when I thought of it) as the following blogs might have something about her in them. Although I suppose that my blogs will change from being a searching blog to being more of a trying-to-keep-hold-of blog. Fingers crossed.

Cya

Too perfect

Guy One — Sun, 17 Jun 2007 20:50:33 GMT

You know that feeling when you try to quit smoking, then you give in and have that orgasmic but shameful puff? Well, I don't know what it's like. I'm imagining it might be a suitable parallel for my actions though. I want Elle. I seem to be able to convince myself that she is arrogant, pretentious and generally ignores me. It works too! I can go for weeks thinking that. Simple bliss understanding that she is a nasty person and I am better with her out of my life. But then she talks to me. Then I remember her breasts. But mostly I remember who she is. Yes, she is a bit arrogant, slightly pretentious and she does ignore me a bit but so what? That's not a patch on how she makes me feel. I can talk to her about anything, and I probably have. I can listen to everything she says. I can argue with her for hours. She gets my humour! This is stuff that other people just shrug at saying "It's just saying 'Quonk'". So, I find myself saving my last cookie for her. A really nice one with three different kinds of Belgian chocolate. One that is making my mouth flood just by thinking about it. One that the baker must have cradled like a new born baby, kissed and loved. Lets see how tomorrow goes.

Choices Choices...

Guy Two — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 23:43:27 GMT

Hey, me again. That’s right. Guy Two.
Don’t worry this one won’t be as long as the others. I’ve re-read my old ‘contributions’ and my congratulations go to those who made it through them.

Lets re-cap: * Hot girl (“Laura”), boyfriend issues, seems to like me. * Failure to attract Laura with best attempts * Shunted into ‘friend zone’ but promoted to Best Friend [insert happy face here] * Loss of interest in Laura (Note To Self: Find new girl)
There we go. Relatively painless. Much less so than the last couple of blogs.

Now to the real substance of the thing. Two Choices.

Choice 1:

A girl I used to like (Lets call her Sarah). We’re flirting back and forth. Realise she might actually have a thing for me. Question friends and so on. Discover she finds the idea of her and me “tempting”. Instant joy. In liquid form.

She’s shorter than me (A must have), pretty hot and, most importantly, would blatantly sex me (apologies for using ‘sex’ as a verb, nothing else works). She’s not a slut or anything. Far from it. She’s very respectable. Just…she’d clearly know what she’d be doing (Guy One will probably agree with me here). Sadly she lives far away. Far far away. I can see it becoming awkward. For me absence makes the heart wither and die in a small sad pile. Long distance, not good.

Choice 2:
New girl. Very new. Met her (properly)...I’d call it three, maybe four, days ago (We’ll call her Kathy). She’s pretty good looking. Again short (OK so I like short girls, its just a major preference). So we’re sitting around and chatting TODAY.
All of a sudden she wants my phone number. She’s messing with my stuff. She tied my shoes together. She gets my IM address from…somewhere.

bq. Guy One – It was me :P

All this switches on my, as until now, obsolete girl-interest-radar. Another contender for Guy-Two’s-New-Perfect-Girl

Choices Choices…
I may make a decision soon (leaning more toward choice 1).
Unfortunately all this new attention is making me panic slightly. So unused to it.

If I don’t die from making bad decisions, I’ll write a new blog soon.
Byes
Guy Two

We're not dead!

Guy Two, Guy One — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 08:53:17 GMT

Today heralds the return of two things. Firstly, my internet connection (GuyOne). So, a big yay from the crowd for that!

bq. Crowd: Yay!

The second thing to return is… well… two things. # GuyOne # GuyTwo

We were uncertain as to how popular this blog would be but it seems a grand (and we mean grand) total of 9 people have visited! It may sound meagre, but we only have 3 posts of any substance so it’s a good sign!

So… we’re back to writage! And we have news! Updates to come, after this commercial break. And by commercial, we mean snack. May take a couple of days but bear with us.

We would like to give a hugely stupendous, magnificently grand and all-round big thank you to Christina Wodtke for just being the most supportive person EVAR! (‘EVAR’ added by GuyTwo is his poor but endearing typographical ways.)

So, for now we say, in a traditional British styleé, “Toodle-pip”

X, what does it mean?

Guy One — Sun, 22 Apr 2007 21:21:03 GMT

I don't want to talk too much about this for fear of bigging it up to something it's not. But still... Me and Elle were having a nice chat on IM. We were talking about a piece of work she's doing. She's writing a story. I helped where I could (and it promises to be a good read!). She liked the ideas. She listened to them. She did make a reference to my appreciation of tight clothing... I can but hope that she appreciates it too, if you know what I'm saying... ;) But, the conversation ended when she had to go sleep. After a quick debate with my mind, I added an 'x'. She responded with a single x. Without being overthinky, friends tend to use 'xxxxxxx'. Nervous peope trying to show their feelings use 'x'. Yeah? Well, here's hoping :P Guy One

Welcome

Guy One — Sat, 21 Apr 2007 22:37:30 GMT

Guy One and Guy Two (although we may not be called this for long) have decided to share our lives with the world. Well, the select portion of it that reads our humble pages. We will be dealing with the romantic aspects of late teen life. Essentially, we are two guys trying to find two girls. They've got to be perfect. Most aren't.