Life still sucks



OK, here it is, Sunday evening. The weekend is over. After spending all week last week looking forward to this weekend, what did I accomplish? OK, I don't really expect to accomplish much each weekend. The one thing I really want to happen each weekend is that I will meet a special girl that likes me and maybe we can date and have a relationship. I know, I know, not asking for much, am I? I'm not expecting all that to happen in a weekend, just the "meet a special girl" part. That's all. Just meet a girl. You already know where this is going. If you have read ANY of my prior posts, you know I don't meet people. OK, occasionally I do. Those times are only to fool me into thinking that I really do have a chance. We both know that I don't. Never did, never will. If I can ever get that beaten into my thick skull, maybe I can actually move forward with my life.

Alright, rewind. Saturday night. Ben's Half Yard House. Karaoke. The place was really crowded. Lot's of very attractive females. Lot's of really good singers. My comedian buddy met me there. We sat. I ate Queso & chips and drank Dr. Pepper. I had done enough drinking on Friday night. If I had run into any ladies that I needed to loose some of my shyness with, I would have had a few drinks. My buddy sang. He did really well. And that was it. No "love connection". No phone number. No "Hi, how's it going?". Nothing. So, another wasted evening. Oh, I also got the bad news that my buddy isn't gonna be available to go out next Friday night. So, either I go out alone, like a loser that doesn't have any friends, OR, I sit at home. Either way I'm not gonna meet anyone, so, I'll probably opt to saving a few bucks and crying myself to sleep at home. You'll get a post to read about it either way, I'm sure.

Since I haven't mentioned Friday evening, here is the 411 on that night. My comedian buddy met me at Ben's Half Yard House. They had a band. Pretty good. I drank. I drank alot. Didn't meet anyone. End of evening.

Another thing I should mention. No "Goth Girl" either night at Ben's. Now I have to wait until next weekend for the slim chance of seeing her again. Yep, I'll keep my fingers crossed on that.


So, as I said, another wasted weekend.