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I know what I can smell like after only one day of skipping a bath. It's never too late for a daily shower, even in winter. Unless I`ve been working out doors, gardening, home improvement, manual labor kinda stuff, chances are I am not going to be anywhere but a hardware store or a fast food joint for lunch between breaks.
You choke the chicken before any big date, don't you? Tell me you spank the monkey before any big date. Oh my God, he doesn't flog the dolphin before a big date. Are you crazy? That's like going out there with a loaded gun! Of course that's why you're nervous. Oh my dear friend, please sit, please. Look, um, after you've had sex with a girl, and you're lying in bed with her, are you nervous? No, you're not, why?
Maybe some people are okay with bathing 3 or 4 times per week. I know my grandparents were like that back in Mexico. Here in Los Angeles though, I don't want to give out bad 'stinky' vibes if an attractive woman is encountered. And yet, over time, I seem to have developed an anti-social skill of not attracting conversation. It's hard too, whenever an attractive thing passes by but I have no one-liners anyway. So, as they say, what to for?
I go an entire day without a single word to another human other than whatever may be necessary during a monetary transaction. 'Do you take apple pay?' and that`s it. I go home with my newly purchased items, food, etc. and I wonder if the attractive sex bomb I saw might have a dull personality. Maybe she doesn't even drink. Doesn't smoke. God forbid she's vegan. So no harm done, my ego is still in place. I could still conjure up something to converse about if this bombshell turned out to be a Goddess with a beautiful body, a beautiful face, an appealing personality, etc.
I spend my time trying to understand, if women are just like men in their desires, how could they pull off disinterest when they finally do see somebody out in the open they might find attractive. Well, it doesn't happen often, but sometimes I receive compliments. I like your shirt, I like your fashion style, etc. Usually it's something I may hear in the course of a person's daily harangue to dispel any negativity lingering under their skin during the course of work. I never know what to say back.
Thank you? Of course, I`ve tried that before and it leaves a bad aftertaste in my mouth. What I should`ve done was return the compliment. So there I am, walking back to my car with a bucket of fried chicken when I hear a blond attractive looking woman from her car yell out in my direction 'You look cute!' My usual composure takes a moment to grasp things, but finally I yell back 'you look cute too!' Oh my god, doesn't matter that we're about 10 yards away from each other. Does my breath smell? There's that aftertaste again.
What should've happened was, I casually walk closer to her car and offer to swap numbers, or meet for a casual date, or something but not you look cute too. You look cute too is not the same compliment as I like your shirt or I like your tattoo. That, right there is textbook being hit on by a woman. What's wrong with me?
For what it's worth, if I happen to be running on empty as a result of taking the stress release advice from Dom in the movie quote above in There's something about Mary, why would I even encourage flirtatious behavior? Have I been doing that every time I step out? I have heard it is unhealthy to never seek release, so if I waited until I found a compatible partner to share the experience, no doubt I would probably be dead by now.
So yes, I admit, I watch porn from time to time. You can ask my doctor about morality. Right now I am concerned that I`ve gotten so good at not giving a shit about finding compatible partners that people of the opposite sex have started to show interest in me. My gut tells me to complete the connection, but my heart is saying be bold, be yourself, if there's any truth about what you've said and not giving a shit anymore, then for sure whatever comes out of your mouth is going to turn that woman off.
Maybe it`s just having been out of the game for as long as I`ve been (missing out.) On the one hand, trying to accept the fact that women hit on men they think are cute from the security of their automobile says what? Are they stalking me? Do they not want to commit? Then there's the passenger in the car. another female. Her mom? An older acquaintence? What`re the chances the older woman casually expressed to her friend her attraction to me, and her friend conveyed the info verbatim by blurting it out her window? I dunno. It is odd. It is even more odd that anyone should be as lonely as I have been over the years and, the fact that it only seems downhill from here on forward doesn`t show any promise for a last ditch effort to find a girlfriend before kick-off.
Anyway, Annie? are you hearing this?
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