Salads

I try to get out during lunch, it doesn't always happen.  However, when I do make it out, I have noticed really long lines at the salad places.  One would think a ton of girls are lined up because they are trying to keep their girlish forms.  Well, I have seen a ton of girls lined up with the ton of girls. 

I think guys having salad for lunch is unattractive.  It's not very masculine at all.

Him Again

You guys remember "The Player?"  Really nice teeth, pretty good body, and that's about it?  Yeah, the same guy that:

1. Tricked me into a date (we were supposed to be in a group, ALL his friends got sick) and
2. Has called, emailed, and texted asking me random things (I have never written, called, etc. back)

He is asking me random questions again.  I am still not replying to his email. 

I always complain about guys not being that aggressive.  The Player is being aggressive, so I will give him credit where credit is due.  If he wasn't an aggressive guy, he never would have gotten my name, my number, or a chance to go out with me. 

Guys: continue to be aggressive, although you may not need to, maybe you will wear her down one day...at least you will get opportunities that you might not have gotten without manning up.

That's How You Talk To Me?

I don't know much about men being from Mars or women being from Venus, but I have noticed there are some communication differences.  I know a guy who talks down to all his friends; these are supposedly "good friends" of his.  He doesn't tease them, he gets personal.  He rips on family, perceived cultural differences, physical attributes, and more.  Some guys let it bother them and take it, some guys talk back, and others don't care enough to comment or formulate a rebuttal.

Maybe this just how guys talk to each other, but I find that difficult to believe since a lot of my friends are guys.  Yeah, they pick on each other, but it's not as mean spirited as what I have recently seen. 

If you are the kind of guy who really rips on your friends (think nasty, not funny), you really shouldn't talk to girls that way.  I can guarantee it will not be well received unless she is desperate (if that's your type, go for it).

There's No Crying In Baseball

"There's no crying in baseball."  I don't know what movie came from, but I like the quote.  There is no crying in baseball, at work, in a grocery store, when getting dumped, and the list goes on.

Unfortunately, society (mostly Hollywood) is telling it's okay to cry.  Okay fine, maybe in certain situations involving death, serious illness, near death injuries, and that's all I can think of.  I don't want to see a man cry.  I don't want to see his sensitive side.  I don't want him to have a sensitive side.  Flip the coin guys, do you want your girl to have a manly side?  Do you want to see her fart, burp, scratch her crotch, and melt slugs?  Yeah, now you see my point.

I can think of at least four guys I have gone out with that cried when we broke up.  1) I wasn't even crying!  Maybe that's the reason, but still.  2) We didn't even go on that many dates!

It is possible that some girls are into seeing a man's sensitivity and tears.  I can describe that girl: believes in unicorns and fairies, always wants to spend quality time together, kills boy's night, cries all the time, loves ruffles, and calls her mom 12 times a day.

Hah

Hah!  Odie has been asking around about me and getting mutual friends to invite me out when they go out to the bars.  This again?  I have declined several invitations.  I am not trying to avoid him, I just don't feel like drinking in excess and staying up until 5am.  Blame the weather.  Plus, why he should get to see me without directly inviting me?

Guys: if you want to see a girl, ask her yourself; going through mutual friends is weak.

Facebook

I believe the average Facebook user has a Facebook user life cycle.  I remember when Facebook first came out and was only made available to students or people with a .edu email address; that's when I signed up.  I loved Facebook when it first came out.  I was on all the time reading about what all my "friends" were up to.  I accepted 98% of all invites.  These "friends" were more acquaintances than friends.  I spent over eight hours a day on Facebook (well, it was on in the background).  My usage must have peaked around 2008.  Now, I am bored of Facebook.  I don't care what people are doing, where they are going, what their kids have done, what they ate for lunch, and what they are bitching about; it is mental clutter.  Many of my "friends" do not even have full access to my profile because I don't want them to know who I am related to, what pictures I have posted, what I am thinking about, etc.  I used to log on Facebook all day, now, I can't even look at it for more than three minutes a day even though I have blocked 98% of my "friends" from my news feed.  I would guess the FB life cycle is five years.  Facebook will never go away.  The number of new users is exponentially higher than users that quit.

By the way, Mark Zuckerberg seems like a nice guy.  He is dating someone not very attractive, but brilliant.  He could have any girl he wants.  Does he realize this??

I went on a Facebook tangent because Odie and I are on the same invite for a party.  He is "Attending."  Of course...  Facebook has also been in The Wall Street Journal all week.

Coffee

I met up with a guy (he doesn't even qualify for an alias) for coffee.  I couldn't throw down scalding coffee fast enough.  Oh how I almost forgot this story, probably due to the fact that I was trying to block it out.

First, he wanted me to meet at a time convenient for him.  No.  Second, he wanted me to meet near his office.  No.  We decided we would meet at a time and place that was convenient for both of us.  Okay.  He was late and the agreed coffee shop was very busy (things are not looking to good for him).  We left the first Starbucks and went to another.  While we were walking up the street, a homeless lunged at me and tried to grab my arm.  This guy I was with laughed (things are straight up looking bad for him).

So, we get to the second Starbucks and sit down.  He blatantly checked me out when I took off my coat.  He then whines about how hungry he is (grow a pair and stop your bitching).  He brags about how he just finished his graduate degree...not sure what is worse, where he went to school or the University of Phoenix.  The whole "date?"  15 minutes.  Since this "date" in November, he has called me.  I have no plans to ever see him again.

Happy New Year

Happy New Year!  Yes, it's that time of year...time to reflect and make resolutions.  As much as I talk about wanting to find the right guy, I don't think I really do...not now.  Yes, I know society tells me I should be married with a house in the suburbs, two kids, and two cars.  I have never been one to do what is "normal" and expected of me; why start now? 

People always say you meet the right person when you aren't looking...I've got my blinders on so tight...