I've decided to try something new for you guys. I have (i think) confirmed 3 first dates over the next ten days and I figured I would blog about them give you a sense of what I have been up to. I've spent the last 3-4 months reading intensely and got a bit bored with that. So I made a few deliberate changes in my world view to enable this
- I am now "In It To Win It" at all times...if I'm talking to you and you are an unsuspecting female, know that I will not relent until I at least get a phone number.
- In reality I am targeting an ass-licking
- The worst that could happen is you say "NO" and all that points to is your own pattern of self defeat not the limitations inherent in xTian
- Any medium is completely appropriate for meeting a new woman, this includes movie theaters while the movie is playing, retail outlets, dermatologist waiting rooms, the internet, the office, the quikie mart
- Rehashing old history with old women is the dark path and why I am not making any progress
As I was devising my manifesto this past friday, my homegirl reached out and invited me to a dinner with some of her friends. I was busy at work but had been earnestly trying to put together an impromptu drinking scenario that include ET2, le tuasieme the BF of ET2, Evil, KenTak3, the Mamacita and Bruno...none were receptive outside of ET2. Though I could sense her searching for an exit hatch when she realized she would have to spend more time with me sans the crew...one trip to Maine is more than enough...
I arrived at Fig & Olive fashionable late...as one does...
I was met by my homegirl(who's awesome btw, In a different world I probably would have found occasion to lust after endlessly. Somehow, in this one we have managed to become close without unlocking my baser instinct...a true testament to her awesomeness ) Her friends were a reasonably cool ghanian fellow from CT who she attended grad school with and an elegant southern girl she now works with.
Somehow our conversations split off very quickly. My friend talking to her ghanian friend and me talking to southern girl...we hit it off well enough...her rapid fire, interview approach to conversation kept things moving. As she peppered me with questions I wondered if it was a defensive mechanism to keep the focus away from her. Her skin might not be great. It was a recurring concern throughout the night.
The record skipped a beat when I bumped up against the record player by making a comment about her "hard hitting style of conversation". It took her a second to react but managed to play it off with a bad joke at Nancy Grace's expense.
Later at the bar she admitted she wanted to go to some museum or other. I thought on this for a second and asked "when are we going?"
She hesitated and said "a sunday soon"
I countered with a "we can meet for brunch do a cross word and then go"
She laughed at my directness
My grin exposed my canines...
"you're very proud of yourself right now"
"give me your number and..um...your last name"
I store her number and send her a text "this is xtian. we are going to xword then hit a museum..." I showed her text on my phone and said "my lawyer friend tells me text messages are legally binding..."
As we all left the bar I deposited her in a cab. she was quick to say "cross word and museum...a sunday"
I nodded and gave her a two cheek kiss in order to examine her skin some more.
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