Dreaming of the Life

Tonight did not go as planned. A rather boorish girl begged to hang out with me tonight. After running out of excuses, I agreed to meet her somewhere, assuming that it would be easy to slip out and get home. After all, I had to be up at seven in the morning to go to work and needed some sleep. When I went to meet her, she said that we could not hang out there and had to leave. Being a Sunday night, the options were hanging out in my car or at my house. I was starting to feel a setup coming on.

As I was dreading the thought of attempting to carry on a discussion with this girl, I offered to put on a movie. Bad move. She has the attention span of a two year old. After burping extremely loudly several times, she tried to engage in a wrestling match. She then proceeded to bounce around on the couch and play with the toys belonging to my toddler niece. While I wanted to do nothing more than get her to leave so that I could get some sleep, she refused to go. When I finally handed her shoes and coat to her, saying that she needed to leave within the next few minutes, she tried to kiss me. Some people just refuse to back down. She said that she wanted me to sleep with her, but that it would have to wait until next weekend, as she was on her period. I had better find somewhere to hide next weekend. Having gone far beyond flattering, her tenacity is venturing into stalker-like behavior.

I need a decent girl so that I can ward off these crazy girls with the ever effective “You are very nice, but I have a girlfriend” line. Well, for that and to stay my loneliness. I have, as of late, been a magnet for girls of inferior quality. They either lack class, beauty, or brains. Sometimes even a combination or all three of these important qualities. My last relationship was far from perfect, but almost anything is better than this crap. The few girls of acceptable quality whom I have come across tend to have outside issues that keep us from being able to have any kind of a normal relationship. I cannot wait to move. Starting fresh in a new city – new job, new apartment, and new girls. I’m dreaming of the life, when I know that I could be living the dream.