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BIG NEWS

 

The cellar room is finally back online.

 

Spent most of the night last night and all day today cleaning and organizing.

 

The Bookshelves are assembled, repaired, and filled. The TV is up and running. My amps are back in place.

 

Whew!

 

I still have a long, long way to go (mostly, the books are on shelves, but not at all organized)... but for now, it's just a relief to have it back and able to use it again after all this time.

 

Pics to follow...

 

Keep working at it tomorrow.

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well the last few days have been absolutely great. as in dramatic!

 

Friday...i am talking to my girlfriend and ask if i should stop by on the way home around 9ish..she said it was cool, then one of my friends calls and wants to go out to a club so i'm like 'ok that'd be fun' so yeah i went out and had a good time (better than usual considering i have a girlfriend now so just relaxing with my homies) anyways...i would've called her but i left my phone out in the car on accident, didn't feel like going back out in the cold and retrieving it (also didn't want to run risk of a drunk dialing episode) so i get home around 3 in the morning, and suddenly i am getting a call and missed picking it up cause cell service blows in northeast pa. so i check the voice mail and she says she wished i would've at least called her and that she's going out with some friends to a valentines day party thing and would be home valentines day night and if i could go over and let the dog out before going to work. so i was like 'ok, that kinda sucks' cause i was wanting to go over in the morning and giver her a card i made out for her (a pic of us both on a photo greeting card with a nice note on the back and a box of chocolates) so i was like whatever and decided to go to bed.

 

around 9am, my mom gets all concerned and **** about me..anyways my mom is all interrogating me and i end up just telling her i lost my virginity. that royally pissed her off...my dad comes downstairs and starts yelling at me...saying that he doesn't think i care about how they feel about me and their advice and i say something like 'i don't really care about your guys feelings, i feel as if i have done nothing wrong, i don't really see the big deal, it's not like anyone is getting killed or dying.' so my mom comes back downstairs and all sad and **** and is like 'do you even think about these things?' and i'm like 'no i just do what i want, it's not like anyone is dying' and i tell her i got pics out in the car, and she goes and gets them and my valentine's day card (not the one i made), and reads the card and looks at the pictures and understands why i would want to go out with her. she calmed down and i was like ok, i finally feel like i matured a little. they just get so pissed when i don't tell them every little detail, cause i tell them pretty much everything that when i am hiding something they think it's like 'OMGGGGGG' well at least they can sort of understand why i was hiding my relationship from them, cause of the age difference i knew they would flip out.

 

ok so i left to go to her place and give her the card and box of chocolates....i decided to call before i went. she picks up "WHAT DO YOU WANT?' i'm like 'are you ok?' she says 'NO.' i'm like 'er...can i come over?' 'YES.' so i go over and give her the card and she reads it and like bawls her eyes out. She thought i went out to a strip club or just decided to ignore her on valentines day, she made up the 'going out with friends' voice mail, she had actually gone out and bought a pack of cigerettes and smoked the pack and threw up twice, then she wrote me a 6 page 'i hate guys like you' letter, threw out a few movies i had over there, dumped my gatorade down the sink, and she bought herself flowers. i explained what happened and she was pretty embarrassed, i begged to read the letter, and it was pretty good, considering i didn't do any of what those guys did. so she's been hurt pretty bad in the past and i've done a damn good job at being the kind of guy she's looking for (without even trying) and she doesn't want to lose me.

 

i had to work later that day, and well i won't go into details about what happened after work. i spent the night. :)

 

my mom called me this morning and left a voice mail apologizing for her outburst and said that her and my dad are supportive of me regardless.

 

anyways. i'm pretty happy right now. and here are some pictures!

 

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ok so i left to go to her place and give her the card and box of chocolates....i decided to call before i went. she picks up "WHAT DO YOU WANT?' i'm like 'are you ok?' she says 'NO.' i'm like 'er...can i come over?' 'YES.' so i go over and give her the card and she reads it and like bawls her eyes out. She thought i went out to a strip club or just decided to ignore her on valentines day, she made up the 'going out with friends' voice mail, she had actually gone out and bought a pack of cigerettes and smoked the pack and threw up twice, then she wrote me a 6 page 'i hate guys like you' letter, threw out a few movies i had over there, dumped my gatorade down the sink, and she bought herself flowers. i explained what happened and she was pretty embarrassed, i begged to read the letter, and it was pretty good, considering i didn't do any of what those guys did. so she's been hurt pretty bad in the past and i've done a damn good job at being the kind of guy she's looking for (without even trying) and she doesn't want to lose me.

 

 

run fo the mutha ****in hills.

 

bish is crazy.

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Unfortunately, I have to agree with the others: that is not exactly ordinary behavior.

 

I don't want to step on your happiness, but everything about that situation is sending up warning flags.

 

Proceed with extreme caution.

 

And if it comes to the day you have to split,.. never, NEVER be the one to break up with her... unless you really like ultra-messy situations and unreal drama.

 

Make her be the one to call it quits first.

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Unlike r15 i have learned to take things slow. Less drama that way. I thought about my Lady friend all weekend, and looked forward to her reply e-mail all day. Just before i left work I checked my E-mail and there it was.

 

No pack of smokes and no trashing my stuff.. *contented sigh*

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Ok, so this is my "4 days late" VD update.....:) We did VD on Friday night.

 

I took off work early Friday, got my woman some flowers ,we went to a place called the Palamino for dinner in the upscale "east side". Then we went and saw Gran Torino. Then it was home for a hot bath and then some ...... :shades2 Sat the kids took us to lunch...They paid (McDonalds) :)we watch Battlestar Gallactica, headed up to the tub again and some more.... :shades2:

 

Nice weekend...

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That's one good lookin' lady, R15! I agree with the others about cautiousness and potential for pent-up insanity, but in the more, uh, whoreish era of my life, I would not have thought twice about making a pass at her.

 

That's also the first time I've seen a chick sport a little salt in the hair and still look good. I hope my wife still looks that good when she's 41.

 

I guess what I'm trying to say without coming right out and saying it, is that if I wasn't married and she wasn't your ladyfriend, I'd throw the beef into her. I say that with all possible respect. :p

 

But seriously, I hope things go well for ya, dude!

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Infatuation is instant desire, one set of glands calling to another.

 

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time.

 

Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager,but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts,unanswered questions, little bits pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.

 

Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you, to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by his/her presence, even when he/she is away. Miles do not separate you. You want him/her near. But near or far, you know he/she is yours and you can wait.

 

Infatuation says,"We must get married right away. I can't risk losing him/her."

 

Love says, "Be patient.He is yours. Plan your future with confidence."

 

Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement.Whenever you are in one another's company you are hoping it will end in intimacy.

 

Love is the maturation of friendship. You must be friends before you can be lovers.

 

Infatuation lacks confidence. When he's away, you wonder if he's cheating.

Sometimes you check.

 

Love means trust. You are calm, secure, and un-threatened. He/she feels your trust and it makes him/her even more trustworthy.

 

Infatuation might lead you to do things you'll regret later, but love never will.

 

Love lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up. It makes you a better person than you were before.

 

took me a long time, but I understand the difference. I might have finally found someone who knows the same. Things are busy for me in the next two weeks, but on the third I am going to ask her out on a date for a nice dinner, and maybe movie or some other activity.

 

I can wait... it is worth it. Not the same I can say for R15. KEEP YOUR PARTY HAT ON!

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Well said, sir...

 

Sadly, I suspect the hard way is the only way one comes to truly comprehend that particular difference. There sure was a hell of a lot of collateral damage created in the course of my lesson in that subject. There's a chapter in my life where I probably fit the description of one of the guys R15's lady mentioned in her hate letter, and I'm just now realizing that I could be directly responsible for some poor woman being labeled as crazy for being worried about crossing paths with someone like me again.

 

It's a chapter full of regrets, and one I'm not proud of... But I met my wife during that chapter, and while it started as infatuation, we tempered it into a love that will get us through anything, as long as we stick together.

 

So who knows... Who are we to cast judgement? With a little time and discretion, maybe they *will* cross that line from "love" to love.

 

Or maybe they won't... I don't know what it is about rye that makes me so sappy, but remind me to hide my fraking laptop next time I break out the Canadian Club.

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Well, like I said: 15, proceed, but with extreme caution.

 

It all might work out for the best, who knows.

 

None of us really know the people involved, so it's impossible to really offer true advice. Just that the situation described warrants care.

 

Dull day at work yesterday. Got home too late to do any more work around the house, though.

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Well, like I said: 15, proceed, but with extreme caution.

 

It all might work out for the best, who knows.

 

None of us really know the people involved, so it's impossible to really offer true advice. Just that the situation described warrants care.

 

true.

 

 

 

 

I've dated an insanely slutty amount of girls/women, as I am sure Nitro has.

 

So we are speaking from experience in situations with women who, after dating a few....ok...40 or so of them....

 

WOmen arent all that different. 90% of women probably fit into 3-5 molds.

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