Fuck it. I'm bored, I'll write a field report.
Hmm... Today is friday the 9th....
Monday the um... fuck, the 5th.
Monday, August 5th 2013
I'm on facebook and there's my friend Harold and he says he's drinkin' and I should come over. I say I have to go to a job interview first but whatever I'll be over.
and It's time for my workout: Wearing a weighted vest and going about my daily business.
So.... let's fast forward to the part where I'm at Harolds house IputontheweightedvestwenttoabreweryfilledouttheappandtalkedtothebossitseemedcoolandIwalkedwiththevestontowardsharoldshouseandreallyreallywantedacigaretteandthenchilledatWSUforabitandthen I came up on the street Harold lives on and decided to sprint to his house.
So when I go inside He's talking to some girl who's got a yellow eye and a brown eye. He's introducing me to her and she's saying something and I'm not paying attention I'm taking off my hoodie and taking off my shirt and putting that damned weighted vest on the floor and then putting my shirt back on. When I put the vest on the floor they both pause and ask "What is that?"
and I say "Oh, it's a weighted vest. I was wearing it as a workout, but now I'm too tired to wear it." and Harold says "WOW! you walked all the way from your house to hear wearing that. Jesus, how much does it weigh" and he picks it up and says "You're insane"
And the girl says "You're friends hot, I want to fuck him."
I'm not sure if that's a joke or not so I just grabbed a beer and drank it. I'm playing music in the other room and she's playing with my hair and puts her tits in my face so I get her number first and then say we should go out to her car. But she doesn't feel like it, so we go into a spare bed room and fuck.
And this, my friends, what just happened up there. This is called "getting lucky". It's luck for SO many reasons. And it happens a lot of times, you just gotta know how to be an opportunist and take the opportunities that come your way [which I'm fairly good at]. This is not exactly the same as what PUA's try to teach: To create your own opportunities. PU is all about making a girl hot for you and blah blah blah and then fucking her. This, this that just happened is me running into a girl who's already horny that just happened to think I was hot. So I fucked her.
And after I fucked her she said I was a good fuck and we went in the other room and chilled with Harold and he was like "Hey, can you not fuck all my friends." She laughed and said she likes to fuck and that she wanted to fuck Harold next. And he doesn't seem to get it. She really does want to fuck him. So I try to help her make that happen, but Harold is being a whiney bitch about it.
I mean he's saying he wants to get laid but he's not actually doing it. He's saying he wants to fuck her but it's not going on. I say I'm going to leave for a bit and be back later. When I come back over 2 hours later they still haven't fucked... She's upset a little bit and he's like "why ar eyou back?!" and getting pissed at me. I was kinda told I could spend the night, but whatever.
So I'm like "I'll just take a nap in the other room. Pretend I'm not hear."
She texts me that she's frustrated he wont fuck her. I tell her to say to him "Shut up and fuck me." She does and it doesn't work. She comes out to the bathroom and me and her fuck in the bathroom. I didn't actually want to, I just knew she felt like shit at the time and wanted to have sex. I mean, I didn't even get off.
She goes back in with Harold and still, nothing happens. He says her pussy smells like Tuna and she get's pissed and leaves [and gives me a ride home]. I'm thinking she's going to spend the night.... She doesn't.
Tuesday, August 6th 2013.
I wake up and Harold's talking to me on Facebook saying sorry for him being a dick. I try to tell him that this girl just wants to fuck and not to worry about anything more with her otherwise he'll get hurt. He doesn't seem to get that and wants her to be his girlfriend. But he's saying I should come to the bar and have a drink. I'm all like "sure, why the hell not... oh, cause I'm broke." He says he'll get me a drink and he'll be there at 5.
I say I might show up.
When Randomly Amy tells me she's in Detroit and asks if she can come over. She said she was about to hang out with some dude she'd just met. She asked him if he wanted to hang out with me and her but he said no and it kinda creeped her out and his intentions. Me too.
See, Amy is this girl I'm madly in love with who just wants to be my friend. I used to be really upset about that and blah blah blah. Now I just don't care, she's a really great friend, that I happen to be madly in love with. Key note being the Love part. I sure as hell don't want her in some shady dangerous situation, especially if I can do something about it.
So Amy comes over to my house and we chill out.
I don't go tot he bar with Harold and me and her buy alcohol.... Okay, SHE buys alcohol.
We watch King of the hill and get a little drunk and then go to bed and fall asleep together [I like sleeping with Amy. I just wish there was sex involved.... oh well].
Wednesday, August 7th 2013
I wake up next to this girl with crazy red hair and I'm in a bit of a daze and not sure if I'm still dreaming or not. Then I realize who she is and what just happened. It's Amy, that girl I'm in love with. So, that's cool.
We hang out throughout the day, walking around and stuff. I was kinda bored, but it's whatever. Then at the end of the day we sneak into the pool [since it closes at 11]. Definitely fun, I got to see her in lingerie... sorta. Her underwear were pretty nice and she's kinda hot and we're swimming and... it was fun. I kissed her and gave her a hug and asked her out.
She said no. I kinda expected that. She said that I just slept with some other girl anyway. I laughed and said "that was just fun..." and laughed too and said "I know." Then we went swimming some more and had a race in the pool. I lost, horrible. Jokingly I pretended to be upset about losing and said "You can't beat me in a foot race." She laughed said said she can't, but she can still swim faster than me.
So we sneak out of the pool and go upstairs. After we get out of the elevator I say "Race ya back to my house
" "I'll even give you a head start." She took off running and I ran past her and then turned around and started running backwards [I mean as badly as she beats me in the water, which is pretty bad, she sure can't run for shit].
Then I get to the door and she's stopped running. So we get in the house and she wanted to take a shower. I wanted to too. I decided I'd be polite and let her go first.
After that we get some beers and watch King of the Hill on netflix and cuddle. Then we go to sleep together.
In the morning she buys her bus ticket home and I walk her to the bus stop and give her a hug goodbye.
Thursday, August 8th 2013
So here I am at the bus stop with Amy. We're waiting on her bus and chatting. She goes to get on the bus and I give her a hug goodbye. This girl that I love. Everyone around us seems to think we're dating. Well, she gets on her bus and leaves. I feel like I have a lot of improvement. I'm not so horribly upset this girl I love just wants to be friends. I kinda almost don't care anymore... I mean I didn't feel horrible like I usually do.
As I'm walking away I remember I had a token to ride the people mover. I never rode it before so I figure I'll give it a try. While I'm on it I see some Anime kids riding the bus. They're doing this Anime club meet up thing. I like anime, so, why the hell not I figure. I'm hanging out with them for a bit.
This girl looks like she's 12 but is actually 19 is flirting with me and it's a little weird. Well, everyone there was pretty weird. Two of the guys didn't seem to understand what person space was. Speaking of personal space: I'M A FUCKING INTROVERT TO THE EXTREME!!!!
Introvert: Someone who really doesn't want you to invade their personal fucking space e.g. SPAM, Wolverine, most navy seals, Barry Sanders, etc. etc..
Oh!!! you say that's not the actual definition of an introvert? Well, in general introverts are pretty territorial and don't want their personal space breached. They like their alone time MORE than the next guy. They keep to themselves. It's not to say they aren't social [cause I'm pretty friendly and social]. They just enjoy personal time and alone time more than an extrovert. The Extrovert likes to socialize [most feel energized from socializing often while feeling a little drained from too much alone time. The Introvert is the reverse usually].
Anyway, enough Jungian Typology! I'm introverted and really really don't like people getting in my personal space.
This dude is standing much to close to me and at some weird awkward blind spot and then he pokes me in the stomach. I grab his finger and twist a little bit the way it's not supposed to bend and say "Don't do that again." He doesn't. This girl is talking to me and asks if I'm into Anime. I say I kinda am, but not overly obsessed with it. I mean I like Cowboy bebop and Samaria Champloo and a lot of other anime's but I'm more into Video games than I am into anime.
So she says she plays videogames all the time and she loves to play call of duty [which I actually don't consider a video game. It's pretty depressing when some girl plays CoD and prances around saying she's a "gamer".... CoD is, for the most part, a Simulator more than it is a Game. The only real creativity in CoD seems to be the storyline and the Nazi Zombie mode (which is fun... I guess... just not my thing). Other than that CoD is just a very accurate simulation of modern warfare. And each new installment, much like the Madden franchise, isn't much different from the last installment nor the one before that even. I don't consider it a game that people who play games really play. It's a simulation, like Madden].
I say I don't really care for CoD and the one FPS [first person shooter] I like is KillZone. But in general I like to play games that're creatively designed, like Okami or Zone of the Enders, and that I also like a lot of fighting games but I'm rather picky about which ones because I play them in tournaments sometimes.
She starts bragging about how she plays Mortal Kombat vs DC Universe [is it really needed to add the "universe" when you mention the title of the game. People know what you're talking about when you say MK vs DC]. I think that game is garbage with shitty frame date and the mechanics are pretty horrible too. I played it once and hated it. And she's going on and on and on about this game and how she plays as cat woman. She asks who I play in the game and I say "I don't play MK vs DC, I don't like that game."
Then she, not getting the hint, starts to brag about how she beat the game while I'm thinking . o O (Whoopity fucking doo, you beat a fighting game. That's up there with learning to tie your shoes, and basic arithmetic). You see in the fighting game Genre they AI default setting is generally not a very difficult one.
The reason the Default AI setting's are easy is because they assume the person buying the game is playing the game for the first time and is unfamiliar with the move sets of the character they picked. Also because there's often special endings for each character in the game and a lot of people just want to see all the endings and know the story. So beating the game is generally nothing to brag about. If someone's bragging about beating the game chances are they're not very good at the game in the first place. I mean they're setting the bar pretty low when it comes to things they consider "great accomplishments worth bragging about."
Now me, I'm really not that good at fighting games. I'm not bad either, just not someone who's going to place extremely high in a major tournament [Speaking of things actually worth bragging about, if you were to come within a fairly high rank at any EVO tournament that's quite a feat. Like top 8 within a tournament at EVO is some serious business. Everyone who enters the tournament at EVO probably has no problem beating the game on the harder difficulty. it's just a joke to them, the real challenge is playing again real people, not the computer].
So, this girl is irritating, but I just listen to her and figure I shouldn't put her down. She's not being mean, just really annoying. She's telling about some fan fiction she's writing [another thing I think is pretty fucking lame... Mostly cause most fan fiction writers can't come up with original Ideas and often fan fiction is extremely out of character with the characters they have. I mean, I like comic books and technically it's the same concept. Bob Kane comes up with this really great idea and writes about "the SPAM" and years later a fan of "the SPAM" is paid by DC comics to write a very amazing story called "SPAM Year one" and goes on to write other great stories like "Return of the dark Knight" and last time I checked Frank Miller isn't Bob Kane. So I can't really knock the Fan Fiction thing too hard when I'm basically reading fan fiction anyway.]. As she's explaining the concepts of her story I'm getting bored.
I've heard it before, it's nothing that stands out. Then she mentions how the characters interact with her character and I've heard this one before as well. It's a concept where the writer lives out their fantasies vicariously within their writings. At this point I'm thinking of Psychology and how almost everyone there is like an open book and extremely transparent.
Most are pretty insecure and broken to some extent and I'm starting to feel bad for these people a little bit. Still I"m trying not to judge and doing my best to be polite.
At some point I go home to grab a costume I made based off a video game character and this Turtle shell [from mario bro's ] that makes sound effects from the game. it's a plush turtle shell, thus you can throw it at people with little to no remorse. I walked to my house and this guy followed me and was talking to me telling me about how some girl had hit him and he's not really sure what you're supposed to do in that situation. I said it's a stupid situation and I just try to never enter that situation cause people are stupid and say it's perfectly fine for a girl to hit a man but not the other way around.
While we're walking back he's telling me how he's a sniper trainer [which I don't actually believe, but I get it... so I ask a few questions. Not the ones you ask to prove someone's lying but the ones you ask to show you have an interest in what they're talking about and most likely believe them. You know, the sorta questions you ask so that someone feels like what they have to say is interesting and cool].
I ask if you and instrument to measure the wind or if you have to so it by site. Then restate by saying "How to you figure out where to adjust your shot based on the wind." And he says that if you look down a mile stretch you'll see 3 currents of wind blowing in 3 slightly different or sometimes extremely different directions and you need to kinda just guess based on what you're seeing. I still don't believe him, but I ask a few more questions, like "if you're cross dominate how should you shoot a rifle?" But I clarify is a little, in case he really is just bullshitting me, and explain what cross dominate means in my next statement and say "I have better vision in my left eye but I'm right handed so how should I hold a rifle." and he responds with the correct answer [I'm asking a few questions I know the answer too, some I don't. Really I don't even feel like talking, but he seems like he feels like chatting and seems to feel a little down about himself it seems. So I guess I can just keep asking these questions and inflating him up a little bit, seemed like he needed it].
So we get back and find the group.
I throw the turtle shell and it makes the "1-UP" sound effect from Mario bro.s as it lands. and they wonder where it came from and I come back down to pick it up.
Now, earlier, there was some girl who had a lease on and said she's a Masochist and all that [I'm so not into that concept.... pretty stupid to me and it's generally because someone has had trauma in their past that they're like that, but I'm not about to get into that]. At the moment I think I'm standing behind her... or maybe someone else, I don't know whom.
This nerdy dude gets in my face and says "If you stand behind my master I'll fucking kill you." Not only was that vague [I mean, seriously I don't know what sorta sexual fantasies this jackass has going on or what the fuck he's talking about, he's not that important and I'm not paying attention to this little shit] but it came out of left field and he threatened me. I tell him "I don't know who the fuck you. Back the fuck off and get the fuck out of my face if you're going to talk to me like that." In a calm and cold tone. And he start to say something else but someone's got my turtle shell and I want it back and she's walking away with it so I go and get my shell back.
Now we're playing catch with the shell and they're taking pictures and stuff. It's kinda fun, though they're all a little dorky and weird... I mean I used to think I was fucking weird... but this is pretty weird. Shit head has my turtle shell and I walk up to him and coldly say "I didn't say you could touch my shell." and take it from him and continue to play happily with everyone else.
So he's loudly talking about fighting techniques [that might work in theory if you have lightning fast reflexes. But most are impractical (hence you never see them done in boxing, mma, or any kind of fight in general)] And he's bragging about these techniques and then the dude I walked to my house with keeps wanting to spar with me. I really don't want to cause I don't think he takes sparring that seriously and that he's not going to learn from it cause he's just having fun and that it wont benefit me. I'm not meaning to be a snob, but that's just not why I spar. I spar to practice so that when I real fight happens I'll be ready. I don't spar just for fun.
And dip shit gets in my face to tell me something. Well he tries, he comes pretty close to my person bubble and give him a slight, but hard enough, punch to the solar plexus [sorta like a warning shot] to let him know I don't want him in my space, he's not fucking welcome. I just hit him hard enough to knock the wind out of him, then I pushed him away while he was out of breath. I don't know what the fuck he was about to try and tell me, but he was walking up on me like he was about to start problems.
For the remainder of the night he didn't bother me or play with my turtle shell.
Then they all left and I went home.
and The two color eyes girl I fucked on Monday was talking to me and saying that Harold is Jealous of me. I said I don't fucking care and if she wants to come over and fuck and play video games that's fun. She mentioned Harold again and I said, it's cool and all and I get it. He's just pretty upset and thinks I"m always getting laid when I'm really not getting laid all the time. I'm just not loudly talking about how nice girls tits are and then walking over to the girl who obviously heard me and shamelessly desperately flirting with them and getting shut down. I"m just being me and sometimes it works out. Sometimes it doesn't.
She said she definitely wants to fuck me again but doesn't know when she can. I said it's not a big deal.
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