An update on the girl with the beer colored eyes...and more tales in the life of a single guy

Posted about 1 year ago

Artist:

Eleni Mandell
Album:

Miracle of Five
Track:
- PLAY
- QUEUE
Girls

SO, last weekend I was on top of my game and drunkenly told some girl that I had met(and subsequently promised my extra Raconteurs ticket to) that I thought her eyes were sort of beer-colored. Smooth, I know. And the fact that said girl still wanted to have ANYTHING to do with me after that debacle should have been my first clue that maybe she wasn't all there. But I am not so smart.So after wowing her with my beer analogy and other worldly charms, we exchanged phone numbers and I told her I would call her the week of the show. I am in no place in my life for a girlfriend or dating...I was looking for someone to go to the show with, and hopefully find a new friend. Well, that was 6 days and about 789 text messages later...all HER texting me...incessant texting. Nonsensical, nonstop, uncalled for texting. Texts like "Hi"..."What are you doing?"...or my personal favorite..."I'm bored"...yeah, I can tell you are bored, thanks for choosing to punish me for it. I have known her a week...not even..she is smothering me! No, really...she is driving me insane. The show is less than two weeks away...my goal is just to survive, make it through the show then change phone numbers.In other news on the social front, I realized yet again that I am in no way ready for real adult relationships or...GASP...marriage! I got a drunk text message from an ex girlfriend, and the only thing I could think was "This means I win!!! She drunk texted me first!"...i don't think ANYONE should get married until AFTER they stop keeping score and treating dating like some sort of sport...the way I do!

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Lyrikhan says haha....well good luck with all that

Permalink posted 05/30/2008
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dachmo says Just remember B, Never get out of the boat!

Permalink posted 05/30/2008
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Petey Lapides says "Friend: A lot can happen in two weeks, particularly with this type. I humbly suggest you get the f**k out of this situation, stat. You've clearly and cleanly explained to us that you don't like the situation; now tell ??her??. You'd thank me later if you knew the trouble I saved you, but you won't know. The need she directs at you has nothing to do with you. You do not want to wake up one day to the realization that you are a prop. As for the second section of your post: 'i don't think ANYONE should get married until AFTER they stop keeping score and treating dating like some sort of sport...the way I do!' - so you say. You speak of a world without egos. There is no such world. Don't be so hard on yourself. You are amused that she played the fool. Go ahead and laugh, or gloat, or glow with satisfaction. You, and I, will play the fool tomorrow. In time we'll laugh at it all." ~ Signed, Dear Petey

Permalink posted 05/30/2008
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carmensandiego says FIRST OFF: you don't have to take that crazy ho to the concert. I know her beer-colored eyes entranced you, but when someone acts this insane it's a deal breaker. You owe her nothing. Good rule of thumb for both sexes: get their number, don't give them yours. That way you control the contact. As for treating dating like a sport, I never thought of it that way but ... I do it, too. I'm almost 28, I guess I should grow up. But that's not happening in the near future.

Permalink posted 05/31/2008
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satisfiedmind2 says I am 33...cheers to never growing up...for better or worse :-)

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jenny says So, beer-colored like a nice IPA or a stout or a (eeww) Pilsner? Girl needs to learn how to preserve her aura of mystery, sounds like.

Permalink posted 05/31/2008
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Bartleby says That song is quite lovely. Never heard of Eleni Mandell before so will investigate further. (Is she on the other M?) I admire your efforts for making new friends. I don't even bother.

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Petey Lapides says I was sitting somewhere yesterday reading a book, and a woman came and sat down next to me, a bit closer than I would have expected. I continued to read, taking in 5 pages or so before she asked me about the book, notebook in hand to take down the titles I've been finding interesting of late. We chatted for about 5 minutes. In the back of my mind, pretty vaguely, was the notion that if I were doing what she was doing I believe I would be in the process of looking for a date. I abruptly walked away, not snubbing her, but just stretching my legs and changing my view; somehow explaining what I was doing did not seem obligatory to me - it even seemed presumptuous to think she'd care one way or another what I was up to. She walked past me minutes later. I tried to catch her eye but she did not look at me. Guess I offended her. On the other hand, I have no way of being sure I'm not delusional about this. ... Thank you for your time.

Permalink posted 05/31/2008
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Sturgell says Wow. I know a girl with beer colored eyes, too. I'm going to comment on 'em and see what she says.

Permalink posted 05/31/2008
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Anna says So a woman is stalking you? Doesn't feel so good, does it! :P "i don't think ANYONE should get married until AFTER they stop keeping score and treating dating like some sort of sport" that's nonsense! That's where the fun is at ;P

Permalink posted 06/01/2008
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satisfiedmind2 says Hahah...yeah, i am the one supposed to be DOING the stalking...being the stalkER is much more fun

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Mike the Knife says All this talk reminds me of my ex, Drinky McLiquor. And yes, that's why it didn't last.

Permalink posted 06/01/2008