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The beach nearby is no great shakes. Half the time it's closed due to raw sewage pollution. Yeah.

The rest of the time it seems like a hangout for biker gangs.

 

But as long as you don't want to do anything in the water, it's OK. It makes a nice walk, as it's about 3 miles round-trip, and about 3 miles from my house.

 

There are a lot of great beaches around here... but I'd have to do a fair bit of travelling to get to any of them.

 

 

Most of my beach-time this year will undoubtedly occur when I'm visiting my dad in Florida.

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The beach nearby is no great shakes. Half the time it's closed due to raw sewage pollution. Yeah.

The rest of the time it seems like a hangout for biker gangs.

 

But as long as you don't want to do anything in the water, it's OK. It makes a nice walk, as it's about 3 miles round-trip, and about 3 miles from my house.

 

There are a lot of great beaches around here... but I'd have to do a fair bit of travelling to get to any of them.

 

 

Most of my beach-time this year will undoubtedly occur when I'm visiting my dad in Florida.

 

Hm. Sorry your beach sucks so much. The water closest to me isn't so hot either. I could drive to the inner harbor in Baltimore in no time, and I don't know if there actually is raw sewage there, but it sure smells like it half the time.

 

When I lived in Virginia Beach, I was about 20 minutes from the nice beach there. That was great.

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Yeah, I know what you mean... I grew up in Plymouth, MA. which had great beaches, and was only minutes from Cape Cod.

 

You learn to take them for granted, until you move away to somewhere not as nice.

 

But the trade-off is that if I lived there, my commute into the city and back everyday would be far longer, and far, FAR more miserable than it already is.

 

The Harbor water is much cleaner than it was even a few years ago, and a world away from what it was like when I was a kid. But still,.. I really don't think that I'll ever swim in it.

 

It doesn't smell (anymore) but some of the local news reports broadcast the "fecal coliform" numbers everyday for local beaches, and often recommend staying out of the water when it gets beyond a certain level.

 

I did notice a lot of really large water birds (cranes or egrets probably) in the grassy, salt marsh areas around the beach the other day. I've never seen them there before in my life. I guess that's a good sign.

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Yeah I thought I did too. Evidentally I didn't.

 

Around 5:30, I went over and asked her if I could talk to her when she got back from the laundromat. I decided to tell her what I wanted to talk to her about, which actually was the one question I had. She told me some stuff for her German class had come up and she needed to do that tonight with her group. She seemed a little...off and my paranoia gears went into action telling me she was trying to get out of it. I told her that was good for me too because something cropped up for my Italian class, which was really just me trying to cover that I was pretty disappointed. I suggested tomorrow night instead and she said "ok" or osmething. I don't remember.

 

Hours later, I remembered tomorrow I won't have my car though. I guess I'll have to track her down in the morning and see if we're still on. If she comes up with something else, i'm going to start to get pretty upset.

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Hmmm.... bummer.

 

Something like that happened to me once, except she never bothered to tell me beforehand that something had come up, so I was left waiting in a dorm lobby for her for about half an hour before I just gave up and left, and didn't bother to try to make a second date.

 

I think lucked out though... a couple of weeks later I was talking about the situation to a former roommate of hers who just went off for a couple of hours about what a whacko she was (just in general, as well as being heavy into Wicca and the occult...)

 

I got a taste of this about a year after that when I guess she stumbled across my number again and called me at about 3:00 am on a weeknight. At first she didn't even know who I was... then the conversation that follwed was one of the most surreal experiences of my entire life, and pretty much confirmed everything her ex-roomie had confessed to me.

 

That was a bullet dodged!

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I guess now isn't a good time to mention that my date went pretty well.

 

Also, Wedding Crashers is a good movie, and I don't hate Owen Wilson anymore... He finally proved he can play a character that isn't a total dumbass.

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Events occured that led me to believe it all collapsed and I was pretty upset about the entire affair. No details will be provided. So I just left the house to get away and started calling people. No one would answer their phones though and I really needed to talk to someone. By some miracle, one of my friends who never answers her phone picked up. I'll call it a miracle because she never answers her phone and I've seen her exactly once since last August.

 

She was in her office on campus, so I wandered on up there. She's known me longer than anyone else outside my family. I''m pretty sure we met in second grade. In like 1988. Aside from my one year at Penn State Erie and her year at Penn State New Kensington (Pittsburgh), we went to the same elementary school, high school, community college, and real deal university. She knows me pretty good after all that, so she was able to deal with me and my crap from years of experience (mainly from the near decade of dealings with She Who Shall Remain Nameless. You know who I'm talking about.).

 

It was good to get everything out, including some stuff that I hadn't really spoken to people about before. She advised and listened and it was very calming. I have a better state of mind now and have assembled a plan of action for one last attempt at this before I give up once and for all.

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Nute, a piece of advice. You sound like a very intense sort of guy who feels things deeply and thinks hard about things. Very indicative of what is known as a melancholic temperament. You need to be a bit more aloof and not act as if you care so much. Put on an exterior shell that makes you at least look like you can handle rejection and it isn't going to make or break you if you ask a girl out and she says no. Fool yourself into believing you don't care. Act like you don't care as much as you do. Believe me, that works better on women than acting like you care too much right off the bat. In fact, that approach tends to scare them off quicker than if you had spinach stuck in your teeth.

 

In case you haven't learned, dating is a game. There are no ways around it unless you happen to find some girl who absolutely agrees with you 100% and already knows you. If you met a girl who asked you out and acted as if this one date was THE date that would be the gateway to lots more dates and possibly marriage and kids and omg i love this guy so much, you would be freaked out too and avoid her. It is human nature these days. Play it cool, go easy on her, wait a couple days before you try again and make it something more simple like coffee or a sammich. Dinner is a bit much for a first date sometimes.

 

I want you to succeed, Nute. I'm rooting for you, but you need to be more careful.

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I don't think dating is a game, nor do I think you should ever have to act a certain way or pretend to be a certain way. You have to be yourself or you'll just run into problems later. Ike is right, though - you definately need to ease back on the throttle a little. But instead of acting that way, I suggesting actually trying to be that way. And forget about dating until you get it straightened out.

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My theory of dating is to just treat the first couple of dates like a night out with a friend, and avoid traditional date-type stuff like movies or dinner... If you've got a poolhall that's actually a respectable place, go shoot a little pool. It's usually a pretty relaxed atmosphere, and conversation seems to flow a little better then other settings.

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i don't think someone shouldn't be themselves, but when being utterly truly ALL of yourself scares people, then you need to back off a bit. And if who you are is someone that gets depressed and their world is shattered if a girl doesn't want to go on a date, then you need to develop a thick skin if you don't want to pretend like you have one.

 

believe me, I am against the idea of dating being a game as much as the next man. I have posted long treatises about this on other message boards. But the fact is that dating is a game, a kind of mating ritual. Despite what your opinion is about it, there is always that other person who may like the chase.

 

Dinner isn't the best choice because both of you are basically stuck until you're done eating. Once you've ordered, you're stuck there. Coffee or something is a good first date. A movie is not because you can't talk.

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Sitting there drinking coffee isn't reallly that different than sitting there drinking, well, anything. And I've already that with her upwards of a dozen times, just not some place a mile away. We sit outside talking all the time. Sometimes its just her and I, sometimes her roommate is there, sometimes some other neighbors are there.

 

Three things matter in central PA. Alcohol, football, and food. In that order. If you're going some place with anyone for any reason, you're eating something.

 

In the fall, you're doing all three at once.

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Steelers!? Even if I was somehow handed tickets from God himself, I wouldn't be able to. And that's about the only way to get them these, well, its always been that way. You quite literally have to be born into them.

 

Seriously, I think if I got on the waiting list now, I'd get tickets in like 2030.

 

Plus its like a four hour drive to a game from here.

 

And she hates pro football.

 

Its all about the college football here, with our 107,000+ seat stadium. Second largest in the country, by less than three hundred seats. But we couldn't go to a game together anyhow. I have my season tickets already, but she...doesn't. Why? Because she doesn't go to the games as a spectator. Its work for her. She does camera work during the games.

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walmart's cutting my hours. f...it all. i don't care, gonna get second job at pizza hut (they hiring in a month cause they remodling) uhm..so yeah. working mornings and evenings. they can both cut my hours to 20 each and i'll still be kickin. moving stuff in apartment on saturday and sunday, moving in on the 1st!!!

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The bastards!

 

Me and Mr. Louisville here may have to pay those boys a visit...

 

 

 

 

In other news, my new power supply finally shipped today, and not a moment too soon... The PSU I've got now sounds like someone stuck a baseball card in the fan, and I underestimated just how much the built-in LED's would illuminate my room at night. I suspect the bearings (or an unexpected lack thereof) in the PSU's exhaust fan are causing the noise, but I don't have the time or inclination right now to take my PSU apart and replace the fan, so I just ordered a new one.

 

I can't wait... It'll be nice to be able to go to bed without Mickey Mantle's rookie card keeping me awake for an extra 2 hours. :rolleyes:

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