Telephone in my bosom,,,get it? Very unusual in 1969, common enough now?
Happy
new Phone Day to Me
I got
some stuff done early in the morning, loaded up my crappy LG840G which actually
does everything I mant and only cost 39.99 at Wal-Mart. Net 10 baby! Nobody
ever calls me anyway, I just listen to my music when I’m out. Nigerian Princess
tells me she needs 230 to get her phone over there. I told her she needs a
different kind of man to give her that. I’m guessing the service plan costs a
lot for her over in Lagos.
On
the zoosk front it is definitely all quiet. Like 200 women have taken a peek at
my equation, but nothings perking yet on my end. There are many interesting
women looking in Austin, but that’s too far to go, and besides I always meet a
lot of girls when I go there, but they are kind of uptight for the most part.
The only magic in that town; they fold and stick in their purses. They have
some ways to throw coins and gifts in the mix to increase my visibility but I
guess I will die alone before I stoop to that, and I don’t know why.
I give
the impression of being cheap, indeed impoverished, but that’s been my vow for
a long time. I am confident that my radical, unconventional perception of the
concept is at last my key to the turnaround. This, the one thing I cannot do
for myself and fatally need a woman to turn up for me. I can turn on creativity
and catch it in a pan by dozens of process’; but I cannot light the burner, and
I can’t be comfortable asking her to do that for me, even when I see it is mine
for the asking. It feels false and weak to me, I don’t know exactly why. Lovers
are so easy compared to propositioning an agent aspect of the woman I am
looking at.
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