I’m starting to get tired of having to explain myself, this site and the name associated with it to people I meet in the real world. Yesterday was like the third time this month alone. Their curiousity is more than justified seeing as how I do an excellent job of suppressing my Internet persona in public. People, as I learned recently, are very resourceful. I don’t explicitly tell about this place them but they decide to go exploring based on an innocent email address or something along those lines.
Do you go to every domain name that you see in an email address or just the ones that sound like they’re run by a registered sex offender?
This site and its inhabitant were a by-product of my basement dwelling years as a social malcontent earlier in this decade, but it’s not really indicative of my present self. Although drinking 6 beers on the golf course (and driving a cart), doing the H.O.T. dance at NRB and losing a paycheck at the Craps table aren’t exactly the best ways to better myself socially. At least I’m out there and having a good time living on my own terms without going RATATATATATATATA on the keyboard at home for 16 hours a day analyzing why Yumi needs to stab Sachiko in the eye with a tampon.
The more people I meet and get back in touch with, which I’m making an effort in doing these days, the more I feel that this place is a burden on me. I always hesitate when people ask me for my email address. At this point, it boils down to do I want to freak them out with lovelykitsune in the login name (gmail) or in the domain name (personal account)?
Of course, this is 100% my fault because I’m the asstard that actually uses these addresses for personal correspondence. I’ll have to make an effort to make a more clear distinction between my Internet life and my personal life instead of just talking shit in blog form like I usually do. I’ll have to start with a less eyebrow-raising email address. Something that I can share with girls without looking like a giant hairy fruit loop.
That’s enough about that. Let’s talk about something more entertaining.
Wonder Girls
Speaking of girls, I’ve been into the Wonder Girls recently.
They’ve proven that having a bunch of 7s is better than having 8s and 9s with a 4 stuck in there. Consistency is key in this case. I’m actually thinking about considering becoming interested in buying their CD. I haven’t bought a music CD since Fin.K.L’s 4th album 6 years ago.
Fat Girls
Two weeks ago, I went out with a couple of buddies to one of our local bars. I was playing Scratchers and watching the Laker game on TV at the same time. In the other side of the bar, I saw a posse of fat girls. They were rolling about 8 deep. They were with a group of guys (not as fat) about 6 deep. The guys were dividing and conquering the group of girls and playing the game the textbook way. That is until… the skinny, but not-that-attractive, girl joined the group. You can literally see the exodus of guys migrating over the the skinny girl. It was certainly a sight to be seen, but one of the guys stayed behind. He worked that fat girl he was with the whole time. We didn’t stay long enough to see the fruits of his labor (actually, I don’t want to see it) but I hope he got something out that demonstration of persistence. He won my admiration that night, for sure. Who knows what happened to that skinny girl and the five guys slobbering all over her? I just hope she didn’t take all of them home with her.
So the questions of the day are…
1. Why do fat girls hang out with each other?
2. And why is there always a token exception in any stereotypically formulated group?
Do they hang out with each other because they want to feel better about themselves? Or do they hang out with each other because the skinny girls banished them into lowered expectations and they’re all they have? And what about the skinny girl? What’s her problem? What kind of social misfit does she have to be roll with that posse?
Meeting Girls
On Sunday I had dinner with a friend who I haven’t seen in 7 years. As we were catching up on what we’ve been doing since we last saw each other, the subject of dating and meeting people came up.
So my parents have been getting up in my business and poking me with variable frequency about finding a wife. They even had the crazy idea of having me go to church to find a nice Korean girl to marry, which is great except that I was raised as an atheist all my life. Even a person of loose morals such as myself can see that going to church to meet girls isn’t the best idea in the world.
But my friend said that it’s a great idea and that I should go and meet lots of new people there. Then she started throwing out numbers and demographic information for the church that she goes to. That was a bit awkward. It was something to think about but it still didn’t feel right to me.
I know my friend means well and all but I don’t really agree with the way she’s approaching the problem. I have empirical evidence that non-religous Korean girls exist. I just have to find one that fits me and my slightly moronic disposition. It’s an uphill battle that I haven’t given up on yet.
If all else fails then I’ll have to resort to going to the local Pinkberry and picking up Korean girls there. From what I’ve seen, it’s almost like a church for some of them.
Oh, and thanks for picking up the check. I’ll get it next time (whenever that is).