wildnine00's Journal

Lazy Sunday
Nov 09 2009 01:33

So all day I didn't do anything. I didn't even go to the gym, but not to worry - I made up for that by eating terribly.

I watched the Texans lose a game they had in their hands - twice. I watched some of the Nascar race. Oh yeah, did I mention I like Nascar now? I don't even know how that happened. It's like I slipped on a banana peal and started liking cars driving in circles. Crazy. Anyway, I also read, a lot.

I picked up a couple new books the other day. So now I'm reading three at once. I was just in the mood to read today. I jumped from one to the other. I read over 90 pages in one of the new ones. Pretty good stuff. Cookie cutter pulp fiction Crichton knock-off, but still, entertaining. It's by the guy(s) who wrote The Relic, which I read in junior high I think.

Anyway, I really should have gone on a run today. I can feel my body just aching for it. I'll be sure to have a good one tomorrow to compensate.

I also texted and talked with Rachael a little. She's a cute girl. She's kind of skinny, which I'm not normally that big a fan of, but I'm not that superficial. She's latina, but she doesn't speak any spanish. Oh, btw, Luke is in love with her sister. Too bad she's got a boyfriend. Funny stuff. There's just something that throws me off a little about her. She's not - playful. You know? She's nice enough, but no flirting or anything. Holly was like that too. So was Leslie - which was a major bummer. Seems to be coming up a lot lately now that I think about it. Disturbing trend really. But maybe it's just a symptom of a greater problem. Allow me to explain.

I've been thinking about the girls that I've dated/gone out with/hooked up with/whatever over the past year or so. All of course ended in failure. Let's see: Sara from work, Lindsay, Mary Ann, Sara with no h, Michelle Craig, the three that left me their numbers when I was waiting tables at Carino's: Lacie, Leslie, and Courtney, Danielle, my ex-roommate Nicole (yeah, we ended up you know whatting after all), Meagan, Larissa, the brunette from that one restaurant who's name I cant remember right now oh how terrible, Rachael, and Holly. That's 15 girls in 11 months, and that only counts the ones I at least went on one date with. You can toss in another 10-20 number-givers that I never ended up going out with. So you see it's not like I'm not out there trying. I'm not single because of a lack of effort. It's mostly bad luck I think.

Looking back, I think I spend too much effort on girls that I know there's no future in to begin with. That's my problem. I need to be much more selective in the beginning. That's easier said than done of course. I'm not getting any younger, and most girls my age are taken already. But still, I generally stick to the numbers game - cast a wide net so to speak. I need to change that up, because it's obviously not working.

I really don't know where I was going with all that. It's just been on my mind lately. To be honest, I'm bothered by the fact that I've been trying, but I don't have a gf. I'm wondering if I should pass on Rachael too.

Marcy. That was her name. That one was my fault.