A little time to dr/th ink

Saturday, July 8th, 2006 | Life

So got done with work tonight and went straight out to a bar with Rob to watch Ultimate Fighting Championship. Ate a fairly decent burger and had some decent beer, while watching some guys kick the shit out of each other. When that got done I was just going to drop Rob off at his place and go home, but there was a hot girl sitting on the tree swing in the front yeard and a party going on inside so I decided to stay.

I said hi to the hot girl and went in and got some Mead to drink and then, strangely without any hesitation went directly back outside to talk to the girl on the swing. Of course she had moved to sitting on the back of her car so I went over and joined her. I don’t know what I said at all at this point but it was good stuff because she kept laughing/smiling and I kept talking.

She wanted to go back to join the party, so I helped her down went inside to get some more liquid fun. She went out back to the party and I followed her out with more Mead. Of course she had gone next to this big guy with a bunch of tatoos named Mark, who was apparantly her boyfriend since she came with him and started making out with him on and off after I came out. Ok that kind of sucked, but tonight I was unphased. So I started talking to everybody else at this party, and was soon entertaining another girl my same age, as well as faking sign language to some friends of Peg’s that had showed up. Well I was kind of translating to other people, but honestly I don’t know how much of my translation was accurate, and how much was mst3k’d.

The end of the night everybody had left except me and the woman I was entertaining so I asked her out and was told that she was dating somebody. Unphased (and cocky) again, I said “he couldn’t possibly be as cool as me though?”. She said, “Well I don’t know yet”, and was then informed that I should come to Joel’s (rob’s roommate that threw party) Wednesday night poker games. It wasn’t really a date offer, but kind of an open-ended opportunity.

See, It was weird. I may not have won some grand prize or anything this night, but I had NO FEAR at all. I didn’t feel rejection when the first hot chick I was talking to started to make out with some other guy, and wasn’t upset by the other one when she said she was seeing somebody else.

This is how life should always work. I don’t know what it was working for me tonight, but it was certainly more fun this way. Now, don’t get me wrong. The experience of this night does not really help that much with talking to girls at bars, but for other smaller group events I think it’s great. The only time I can remember having this same experience was at a friends wedding once when I just had no concept at all of anything except lust. That night I totally ignored the fact that one girl came with a guy (who wanted her) AND had a boyfriend that wasn’t with her, who wasn’t a bad guy.

It’s weird, most nights when I drink I just just get dizzy or tired, but on some nights, I just feel no shame or any other weak feelings. Life on this type of emotions all the time would be a total rush.

               

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