The Drummer didn’t call. Just my luck, right? The only guy that I’ve been really into, and he’s apparently not into me. It always happens that way. The guys you don’t want to call you do, and the one’s you do don’t. I’ve been going over reasons in my head why he wouldn’t call me, like the fact that he’s 12 years older than me or his introverted personality, or that he’s a musician. Even with all of this, the Drummer would’ve called if he liked me enough, but he didn’t. Oh well. I liked him a lot, but sometimes these things don’t always work out your way, so you move on like with everything else in your life.
I wish I had more exciting things to report. I wish I could tell you that I met some other dude and he rocked my world. No, none of that. In fact, it was just the opposite. Each night I’d come home from work, not even rest an hour, than be back out whether for dinners, visiting friends, or parties to attend. And I had a blast while doing all of this, although I’m so exhausted. By Saturday evening I felt like something was missing in my life, and then I realized that it was a kiss from a guy. In the past four weeks I’ve made out with a new guy each week. I don’t know if that’s bad or good, but I can say that it is definitely addictive.
There was a guy I was supposed to hang out with during the end of the week, an old flame that keeps coming back into my life for some reason or another. Our schedules didn’t allow for us to meet up, but I’m wondering whether or not to see him again. He’s a total Suit, a real know it all with the bod (and dick) of a Greek god. As you can tell, I really enjoy those aspects about him, but I don’t trust him at all. Well, not so much him as much as his friends. As my mom always says, you are who you hang out with. If that’s the case, then he’s an asshole.
There’s another guy that’s been on my mind. Let’s just say April is hot for teacher. Well, her former teacher. I’m not trying to break any ethical lines here. I won’t get into it as I don’t want to jinx myself, however there’s definitely a plan brewing.
Hopefully this week will bring a new and exciting guy in my life. I’m currently in the mood for stylish wiggers.
photo by Homingpigen via flickr




Um, I'm not sure if that word is ok.
completely off topic: "wigger"...really?
Not to be confused with the burgeoning subclass of Indian emigres trying so hard to fit in that they imitate whites trying to imitate blacks.
I call them "woggers".
What do you have against wiggers? I think they're hot.
I have some nice guidos who need some lovin'if you ever get lonely!
"he’s 12 years older than me or his introverted personality, or that he’s a musician."
RE: why he didn't call.
You're completely overlooking the fact that he is a drummer. He probably didn't call b/c he couldn't figure out how to work the phone. Drummers can only count to 4, you know.
Sorry, just thought this might be more fun if we turned the comment section into a thread of drummer jokes.