Yum yum ugly sex.
Does anyone else give out their number in clubs and forget who they gave it to? Or have trouble matching names and faces after a night out?
For a tragic story of misinformed identity read on.
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Is it immoral to meet someone for a drink if you can't remember what they look like? Then proceed to get drunk with them, despite having no attraction, just a vague recollection of pulling them at a club? She said she was a brunette by txt, so I naturally think it's the cute long haired girl I chatted to for ages by the main room dance floor a 'Panic!'. But no she turns out to be the kooky emo I randomly pulled without saying a word to, but my number, on the 5th floor. She seemed nice enough and we had allot to talk about music and film wise so the drinking partnership was welcome, but I got a bit too drunk and she followed me home. I say followed, she didn't stalk me. I said I was going home and what a fun evening it had been, she walked with me. It was only by the time I had got home with her still by side I realised I hadn't technically invited her, but hadn't said no either... Too drunk and now it was too late.
She had a cute body and the sex was fun, I think, but man I did not fancy her at all. I'm not going to be a total ass and harshly describe her on SG (anyone interested can ask in person, lol), but I've got to learn to be less of a 'nice guy'. I have that oh so very common problem of being unable to say no to any female, despite being really particular about my women. Now she probably thinks there's more to it and if I ignore her, I'll feel like a sexist asshole. Most of the time 'nice guy' behavior gets you into lots of 'bad boy' type situations, see the Chandler dates Rachel's boss episode of Friends.
Am I a bad person? How do I get out of this situation?
Thankfully I have Glasto all next week and I'm hella busy this week so I've go some down time.
In other news, here's some pics of a day in the life of me:
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Studio Blue/The Claptones/Tai Pan/Whatever the fuck we're going to end up calling ourselves.
Alex - Guitar/Vox, Rich - Guitar/Main Vox, Greg - Drums/Vox, ME! - Bass/Keyboards/Programming and Sampling
Post 'Panic!' door sitting. The guys' house has limited seating and on new years I discovered how comfy the top of the door was. Now whenever I'm totally fukd (free the united kingdom from drugs) I tend to sit there, I like being high when I'm high anywho, plus photos from up there looking down are cool.
And finally, a product I found in our local 'whole foods' shop...
I think it describes me fairly well...... well, fairly badly to be honest.
ill do my best to remember it all!
im not suprised you can rememebr the details from that day....at 15 thats a tough thing to have to deal with witnessing. i once saw a little boy get run over....it still pops up in my mind when im in the area it happend. same thing tho......so much blood. it was insane.
okies first of....what a knobhead he is.....asking people if they want pics taken with him...what a twatty knacker! did u ever see their show? he was in a fight every 2 mins!
now then....about your situ with the girl. nah...you aint a bad guy. nice guys finish last...tis true. i havnt been in that sort of situation myself but its easy to imagine how easily it could be done.....doesnt make u an ass. if you were you wouldnt be thinking about it the way you are....youre whole point of view would be more harsh if u know what i mean.
lastly.....on top of a door!!! thats just cool. full stop.