New post time!
My heart's not really in to this post, I don't expect it to be as interesting as my last couple. I just need to rant.
So mystery girl is slowly revealing herself to me. We are remarkably similar in just about every way. I want to call her a female me.... You know? Times like this I have to believe in fate, or karma, or just some douchebag of a supernatural force influencing my life.
This whole experience goes against probability it's self.
I meet the girl of my dreams. A girl who would be my best friend, and possibly even my girlfriend, now, a month before I move across the country. Not by going to some special event, or even out to a bar or something I don't do every day.
No, this was on the bus. I've taken the bus almost every day for the last eight years, and nothing close to this has happened.
I'd like to say it was because I was different in the past, I was more shy and reserved, always kept away from people.
But it wasn't, because that was just what I was doing that day when she came to me.
We haven't had the chance to meet up yet, she's a grad student and has next to no free time. I also haven't seen her on the bus again.
In her third email to me she told me something I wasn't expecting going on how seemingly flirty she was with me prior. But she says she has a boyfriend who's out of town for work.
This could mean a couple things. She's not as smart as I gave her credit for, she knows her relationship isn't going to be long term and is keeping some livestock on hand. Or she is smart, there is no boyfriend, she just threw that in there to keep me from jumping on her too quickly. Which is sensible, I was getting a tad excited.
It is kind of strange that she waited until her third email.
Even if she does indeed have a boyfriend and her intentions were all along just to be friends, I would be happy with that because we really think so much alike, that I think we could be best friends. I definitely need more friends.
But I am leaving,
Every time I try to have second thoughts, the reasons for leaving are just too many.
I've only talked to her over email, so I can't get too excited about this, and I don't know if I'm going to get to see her much before I go. So I should probably forget about it.
Except that she may be moving out there too, which gives me plenty of reason to nurture this.
In that email where she told me she has a boyfriend, she also sent me her picture.
I am fairly certain that she is in fact the really REALLY cute girl in the leather vest whom I hopped she might possibly be friends with. She was that well disguised.
Damnit that girl is cute and she's got really nice boobs. But I can't be certain it's her from the picture because I can't see her chest in it.
Also I hadn't seen the girl I think she is smile until the day she gave me her email address, so I can't be sure it's the same girl from this picture. I'll know when I do meet her.
Guh. Hopefully I'll have another update on that story very soon. It's ripping me apart.
Other than that, I've found myself with a lot of ambition. Unfortunately very little of that has been directed towards packing and sorting my junk. Instead I've wanted to work on jewelery and modifying my airsoft gun.
I bought a really cheap sniper rifle. The internals are amaizing, super powerful. But the body looks kinda cheezy. First of all, it's plastic. Sure the real gun is made of ABS plastic but this looks and feels like cheap plastic. Next, because of the way the spring powered sniper rifles work, the magazines don't load where the real gun's magazine would load.
But rather than pay attention to detail, the manufacturer left the mag-well a smooth plastic surface.
So what I've done is cut a hole where the mag well should be, added the thumb grooves that should be there, bought a real M14 mag which has the same caliber ammo to jam in there and am going to paint it with a real firearm finish.
I've spent the last two days hacking chunks out of the gun and fitting the mag. I had to dremmel out the back end of the mag so it would fit in deep enough, then fill in the empty space in the plastic where I cut the thumb grooves.
The modeling epoxy I used to fill in the cracks is curing, I'll sand it tomorrow, then I just need for the paint to arrive.
It's gonna be pretty sweet.
I hope to have it finished within the next couple days at which point I will post before and after pictures.
I hope to also have an update on girly. She thinks airsoft is cool. She has a friend who's in to it and said she'd like it so she's really interested in hearing more.... #@^@$>%$&^$%#?%#&*@#<$ *Sploooooooge*
Girls are the-suck.
My heart's not really in to this post, I don't expect it to be as interesting as my last couple. I just need to rant.
So mystery girl is slowly revealing herself to me. We are remarkably similar in just about every way. I want to call her a female me.... You know? Times like this I have to believe in fate, or karma, or just some douchebag of a supernatural force influencing my life.
This whole experience goes against probability it's self.
I meet the girl of my dreams. A girl who would be my best friend, and possibly even my girlfriend, now, a month before I move across the country. Not by going to some special event, or even out to a bar or something I don't do every day.
No, this was on the bus. I've taken the bus almost every day for the last eight years, and nothing close to this has happened.
I'd like to say it was because I was different in the past, I was more shy and reserved, always kept away from people.
But it wasn't, because that was just what I was doing that day when she came to me.
We haven't had the chance to meet up yet, she's a grad student and has next to no free time. I also haven't seen her on the bus again.
In her third email to me she told me something I wasn't expecting going on how seemingly flirty she was with me prior. But she says she has a boyfriend who's out of town for work.
This could mean a couple things. She's not as smart as I gave her credit for, she knows her relationship isn't going to be long term and is keeping some livestock on hand. Or she is smart, there is no boyfriend, she just threw that in there to keep me from jumping on her too quickly. Which is sensible, I was getting a tad excited.
It is kind of strange that she waited until her third email.
Even if she does indeed have a boyfriend and her intentions were all along just to be friends, I would be happy with that because we really think so much alike, that I think we could be best friends. I definitely need more friends.
But I am leaving,
Every time I try to have second thoughts, the reasons for leaving are just too many.
I've only talked to her over email, so I can't get too excited about this, and I don't know if I'm going to get to see her much before I go. So I should probably forget about it.
Except that she may be moving out there too, which gives me plenty of reason to nurture this.
In that email where she told me she has a boyfriend, she also sent me her picture.
I am fairly certain that she is in fact the really REALLY cute girl in the leather vest whom I hopped she might possibly be friends with. She was that well disguised.
Damnit that girl is cute and she's got really nice boobs. But I can't be certain it's her from the picture because I can't see her chest in it.
Also I hadn't seen the girl I think she is smile until the day she gave me her email address, so I can't be sure it's the same girl from this picture. I'll know when I do meet her.
Guh. Hopefully I'll have another update on that story very soon. It's ripping me apart.
Other than that, I've found myself with a lot of ambition. Unfortunately very little of that has been directed towards packing and sorting my junk. Instead I've wanted to work on jewelery and modifying my airsoft gun.
I bought a really cheap sniper rifle. The internals are amaizing, super powerful. But the body looks kinda cheezy. First of all, it's plastic. Sure the real gun is made of ABS plastic but this looks and feels like cheap plastic. Next, because of the way the spring powered sniper rifles work, the magazines don't load where the real gun's magazine would load.
But rather than pay attention to detail, the manufacturer left the mag-well a smooth plastic surface.
So what I've done is cut a hole where the mag well should be, added the thumb grooves that should be there, bought a real M14 mag which has the same caliber ammo to jam in there and am going to paint it with a real firearm finish.
I've spent the last two days hacking chunks out of the gun and fitting the mag. I had to dremmel out the back end of the mag so it would fit in deep enough, then fill in the empty space in the plastic where I cut the thumb grooves.
The modeling epoxy I used to fill in the cracks is curing, I'll sand it tomorrow, then I just need for the paint to arrive.
It's gonna be pretty sweet.
I hope to have it finished within the next couple days at which point I will post before and after pictures.
I hope to also have an update on girly. She thinks airsoft is cool. She has a friend who's in to it and said she'd like it so she's really interested in hearing more.... #@^@$>%$&^$%#?%#&*@#<$ *Sploooooooge*
Girls are the-suck.
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Buyer beware.
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