Good Sunday afternoon Sophie fans! This is Le Serial Cynica, the 3rd guest blogger of the day. I also happen to be the topp-Dawg in charge of posting everyone's guest photos on Le Super Cool Photoblog. Everyone really needs to go and appreciate the coolness ;)
Per Ms. Andrew's instructions ("Your days are.... Sunday the 17th (you'll have some good weekend stuff to post for that one :) and Wednesday the 20th. Sound good? GREAT!") I am here to share a neat little tidbit of my "good weekend stuff."
Here's a little background info to get you in the mood:
About 3 weeks (or so) ago I began dating one of those “Looks Great on Paper” guys. He did all the right things, had a great career, recognized my needs, showered me with affection and small tokens of appreciation, blah, blah, blah, blah. HOWEVER, he also sucked the ever-loving life out of me because it seemed that he ALWAYS wanted to be all up in my freaking biznatch }:( Not. Cool. Must... have....space!!
So this weekend, I decided to take my space and spend some time alone, at home, enjoying the goodness that is me and a boatload of silence. Ahhhhhh... :) Well, my boyfriend, and I use that term loosely, decided that a drunken, unannounced visit after the midnight hour would be the perfectly appropriate moment to share with me how much he truly cares. He cared so much, in fact, that he rang my doorbell like some sort of deranged psychopath stalker for well over 10 minutes until I finally got up and kindly chewed him a new asshole before slamming the door in his face. He had successfully managed to interrupt my peaceful evening, stumble over my daughter’s flowerbed (thus killing her little plants), and royally piss me off for not respecting my need for personal space. Good move there, lover boy.
This afternoon, I received an email from my ex-boyfriend that contains the following lines:
"You have many qualities that any man should respect and desire in a woman. It makes me feel...I have to be perfect and consistently impress you...I try my best."
My reaction to that? Very simple. Never try so hard to impress someone that you end up becoming someone that you're not. It never works and chances are that in the end you'll end up disrespecting yourself as well as the person you care about. Women love impressive men, but they DON'T love men who try to impress. May I also add that public drunkenness and childlike behavior is not even REMOTELY cute coming from a 37 year old man?
WTF, mate? Are there ANY normal men out there that are still good on paper?? Sheesh!
In other news....
I'M SINGLE AGAIN!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Comments
Well, I look good on paper, but I'm an utter lunatic when it comes to dating. Ask one of the guest bloggers, she's an ex afterall.
But was the crazy-man the previously mentioned "Lui Bulveda"
Ha ha! No, he was *not* Gooey Vulva ;) Maybe he'll be less psychotic because he has SUCH a wretched name!!?!
I am dating a looks good on paper guy but thank goodness he is what he says he is dammit.
But dammit I miss being single too!
Shit - I'm married and I miss being single. It never ends.
Shit - I'm single and I love it.
I *thought* I was tired of being single, but now I realize how much it rocks!!
I'll try my hand at this dating thing again in about .... er.... never??? Ha ha!