Yeah so I went out with Flower Guy. It was ok. Just ok.
Here are a few tips re: how to quickly piss Jennwill off on a first date.
Step 1: Be significantly late without a call or text message stating that you are running late. What is "significantly" you ask? We're meeting for essentially an hour lunch, you show up at 12:15...yeah that's significant.
Step 2: During said date talk/text excessively, without acknowledging that you were being rude. I understand having to conduct business during your lunch hour, that's not a problem. It is however a problem when in the middle of my sentence I hear you say "hello" and look up to see you answering your phone, or while I'm talking I totally lose your attention and eye contact because you are texting or responding to emails. My issue with this is, you invited me out. You called and requested my company. So now I'm here at your request, and what are you doing...you are on the phone and texting. Yeah that is irritating.
But he's not a bad dude, other then these two things it was a pretty standard first date. So when he offered to take me to the Laker game I was like sure! I could care less if he answers his phone, texts or whatever else while we're there...I'm trying to get floor seats or close to it before I die. Is that so wrong!? No.
So yeah, dating still sucks. It's all a show, a pretense. You put on your best "Flower guy" persona and I put on my best "Jennwill", which is really my normal self, just a little less sarcastic...and you say what you think I want to hear...He was very happy to say that he wanted a bunch of kids, and was shocked and appalled by me balling up my face at that comment-4 kids?? Who has 4 kids in this day and age? Who can and afford 4 kids and even if you could, why?...yeah you thought a single woman in her mid to late 20's would be pleased to hear that you want to father a small nation-HA!-not this one, and I'm sure I was supposed to say how much I love children and can't wait to be a mother etc...except I don't like kids and would rather work until my last breath then to take care of some kids. But I'm sure that typically works with other girls with my stats.
Anyhow I'll let you all know when the Laker game is! Pray for floor seats people, floor seats!
Monday, March 31, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
My Weekends...
I was asked to elaborate on what became of my desire to get dressed up and be hit on by men...It went well. The end.
I kid, I kid.
My weekends have been pretty good lately. Last weekend I went to celebrate my friends new job at this bar in century city with my girl from the Lou. Lately I have been getting lots of attention from older white men. and what with my mission to meet and marry a rich man, isn't the worst thing in the world. While none of them merited my time...the thing with white guys is I always feel like their interest in me is more of a novelty or "something new" rather then genuine interest/attraction. Anyhow-the attention was both out of the ordinary and nice.
The next night I went to a house party and then a club at JAC's fav spot-Blvd 3. I love that place! The layout is awesome, the DJ was great and even the go-go dancers were impressive. Those girls were forreal, forreal dancing. My girl S and I met up with some of her law school friends, she is Indian, her best friend is this white guy, and the culb is typical LA mixed crowd. Whenever she and I go out I ALWAYS get hit on by a persian, indian, and/or white guy. It is the funniest thing, its almost like they think-well since she has a non black friend, clearly she would like non-black men. I'm not bothered by this mind you, in fact I actually rather like it-its made for some fascinating conversations. I've learned that since 9/11 its been tough on the dating game of my persian brothers here in LA. He informed me that despte his appearance he is in fact NOT a bomb making fundamentalist. That made me laugh. Anyhow we had a lovely time, I danced hard, looked cute, fun times were had by all.
This weekend was more of the same. Summer is around the corner so my outings might pick up in frequency...thankfully I am well equiped with summer dresses galore! I discovered Sarah Jessica Parker's Bitten line at Steve & Berry's everything 8.98...yeah needless to say its a GREAT line. :)
This weekend my boy Ken is throwing a party. Which gives me a perfect opportunity to look super adorable while just so happening to run into my previous mr. man..."Oh wow, fancy meeting you here...what's that you say my stunning hair, makeup, outfit and shoes...this old frock and shoes, what make up? I wake up looking like this, and yeah I guess I did change my hair since last i've seen you...dah well enjoy the party" (walks away with hard switch due to impossibly tall heels and therefore super sexy calves)...and scene.
I gave a guy my business card at the Standard Hotel rooftop bar a couple weeks ago, and he sent flowers to my office, and followed up with a phone call last week. It was the sweetest thing. So I'm having a drink with him on Thurs...I'll let you know how that goes, provided that is that I am not kidnapped and held hostage as all my guy friends are telling me is going to happen. Here's to hoping for the best!
I kid, I kid.
My weekends have been pretty good lately. Last weekend I went to celebrate my friends new job at this bar in century city with my girl from the Lou. Lately I have been getting lots of attention from older white men. and what with my mission to meet and marry a rich man, isn't the worst thing in the world. While none of them merited my time...the thing with white guys is I always feel like their interest in me is more of a novelty or "something new" rather then genuine interest/attraction. Anyhow-the attention was both out of the ordinary and nice.
The next night I went to a house party and then a club at JAC's fav spot-Blvd 3. I love that place! The layout is awesome, the DJ was great and even the go-go dancers were impressive. Those girls were forreal, forreal dancing. My girl S and I met up with some of her law school friends, she is Indian, her best friend is this white guy, and the culb is typical LA mixed crowd. Whenever she and I go out I ALWAYS get hit on by a persian, indian, and/or white guy. It is the funniest thing, its almost like they think-well since she has a non black friend, clearly she would like non-black men. I'm not bothered by this mind you, in fact I actually rather like it-its made for some fascinating conversations. I've learned that since 9/11 its been tough on the dating game of my persian brothers here in LA. He informed me that despte his appearance he is in fact NOT a bomb making fundamentalist. That made me laugh. Anyhow we had a lovely time, I danced hard, looked cute, fun times were had by all.
This weekend was more of the same. Summer is around the corner so my outings might pick up in frequency...thankfully I am well equiped with summer dresses galore! I discovered Sarah Jessica Parker's Bitten line at Steve & Berry's everything 8.98...yeah needless to say its a GREAT line. :)
This weekend my boy Ken is throwing a party. Which gives me a perfect opportunity to look super adorable while just so happening to run into my previous mr. man..."Oh wow, fancy meeting you here...what's that you say my stunning hair, makeup, outfit and shoes...this old frock and shoes, what make up? I wake up looking like this, and yeah I guess I did change my hair since last i've seen you...dah well enjoy the party" (walks away with hard switch due to impossibly tall heels and therefore super sexy calves)...and scene.
I gave a guy my business card at the Standard Hotel rooftop bar a couple weeks ago, and he sent flowers to my office, and followed up with a phone call last week. It was the sweetest thing. So I'm having a drink with him on Thurs...I'll let you know how that goes, provided that is that I am not kidnapped and held hostage as all my guy friends are telling me is going to happen. Here's to hoping for the best!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Music makes me...
My mood yo, it has been up and down! I had an irritating early morning wake up call this morning. I hate when ppl who KNOW that I am sleep, or will likely be sleep, call me in the morning. Why are you calling me? What can't wait until the afternoon? So yeah that got me up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. But then in a wonderful turn of events, work was really empty, and it was lovely and sunny, and I wanted to go get food from my favorite new soul food vegitarian spot...so at about 3:30...I opened up the roof on the newly clean, sparkly whip, blasted the Kidz in the Hall Geniuses Need Love Too mixtape and bounced. That definitely made for a nice afternoon.
My other newly discovered musical gem is Pacific Division they have a blend tape that is pretty hot. I love it when hip hop is light and fun, full of punch lines, and wit. This kid Wordsworth used to be one of my favs he is now with a group called EMC I believe, I downloaded their mixtape, but haven't heard it in the car yet-I haven't listened to something until I've heard it in my car. I also listened to Snoop's Ego Trippin today, it wasn't bad. I'm not a Snoop fan really, the only album I can recall hearing in full was Doggystyle other then that I hear only the singles. But this album was pretty good. I had burned it for my little brother along with a bunch of other stuff, that when I got there and saw that his lip was busted from some fight that he got into over a girl at school, I regretted burning for him at all. I know the music didn't/doesn't affect me (although my language skills and "colorful" verbs and adjectives tend to take a serious turn for the worst when I OD on rap) I just feel like he is so much more impressionable. And its not just conceit on my part, I just see him trying so hard to be "hard" and from the streets and all that crap, I worry that one day he might actually fool someone into believing that he is in fact a threat. Not sure that Lil Wayne and Rick Ross will help or hinder him from getting there, but I just feel obligated to do whatever I can to keep that from happening. He makes me so glad that I don't have kids and that I don't want any. I love him, but good Lord he is an idiot. Not that he's academically dumb, he's just a 16 year old boy and in my opinion they are not exactly built to make good decisions. He is however cute, funny, charming, and mannish...thankfully he hasn't quite yet mastered how to put all those qualities together but when he does...I fear.
I feel the need to put on something sexy and go get hit on by men this weekend. I need some male attn. But I am a one night only kind of girl, I only want to talk to you while I am at the establishment. Once we leave here I really don't ever want to see you again. I am into ppl based on the circumstance of our proximity...for instance if I meet/see Tom (random name used for example-lets say he is just a dude, not someone i'm blown away by-just some dude) at the gas station or grocery store, I am highly unlikely to talk to him aside from "excuse me". But if I see the same Tom at a club or lounge I might talk to him purely b/c I need/want someone to talk to. I'm still not attracted to him, I don't want him for any purpose, I just want to meet someone new and learn about them. And thats it. Whether we hit it off or not, there is nothing as fun to me as that initial meeting when I get to learn all the superficial fun stuff about you. We get to be flirty and light. A second meeting is never as fun, and feels so much more contrived. I try to explain this to men, they don't seem to get it. I think their instant mission is to get the number and the eventual goal is to get the goods-I vote no on both. So does that mean I am wasting their precious club time chatting them up knowing fully well I have zero plans of helping them accomplish neither of their missions? Should I start with a disclaimer: "Hi, I'm Jennifer, I'm going to talk to you, flirt with you, maybe even dance with you, my friends and I are going to laugh and joke with you, lavish you with attention and make onlookers believe that you are in fact the man. All of these actions will result in you thinking you have a shot at me/possibly us...you don't. Any questions?" OOOhhhh maybe when I introduce myself I should say FYI there is fine print. If they casually dismiss the comment I don't bring it up, if they ask then I give them the disclaimer...Because for whatever reason me simply saying, you are never going to be able to get me on the phone, or you will never be able to pin me down to a date, isn't working. They are not convinced.
Ok well its time for LOST!
My other newly discovered musical gem is Pacific Division they have a blend tape that is pretty hot. I love it when hip hop is light and fun, full of punch lines, and wit. This kid Wordsworth used to be one of my favs he is now with a group called EMC I believe, I downloaded their mixtape, but haven't heard it in the car yet-I haven't listened to something until I've heard it in my car. I also listened to Snoop's Ego Trippin today, it wasn't bad. I'm not a Snoop fan really, the only album I can recall hearing in full was Doggystyle other then that I hear only the singles. But this album was pretty good. I had burned it for my little brother along with a bunch of other stuff, that when I got there and saw that his lip was busted from some fight that he got into over a girl at school, I regretted burning for him at all. I know the music didn't/doesn't affect me (although my language skills and "colorful" verbs and adjectives tend to take a serious turn for the worst when I OD on rap) I just feel like he is so much more impressionable. And its not just conceit on my part, I just see him trying so hard to be "hard" and from the streets and all that crap, I worry that one day he might actually fool someone into believing that he is in fact a threat. Not sure that Lil Wayne and Rick Ross will help or hinder him from getting there, but I just feel obligated to do whatever I can to keep that from happening. He makes me so glad that I don't have kids and that I don't want any. I love him, but good Lord he is an idiot. Not that he's academically dumb, he's just a 16 year old boy and in my opinion they are not exactly built to make good decisions. He is however cute, funny, charming, and mannish...thankfully he hasn't quite yet mastered how to put all those qualities together but when he does...I fear.
I feel the need to put on something sexy and go get hit on by men this weekend. I need some male attn. But I am a one night only kind of girl, I only want to talk to you while I am at the establishment. Once we leave here I really don't ever want to see you again. I am into ppl based on the circumstance of our proximity...for instance if I meet/see Tom (random name used for example-lets say he is just a dude, not someone i'm blown away by-just some dude) at the gas station or grocery store, I am highly unlikely to talk to him aside from "excuse me". But if I see the same Tom at a club or lounge I might talk to him purely b/c I need/want someone to talk to. I'm still not attracted to him, I don't want him for any purpose, I just want to meet someone new and learn about them. And thats it. Whether we hit it off or not, there is nothing as fun to me as that initial meeting when I get to learn all the superficial fun stuff about you. We get to be flirty and light. A second meeting is never as fun, and feels so much more contrived. I try to explain this to men, they don't seem to get it. I think their instant mission is to get the number and the eventual goal is to get the goods-I vote no on both. So does that mean I am wasting their precious club time chatting them up knowing fully well I have zero plans of helping them accomplish neither of their missions? Should I start with a disclaimer: "Hi, I'm Jennifer, I'm going to talk to you, flirt with you, maybe even dance with you, my friends and I are going to laugh and joke with you, lavish you with attention and make onlookers believe that you are in fact the man. All of these actions will result in you thinking you have a shot at me/possibly us...you don't. Any questions?" OOOhhhh maybe when I introduce myself I should say FYI there is fine print. If they casually dismiss the comment I don't bring it up, if they ask then I give them the disclaimer...Because for whatever reason me simply saying, you are never going to be able to get me on the phone, or you will never be able to pin me down to a date, isn't working. They are not convinced.
Ok well its time for LOST!
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Not much...
First lets talk TV...Making the Band 4-the boys are SOOOO much more interesting then the girls. All of Dawn's drama was getting on my nerves, Aubrey and her "we're platinum selling artists" seriously Aubrey-I know ONE person that owns your album-I'm assuming all the rest were purchased by children so please get off your own jock.
Two new shows that I love are Breaking Bad and Dexter. One is about a guy dying of lung cancer who turns to cooking meth to get some money to leave his family. The other is about a police employee who kills and dismembers killers and other bad men that slip through the cracks of justice. You all know how I love my uplifting TV.
Americal Idol is not that great this year. Lost is amazing! The new Oprah show basically requires a box of tissue per viewing. Thank goodness I haven't tried to watch an Oprah show AND the GiveBig on the same day I might strain my tear ducts. When the shows come back following the strike I am going to be stressed out trying to watch everything.
I was wondering the other night what I did before DVR (Tivo). Did I stay home and watch stuff? I remember having serious difficulty with the VCR, so did I just miss things? That is no way to live. Tonight during my prayers i'll be thanking God for the blessing of DVR without it my life would be so much less.
I haven't much been in the mood to blog...there is sooooo much (sorta) that I want to say to a particular someone but I refuse, I'm fairly certain that I have said it all before and I hate repeating myself so I will keep my thoughts to myself.
I think that relationship trouble is cyclical...like everyone I know will be in throws of angst for a while and then content for a while and then angst again, and on and on, over and over. A friend of mine theorized that its seasonal, summer (for obvoius reasons) is the worst time for relationships while winter is the best. I think there is some truth to that...what was the poem/literature titled "The Summer of my Discontent" about?
Pray for me I have TMJ.
Speaking of Danity Kane I am listening to the album now and am (SHOCKED! APPALLED!!) underwhelmed. Sorry JAC. :)
Today has been brutal at work...drinks on me at the house!
Two new shows that I love are Breaking Bad and Dexter. One is about a guy dying of lung cancer who turns to cooking meth to get some money to leave his family. The other is about a police employee who kills and dismembers killers and other bad men that slip through the cracks of justice. You all know how I love my uplifting TV.
Americal Idol is not that great this year. Lost is amazing! The new Oprah show basically requires a box of tissue per viewing. Thank goodness I haven't tried to watch an Oprah show AND the GiveBig on the same day I might strain my tear ducts. When the shows come back following the strike I am going to be stressed out trying to watch everything.
I was wondering the other night what I did before DVR (Tivo). Did I stay home and watch stuff? I remember having serious difficulty with the VCR, so did I just miss things? That is no way to live. Tonight during my prayers i'll be thanking God for the blessing of DVR without it my life would be so much less.
I haven't much been in the mood to blog...there is sooooo much (sorta) that I want to say to a particular someone but I refuse, I'm fairly certain that I have said it all before and I hate repeating myself so I will keep my thoughts to myself.
I think that relationship trouble is cyclical...like everyone I know will be in throws of angst for a while and then content for a while and then angst again, and on and on, over and over. A friend of mine theorized that its seasonal, summer (for obvoius reasons) is the worst time for relationships while winter is the best. I think there is some truth to that...what was the poem/literature titled "The Summer of my Discontent" about?
Pray for me I have TMJ.
Speaking of Danity Kane I am listening to the album now and am (SHOCKED! APPALLED!!) underwhelmed. Sorry JAC. :)
Today has been brutal at work...drinks on me at the house!
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