Nobody cares, but on the off chance you’re at least curious, then you’re probably wondering where I’ve been and why I dropped off the face of the earth for the past month or so. The answer could only be that,…. I’ve been hanging out with an amazing girl.
On our first date we went to the airport just to hang out and ended up staying there 7 hours. That’s right I finally got to go on my airport date that I’ve talking about for years. You know, where you go shopping at the airport, eat dinner at the airport, look at the museum exhibits at the airport etc. Later that week, I took the day off and we spent the entire day at the zoo, where we managed to see every single animal exhibit. The otters are the best because you can call them over and they will really come right up to you. In the petting zoo section there is an old pony who the sign says was brought there in like, 1970. He just stands there, and looks so bummed out. It makes you feel so sad but you just have to love him. I couldn’t even believe she still liked me after spending the night and then seeing me all day in the broad daylight at the zoo in the sun and everything.
We went to the science center to see the human bodies exhibit. Really, the most interesting part was reading the comments people left in the guestbook they had there. People writing stuff like “deez nuts”, religious diatribes, eye opening new versions of the english language, commonly misspelled words abound, with a few clever remarks few and far between. We also thought the actual science center itself was more fun, with all the interactive stuff. Like they have this really cold bar and it hurts to hold it, but you’re supposed to use your imagination to make yourself less aware of the pain. It made me think about how children are so cruel, like if they had that when I was a kid everyone would have ganged up on some poor sap and made him hold the bar until he cried. It could have even happened to me.
We went to see the movie “300″, which marked my long awaited, triumphant return to seeing movies in the theater(I always told people I hadn’t gone to see one since “The Princess Diaries” 2001 even though I did see like two others since then). The movie “300″ is quite possibly the most incredible thing I have ever seen on a screen, and represents a proverbial “nail in the coffin” in the deplorable inevitable merger of movies and video games that’s been going on over the past few years. Note that I use the term “incredible”, in a negative sense here, more as a synonym for outrageous. I did enjoy it though, in a “pop art” sort of way. I mean, what a spectacle! And I will always have a soft spot for this movie just because I will associate it with a good memory.
Anyhow, I met this girl because she used to work at a store that I would frequent quite often, and I would talk to her sometimes, like any other girl anywhere I go. She told me that thought I was “Holden Caulfied come to life”. I hadn’t read the Catcher in the Rye since like 8th grade, and even then I probably didn’t read it thoroughly since it was just for school. I reread it though after she said that to see what all the hullabaloo was about. She stopped working there before I could ever get her number and I never saw her again. She doesn’t even have a myspace.
I asked about her one time though, and after that her friends would always offer to give me her phone number, but I didn’t take it because I didn’t want to be blow it. Finally I accepted it though anyway, and I waited almost three weeks before sending her a text message. Strangely she knew who it was immediately even though a few months had gone by.
I gave her the whole laundry list of girls’ grievances against me and al known faults up front. And I explained how I was really just a house of cards, just a painting of a person basically, good for nothing and all of that.
I think I’ve learned a lot of lessons from my past mistakes with girls. Yet I’m not so naive as to not realize that with a new girl there are new mistakes to be made yet to be discovered, that I have not made before.
She doesn’t really like to go out. When we do go out it’s not “like that”. It’s always something different. She really likes to read, and we sit around and read those “Choose Your Own Adventure” books together. We each take turns reading aloud, and then discuss the choices until we agree which one to choose.
I don’t think I’ve hung out with anyone else but her for the last month, other than just to go get food or something with Jaymz or Steve. I don’t really have too many illusions about it working out or not. I don’t care really, as I’d still take being great friends with her over dating most of the hobags I know. She seems to think though that it’s going to one of those rare occasions I always talk about where I get to be the one who ends it, the winner.
So I’m pretty much “off the chopping block” or whatever until further notice.