Friday, January 8, 2010

Cake

It has been an interesting week. I think I fucked up the Mira situation, but my little French-Canadian minx is still in the picture and I may get together with her in the coming weeks.

I admit it, it's my fault, I was a total retard with Mira. It was a combination of text message and Facebook etiquette breaches. I was trying to be all hip, and came off looking like a moron, or worse, a stalker. What happened was Mira was texting me like a mad-woman, and my phone doesn't have a full keyboard. If I want to "hello", I have to pres: 4433555555666. So I asked Mira if she was on Facebook, and to friend me. I won't go into the gory details, but I sensed she was hesitant and I pressed the issue a little. She ended up friending me, but with limited access to her page, which I am told is bad news. My last contact with her was asking her if she wanted to meet up in NYC for drinks one night, and I haven't heard back from her since. I've consulted with an expert and she is formulating a witty retort that will assuage Mira's fears that I am storing corpses in the trunk of my car. NN The Idiot Boy strikes again, folks.

Conversely, things are going great with Blue (and yes, we're FB friends). Go figure. She invited me to go skiing with her, her sister, and her sister's boyfriend somewhere on Northern Canada, probably on the arctic ring. Damn Canadians are immune to the cold. With the image of her giving me morning head ingrained in my mind, how can I say no?

Bear invited me over tonight. Her text was cryptic, something about her not being able to safely transport a cake, can I meet her at her place at 9? If something/someone jumps out of a cake, and I shoot it, it's not my fault goddamnit.

Here's my plan with Bear. I'm going to get really freaky with her, suggestions are welcome. First order of business is a threesome. She mentioned a while ago that she wanted to have one, and we briefly discussed it. I asked her if she had anyone particular in mind for the third, and she said "anonymous". Her friends aren't great looking except for this one hot Asian girl. She is crazy, and would probably have been up for it, but she was living with her boyfriend at the time. They broke up this summer, so I think I'm going to see what Bear thinks about the idea. What's the worst thing that can happen, she slaps me and says she never wants to see me again? I simply don't know how threesomes take place, it's like quantum physics to me.

2 comments:

  1. you gotta learn t9. texting is the primary form of communication for crazy girls. I would know.

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