Skype me... Please
I still can't talk to women in this city....
Really they're so snotty and aloof... Or run like frightened rabbits. I smile at them and they automatically look at the sky, the street lights, they're stylish shoes that I was going to comment on...Anywhere but back at me. And the ones who do. On some drunken night at the bar down the street. They tend to be far too close to my niece's age or obviously insane in that scatty brained - blue eye-shadow, early warning kind of way
And, I can't tell you how many spare change artists of both species I attract these days. It's like I have that heart on my sleeve sign, pinned invisibly to my front and back. I've even found myself being vocal with some of the S.C.A. types. Hoping, inside, for an altercation that might lead to blows. I'm healthy... I'm tough, I can take them and maybe attract some stupid pussy on the side. I confront those users street rats in hopes that that some internal memo amongst them will germinate... You Know... " Don't ask that blond guy for money... he's nuts as well, and confronts you...."
Meanwhile on iChat and Skype I meet hot women who would normally never give me the time of day, from LA and Boston. And Skype... I leave it on skype me. Cute, young nursing students from Taiwan. And female doctors in training from Nigeria... I've even seen photos. If they're not lieing they're just hot....
Why me...? Why are all the hot women who have brains and understand what the big words like commitment and Monogamy means. Why are they all at least a thousand miles away from where I live. Where are all the nice Vancouver girls?
Not here
I wish I could leave here, it's so bad sometimes. Move out east to NYC where you can meet an attractive woman every new york minute. And they're all really hot in that mixed race hotness that the combining of genes from continents away can only produce. Are they black, Asian, Indian, Latino...Who knows?
Here, they're eyes shine and they act all wonderfully demure when I speak to them. ordering my Coffee - Pizza - Chinese drink/food. But young.. So young. At they're worst they 're super Artsy. With a quiet Jewish neroticism, aspect that makes them even at the worse moments, more and above the snotty, surface, plasticized Hollywood north type I find myself encountering here. ( Or they're exchange students...busy putting together a real career on the side. While they serve me cheap ass Tequila with a pretty smile. ) Hoping for a big tip after I've payed my bill. That deception I can live with....
I still can't talk to women in this city....
Really they're so snotty and aloof... Or run like frightened rabbits. I smile at them and they automatically look at the sky, the street lights, they're stylish shoes that I was going to comment on...Anywhere but back at me. And the ones who do. On some drunken night at the bar down the street. They tend to be far too close to my niece's age or obviously insane in that scatty brained - blue eye-shadow, early warning kind of way
And, I can't tell you how many spare change artists of both species I attract these days. It's like I have that heart on my sleeve sign, pinned invisibly to my front and back. I've even found myself being vocal with some of the S.C.A. types. Hoping, inside, for an altercation that might lead to blows. I'm healthy... I'm tough, I can take them and maybe attract some stupid pussy on the side. I confront those users street rats in hopes that that some internal memo amongst them will germinate... You Know... " Don't ask that blond guy for money... he's nuts as well, and confronts you...."
Meanwhile on iChat and Skype I meet hot women who would normally never give me the time of day, from LA and Boston. And Skype... I leave it on skype me. Cute, young nursing students from Taiwan. And female doctors in training from Nigeria... I've even seen photos. If they're not lieing they're just hot....
Why me...? Why are all the hot women who have brains and understand what the big words like commitment and Monogamy means. Why are they all at least a thousand miles away from where I live. Where are all the nice Vancouver girls?
Not here
I wish I could leave here, it's so bad sometimes. Move out east to NYC where you can meet an attractive woman every new york minute. And they're all really hot in that mixed race hotness that the combining of genes from continents away can only produce. Are they black, Asian, Indian, Latino...Who knows?
Here, they're eyes shine and they act all wonderfully demure when I speak to them. ordering my Coffee - Pizza - Chinese drink/food. But young.. So young. At they're worst they 're super Artsy. With a quiet Jewish neroticism, aspect that makes them even at the worse moments, more and above the snotty, surface, plasticized Hollywood north type I find myself encountering here. ( Or they're exchange students...busy putting together a real career on the side. While they serve me cheap ass Tequila with a pretty smile. ) Hoping for a big tip after I've payed my bill. That deception I can live with....