Here's the deal.  I have my perspective.  You have yours.  We will try convincing each other of our own opinion, but in the end.. we are stubborn (or at least I know I am) and we choose to go with our own.  I'm talking about my co-worker... how he deals with his girls and how i deal with my boys.  He's in this situation where he's dealing with two girls who I'll refer to as girl #1 v. girl #2.  #1 is just "banging material" who is not relationship type, but "she's hot" so so what...is what he says. #2 is relationship type, but he's not attracted to her like that.  They're emotionally compatible. #2 had told him that if they sleep together, things will be very different... I learn today that they slept together over the weekend and I told him he made a horrible decision.  She likes him a lotttt and he doesn't feel responsible for the situation because he feels like he's been honest with her the whole time.  He told her that he doesn't really ever want a relationship with her, and the girl isn't okay with it but to me, it sounds like she's hanging on because she really likes him.  I went to this exhibit with him today and we talked about his situation.  I convinced him to break it off with #2 and he's gonna do so.  He's gonna try to find a whole new girl.  Gaaaah. Boys oh boys.

I haven't talked to Rabbit since last Wed.  Almost a week.  It was honestly dramarama dramarama for a week before that.  Bottom line...he's cocky and arrogant and I couldn't get over it. He apologized and we argued.  Just ..not off to a good start.  I obviously was interested because I was spending so much time trying to crack him, but in the end...I was becoming more crazy than the craziest bitch I know.  Therefore, it just had to stop.  I'm ready to move on to better things. better men.  Not like we had a "thing" anyways. But, definitely that online dating stint was quite a long story.

People are interesting.  Now that I'm working in the city and roaming around and about, I feel like I've met more people/co-workers... and I feel like many folks aren't normal now. Lots of girls that surround me are off their rockers with their "love life."  What happened to traditional.!?!? It's all about the complicated drama rama now.  Girl A is cheating on her bf, Girl B is effing around with multiple guys, Girl C is trying to get laid all the time... Gives me many perspectives... that's for sure.

Dorminster has been watching way too much true blood btw.  She just might turn into one of the characters. MUA.HA.HA.

Media...is going to get in the way of finding us that ideal man. OHHHHHH BOOOOOOOOOOO.

G boy got the job... so he's leaving.

But Ex is coming back.

Why can't the one I want to stay, stay, and the one I want to leave, leave?

It's always the other effin way around. AHHH

ROUND AND FUCKIN ROUND.

but onto happy ish news. Semi ice cream date with G boy next week! He just doesn't know it's a "date" yet. haha. He's so adorable. I don't know what to do with myself. :sigh: Also. I had a revelation talking to stefferweffer. I HAVE A TYPE ish. G boy totally looks like our friend's friend who I totally found cute before. and Stefferweffer reminded me! Oh those tall dark and handsome types. :sigh: Those really tall ones always get me. haha.

A part of me thinks it's useless to even talk/hang out with G boy. He's leaving, what's the point. No need to get more hung up. GODDAMN IT. Just when I thought I was making some progress... I digress. And the return of the ex. dun dun dun. Really need to sort that shit out. But not right now... :)

That's how my night ended.

Girls night was... welll. Eventful for others to say the least. As for us, we stayed well and grounded. hahah. It's not our fault we're awesome at playing big booty. :)

Recap of the night basically entails how at all the clubs, guys are complete douchebag creepsters that really have no game whatsoever no matter what they think. They need to drink a big cup of humble juice and take a good look at themselves. Really? Oh yeah, and please get your hand off my ass. kthanks.

and then of course I had to drunk text G boy.

Me: Boo!
Him: Where you at?
Me: city!
yada yada yada....

me: Don't come. I don't want to force you :(
Him: Jeez always playing that card
me: well come see me then. see. you can't do it.
Him: Christcakes I can.

And here I thought being the needy drunken girl never worked. lol
So... stefferweffer and I hail ourselves over to go see him and his friends. Where I tell his friend, who owns a creperie that his crepe sucks, to his face. Oh yes, I am so graceful with words and have such amazing timing. Really. Amazing. The thing is though. I am so shy around this kid! We totally walked by him and I noticed him, and I kept on walking b/c I didn't wanna go say hi first. OMG. I feel like I'm back in middle school with this kid and I don't know what to do with myself! Ahhh!! :(

He's just so. adorable. I don't know what to do with myself. I get so giggly and happy because :gasp: WE HELD HANDS! OH EM GEE. Seriously. I'm back in middle school. Although I can't really remember what we talked about, I do remember him saying that he's gone when he gets this job. Which, I really want him to get just because he's so down in the dumps, but not really because then he really is moving farther than being 10 minutes away from me. UGGGHHH whyyy!!!! I meet an innocent decent adorable guy and this. WHY THIS.

I don't even know if the kid likes me and I'm stressing out like this. Pretty ridiculous huh? I mean, I'm sure he doesn't really like me because what kinda guy doesn't make a move on a girl when she's drunk and basically (but not really) throwing herself at you?!! COME ON MAN. A part of me keeps clinging onto that hope that maybe just maybe if he gets the job, he'll grow some balls. And then suddenly he'll make some moves on me. But really, who am I kidding here right? Jeeeeez. I really need to snap outta it. Ew to being mopey. Sorry.

The girls then recapped the night at 6 a.m about how ridiculous someone's roommate is and how people staying only for the weekend have the good night ;)

We then watched Going the Distance which I highly recommend, but really just made me more sappy about G boy. Seriously. :sigh:

As in the wise words of Ke$sha... My status is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crackhead.

Football season started!!  This means many things - gotta get my vikings jersey on, gotta support brett favre, and gotta get to Bar None, the (un)official minnesota vikings bar! We lost though :( quite sad... but we have what.. like 15 games to go, so it's all good for now.  The old man can still play...so DONT TALK SHITTT!

Update about guys:

Irish guy - date went really well. I think I was actually falling for him.. kind of? I felt some sort of emotional connection...But lost cause because he's moving soon...Tuesday to be exact.   I thought of the movie "Dear John" and how it only took two weeks to fall in love but that's just BS. It would be almost two weeks since our date but I'm not going to see him again so.... still gotta find myself that hot hawaiian.

Tomorrow.. I have a date with Mr. Rabbit. I've yet to meet him so kind of excited/kind of scared/kind of creeped out.  We'll just see what happens.  I have ZERRROOOOOO expectations. I should give him the benefit of the doubt though, huh. What if he becomes my hot hawaiian? even though he's not hawaiian? hahahaa

I'm tired. Imma peace out... Lots of bloggin should be occuring after this weekend though.  Stooki and D-woww as dorminster puts it is hittin up the townnn.. jersey shore style without the angelina/sammi BS. omg those girls are effin ridiculous. asndlandladnaldna. but that's a whole another topic.

Hi winginit blog readers! ....haaaaah kidding i know you guys don't really exist, which might be for the better for now...

I'm supposed to be going on a date with this Irish guy tomorrow.  He told me last night that he's moving to Ireland 9/14 for good but then, asked me out at the same time.  This is probably a major what the F for you guys.  It kind of was! for me too.  I was a bit sad even though I've only seen him once. And that was at a bar.  I was pretty sober at that point.  I think he was too.  I guess you never know what the guy actually is like til you see him again though.  Frankly, I don't even remember what he looks like right now.  I'm judging solely based on his personality, and we seemed to hit it off well at the bar.  It's frustrating because he hasn't told me anything about this date tomorrow besides that it's gonna be around 8:30ish..so SHOULD I SEE HIM!??!? DOES HE JUST WANT TO GET IN MY PANTS?!?!? MAYBE? BUT. BUT. BUT. SHOULD I!?!?  I'm happy houring first with my friends. This is much needed btw. I can see why people turn into raging alcoholics when they start working.  Stress stress stress all day and alcohol is the perfect way to wind down...especially from my devil lady.

Eh.. I don't know if I will. I probably will just because I never know. But he's moving. So it's technically a lost cause. And he's def not hot like Gerard Butler from P.S. I love you, but what the hell. eh.

Question:  How are we to ever get married in this day and age?!?!?

I hate this game that girls have to play to get guys.

Because that's what I've resorted to. Just ignoring him until he gives me the attention that I want.

:sigh: if not I have to let go of the tallest guy I've ever found!! lol What am I to do?? This dilemma. Gosh. So. Hard.

What's the best way to get around such guy situations? I realized there's no like written manual. It's all "depends on the guy" "depends on the situation"

WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SO EFFIN COMPLICATED. man.

If that even exists.

I thought I had flirting down, and could gauge guys out pretty well, but this one has got me duped. He's just so unresponsive, and I have dated unresponsive people. Maybe he's just playing dumb because he's not interested,but then why bother answering? I just don't get this kid. He's so like all over the place. I can't tell if he's just slow and simple, and doesn't get cues. Maybe he's the type of guy you just have to lay it out to. This is so annoying. I've never done anything like this before. Not only that, I don't even know if I like the kid. He's such a kid. I guess it's adorable in a sense, but HELLO GROW SOME BALLS. BE LIKE SAMMI FROM THE JERSEY SHORE. Which is also amazing.

Tonight's episode. Wow. I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL NEXT WEEK. I know Jersey Shore is trash and these people actually make way more money than they should, but that's the type of guilty pleasure entertainment we all love. In any case. It was impressive how much the guys' have each others' back, while the girls are just trying to put the blame on either angelina or snooki/jwoww. I like the bond that the guys have. It's adorable, but still sleazy nonetheless on Ronnie's part.

Anyway, Sammi's a total idiot for being the girl that she is. How can she NOT have known, and act the way that she is now? I guess I could understand the part of not being able to let go of someone you cared so much about, but Ron's just being a dick in front of her face. It's crazy what love makes people do. Stay close with people who drive them off the wall and crazy. Yup, going back to them time and time again. :sigh: Letting go is just so much harder than people really expect. Once you give a part of yourself to someone, seeing that go is so hard.

But moving away from the mushy subject.... What do I do with little boy wonder here? I want to hang out with him one on one at least to see if something's there, but I feel like he's so like. not. ballsy. and doesn't think he can handle the one on one. and he's so down on himself these days. but now I feel like I'm just making up excuses when in reality he really doesn't have any interest. I mean, if he's interested, he would make the move, right?

IM-ing someone first is so middle school. and I feel so petty getting my hopes up on the fact that he IM's me first. It's like wow. I am so not 13. haha

I just can't stand she-who-must-not-be-named.  Whenever I think about this woman at work, I want to throw up all over this computer screen.  She is the most condescending beezy ever, and has completely ruined my last two days.  I was told I wasn't going to be working with her much anymore, but I'm dreading tomorrow because of the projects I'll have to go over with her.  I have learned a lot from her, more specifically of how NOT to act to other people. I could ramble on and on, but it's her attitude, her expressions, her whole BEING that I despise.  She makes me feel this low.. the size of this cursor after a work day.  On another note, I feel like I'm finally getting pretty acquainted to my job.  I'm getting a lot of phone calls now from the various visual managers/directors asking a whole array of questions about their budgets.  I feel empowered!! I can actually give them advice/tell them how to work a spreadsheet.  Being a "financial" analyst (way more accounting) for these visual peeps, they seem to respect the number crunching I do and it really is interesting to see how their brains operate.  Call em artsy-fartsy, but I like their chill, thankful attitudes :) So, my day sort of goes high-low-high-low but nowadays a lot of low..low..low..low..low..dead.

Now, I feel like I have so much more to rage rage rage about....including feeling sick and getting the chills. Pray for dorminster. She's reeeaalllyyy feeling sick. I, on the other hand, may be getting better. but don't wanna jinx myself! I'll leave the rest of the rage in my head, but I can list like 10 things in 10 seconds.  I often get freaked out about writing certain things on here for fear of corporate finding out.  What if they flag certain words and fire me?  The woman up there cautioned me about this..but whatevskis.

I'll leave you with an interesting article.  I'm getting super tired and gonna hit the sack on this sad workday. btw. wtf is wrong with this weather.....

http://www.cnn.com/2010/LIVING/08/19/single.in.america/index.html?iref=N...

REEALLLY??! WE'RE NOT ALONE?!?!? NOOOOO WAYY. sad statistic: "There were 904 dating services available as of 2002, employing nearly 4,300 people to help the single folks find each other and the companies collected $489 million that year." We really aren't capable of finding our soulmate on our own anymore..damn.

Work always leads me to find the most interesting things online.

I don't even know how I came across this today, but Just Salad has created an online dating website called saladmatch.com where it matches people based on their salad preferences. Yes it's another free online dating site, but with a cute little twist on it because it's created by totally hot smart young guys. How do I know this? Because I love to do some snooping.

The founders of Just Salad, Nick Kenner and Rob Crespi, are not only hot but have created this mega salad healthy lunch empire. They're smart and witty, and know how to go after what they want. I mean, they both already worked jobs that any business student would be lucky to have, working at reputable corporations doing what they studied. (Yeah... too bad that these guys don't exist in 'reality'). So then it got me thinking about all these young smart people who have these brilliant ideas to leave their mundane 9-5 jobs and go after their goals. Now this, is what I call hitting it lucky. Sure their idea was different, but it's the guts and strength to go after it. I mean, we all want to do bigger and better things, but when do we find the break and our chance when we're simply trying to live paycheck to paycheck supporting our lives? So then it led me to this...

http://www.inc.com/ss/30under30/2010/top-young-entrepreneurs

Inc.com's 30 under 30. These people are amazing, smart, sexy people who went after what they wanted, and struck lucky. How do people do it? How do people even know what they're doing when, we, as 20 somethings are so lost just trying to figure out what we want out of life? I'm more confused than ever about anything in every aspect of my life, and these people are already banking millions. It's like some people are born just knowing and some people are searching all their lives. When do WE get the Ah-ha moment in our life?

But aside from that fact...

Where do these type of men exist? Because, I don't know about you, but they definitely don't in every day life. It's like extra awesome powered people meet more extra awesome powered people and just stay within their circle. How do we expand our horizons without dropping money to go to posh places? I know people say subway is a great way to meet people, but a part of me just doesn't want to strike up a conversation when I'm 1. too groggy in the morning and 2. too tired and just wanting to get home.

Where are people hitting it lucky??

Last night, i went clubbing without my sidekick.... which wasn't right on many levels. but, either way, eh.. i had some amounts of fun.  I've been reconnecting lately with some of my friends from middle/high school, and it's been great getting to know them better.

I confirmed my epiphany I had a week ago - Fob guys are so effin annoying.
1. They think they're the shit at dancing...like hellooo...you do not know how to distinguish a head bob move v. a let-me-get-it-low move (BTW. "Low" by FloRida - i like i like)
2. They stare and try to get girls to notice them without actually approaching them.
3. They're short and just mingle with the group they came in.

Basically, I'm not going to date a Fob. Oh. If you don't know what fob means, you should go find out because I'm not going to define it here. That would seem a little too racist.

These past three hours' texts/chats/emails I have gotten made me think that many souls in this world are ridiculous. I know I am too. But not on this level. I won't go into detail of what happened, but let's just say all three people are unrealistic bc they want to...10 years down the line... marry a hot foreigner. Oh foreigners... They're charming. They have accents. They have something we don't have. They always seem smart even though they aren't because they speak 10 languages. But, I believe we are just in la-la land.  I tend to be really realistic/regimented about love and what it's all about. Maybe I should put myself more into the opposite category of hopeless romantic or fall somewhere in the middle.

I've told Dorminster this already quite a few times, but I'll tell you all for those of you who are secretly reading. Are you out there? Really reading? Helloo..? There..?
Listen to Bruno Mars' "Just the way you are." There are NO guys like this. NONE. NADA. ZIPPO. However, if you do happen to be out there, come knocking on my door. :D