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

Harumph

Guy One — Fri, 06 Jul 2007 20:23:11 GMT

Well, I can't pretend to not be at all jealous of 'The Other Guy' but I'm also happy for him. In this sea of supposedly plenty more fishes, there is one less... rod? In other words, all the more for me! Anyway... I think I left my last post saying "We'll see what happens tomorrow" or similar. As the categories of this post suggest, nothing particularly happened. In fact, it seems that she doesn't even consider me to be a part of her close group of friends. To that I say "Why the hell was I such a delusional idiot?" and the answer is quite simply: "To pass the time." So now, with a fresh eye, I cast my... eye... over the community. It seems there's one girl I overlooked initially. She shall be known as Karen. She's quirky, cheerful, outgoing and 'kooky'. Upon talking to her more seriously, there's a very tender and loving psyche that I want to protect. What from? I don't know. Essentially, she's hot in every way. That's probably been said before but to hell with it! Her personality is beautiful and reflects her physical presence. Guy Two however went and asked 'So you don't mind that she's taller than you?' Which, of course, sets me into paranoia spirals but now I'm thinking that I don't care at all. My brother would justify it with the phrase "Everyone is the same height lying down" but I think that it's something so picky and trivial. However, she has just signed on so I must depart to actually make the active, pro.

Uber Crisis!

Guy Two — Fri, 22 Jun 2007 21:31:25 GMT

All right.
Problem!
Huge! Major! Problem!

As I previously said I have two choices (girl-wise of course, do keep up).

Girl One – Attractive. Up for it (in that way). Sadly far away.
Girl Two – Also attractive. Less up for it but definitely interested in me. Much closer to home.

The choice isn’t the annoying part. I could pick either one and pursue my ass off.
However neither of them is my PERFECT girl.
Which is what this blog/experiment/horrible mistake is all about…

What the hell do I do with that?
I’d just go and feel bad about pursuing them knowing that.
That’s not what we want. Not at all. We is not a happy bunny.

If only jim’d fix it…

In other news I might come up with a name (for me, can’t really use my real one)
ALSO : I Love Italics! I’m such a loser.

Byes!

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.