Yo yo yo.

It’s a little late but happy 2008. It’s actually MLK today and my office is open, but all of our clients are off. Pretty lame isn’t it. It is a perfect waste of a national holiday. I don’t even have any actual work to keep me busy. Anyways, I spent most of the day putzing around accomplishing a modicum of work. After exhausting all the usual work avoidance activities, like email, Facebook, IM, and MySpace, I figured I hadn’t blessed the world with a blog entry in sometime so now seemed to be a better time than any.

So it has been over two months since I last wrote about life, dating, or both. I want to say a lot has happened since then. Well maybe not a lot but a decent amount of dating activity. There was a point in November\Decemberish when I had four ladies in my rotation, two of which I was pursuing, and the other two of which were more late stage hookup buddies. Oddly enough, Yoga girl is still around. We do a hang and bang about once a month. It’s convenient and friendly. I also revisited the one-night-stand-mismatched boob girl. Well needless to say she has two boobs which I am sure are fake. I guess I was just really blacked out that night, and my recollection was hazy at best. At any rate, we have a couple of rendezvous in the past month or so. These are late night drunken booty calls that are actually kind of fun, though I would never take the girl seriously under other conditions.

At this point four is still the magic number but I have dropped to new ones, and added two more. Sad to say, Fraternity girl is a goner. We went on about three dates, and I enjoyed her company but she had some “shit going on,” and “wasn’t into dating.” Fair enough, that’s a nice enough way to halt things. While I was sad to see her go I kept busy with the Teacher girl, who is now also a relic of the past. We went on many dates, and even slept together once. I think she really wanted to be in a relationship, as she wanted me to meet her sister and her sister’s boyfriend so I got dragged into a pretty awkward night out with them, but she finally gave it up then. Two words. Wide Vagina!

Anyways, she went away over the holidays and I took her out once after. We went to dinner and movie on New Years Day. We get back to my place and the roommate conveniently is leaving, so naturally I try to initiate the sex act. She stops me and gives me this whole song and dance, that if she gets naked, has sex, and puts her clothes back on and goes home, that she feels like a hooker. Well, you could imagine what was going through my mind: “But I took you to the movies!”, “Hookers usually get paid.” or “How bout a blowjob?” I was cordial though, and told her she shouldn’t feel that way but I wasn’t going to debate with her.

She left shortly, thereafter and I haven’t called her since. The next morning she texted me, asking for my email. I was hoping it would be a break-up type email but her sister emailed me about her pending birthday party. There was no way I was going to be paraded around as her boy toy, after she withheld the New Years Day goods!! I waited til the night of the party and texted her that I was tired but she could come by later!!! She returned the invitation back to her place (in Washington Heights), and there was no way that was happening so that’s all she wrote. Goodbye Teacher girl and your wide ass vagina!


On to newer business, there was one forgotten vestige of my match.com experiment that resurfaced. There was this one girl I had played email tag with for months. We finally talked and went out in late December. She was a tall brunette Russian jew from LA. She seemed nice enough but on our date she didn’t drink because she was not feeling well, and the next day she was departing for her vacation to Argentina. We have been playing the same game of email and phone tag to get that second date going. At this point, I am a little disenchanted with her because she a low phone talker. It annoys me to no end speaking to a poor phone conversationalist, or low talker, or quiet shy, whatever the fuck her problem is. When I hear silence on the line, I feel compelled to fill it with nonsensical rambling so on the flip side this girl probably feels the same way that I am a royal jackass. Anyways to make matters worse, I smoked some weed before our last call, and was a complete idiot. Weed makes me think a mile a minute but nothing comes out but “Uhhhh… Yeahhhh!” Needless to say we had a date planned but she cancelled. I plan to give it a fair shot, and crash and burn it to the ground if need be!! I will keep yous posted.

And on to the newest and probably most interesting development. Right around the New Year, my mom was in a department store out in Long Island, and she had some LI Jewish Mother connection with another woman. My sister who was there said the other women took it up a notch, and gave her daughters phone number to my mom. Okay, sounds a little strange but the plot thickens. As it turns, the daughter and the brother went to Cornell, and I definitely knew the brother. The girls name, I won’t mention just yet, drew a complete blank. At any rate, as usual when I get a number from the folks, it lingers a while before I call, if at all. Mom had to harass me for two weeks on this one.

I did a little research on my end, which I think is normal now, but still makes me feel a little weird. I ran her through Facebook, MySpace, and Google. I found some interesting factoids, and a couple of pictures, still couldn’t remember her. Then it got a little stranger. Last week, I went to my roommates new bands show, and I recognized her face in the crowd from my research. She looked pretty decent, and I think we even made some brief eye contact. Well I was flying solo and she was rolling deep, I was also tired and sober at that point, so I chickened out on going over to say hi. How would I explain the whole situation anyways? Maybe at a later point I will tell her about that.

So finally, after putting it off or another week or so I called. We exchanged a few voicemails but eventually got on the phone together. We talked for awhile about this and that, Cornell, work, life after college, etc. As it turns out we had quite a bit in common; sense of adventure, entrepreneurial nature, life of the party, party like a rockstar, and so on. After a while, I let it slip that not too many people knew me by my real name in college, and that I was the infamous INSERT FAMOUS CHARACTERS NICKNAME HERE (don't want anyone googling me and finding this shit!). In an instant, she knew who I was, and that in fact we had met before through some mutual friends. After thinking about it some, I remember her name but not the face. I actually sold her some shrooms back in the day. Ha! She also recognized me from the show and said she was going to come over and say hi but didn’t. I guess I should have a called a week earlier!

Anyways we made plans to meet for a drink and that should happen this week. I checked with a couple of mutual friends, and she was pre-approved by both so I am actually a little bit excited about this one. As always, don’t want to be to fired up about any one date, but I have a good feeling about this one. Should have an update on this soon…


Peace,
Z