It wasn't even the rollers. I just couldn't sleep. I should hit up one of my walking pharmaceutical company friends and put an end to it. Gaston put it best when he said "You never know how much you'll miss something until it's gone." Deep indeed- and he was talking about sex. That would've helped last night. A sex bout followed by deep sleep. His love/lust affair was short indeed. Even with his Venus-Mars shit the thing didn't work. Even though he followed tried and true protocol the affair/relationship was short. All that waiting 'till the gazillionth date before getting to third or first base- all a hoax obviously.
And now he waits. I asked him if he was gonna go back onto Match.com and he said no. Apparently there is some unwritten rule about how long he has to wait before he gets back on to the horse sort-of-speak since that is where he roams for "love" and the person who is no longer copulating with him is on there as well. They probably check each others' profiles and updates time and date incessantly to see when the other gets back in and on. I tell him he's just wasting time, he himself said she's an annoying little princess and he can't stand her anymore. Apparently she wasn't a spoiled little princess when she was blowing him though. Oh, the essence of true love. The beauty of waiting 'till the time is right.
Not even a string of bad movies put me out last night. Outland, another SciFi shitfest. If that's not the most unconvincing role for that old dude Sean Connery I don't know what is. The opening scene where he tries to be the dad to the chunky kid who's supposed to be his kid is hilarious. As is the message from his wife telling him she's going back to earth 'cause their child needs to smell real air and he looks at pictures of earth all day. Looks to me like the kid eats pop tarts, cheetos and random tubs of fresh churned butter all day though.
The best character was the cranky ass but funny doctor Lazarus. She's brilliant- she even figured out that "Polydichloric euthymol! Those stupid bastards are taking polydichloric euthymol!" simply by pressing the same button on an unplugged word processor fifty times. The euthymol being chronic Kool-Aid in sealed plastic condom enclosures. This guy Alen said; "In Space- No one can hear you yawn...." true but it still didn't fix my insomnia last night.
3 comments:
Gaston needs to clarify some points here:
1. Sex is like air - you don't miss it until you're not getting any....
2. Following the Mars/Venus protocol doesn't guarantee a perfect relationship. It just creates the right environment for one to happen. If it's not the right person, the protocol can't help. But, if it is the right person, then the book helps you from screwing it up.
Don't put it down unless you've read it. Damn, keep an open mind to new ideas...
3. The last girl was not from Match.com. She was a friend of a friend of a friend. Not all my dates/relationships/flings/lusts are from Match.
So that means I'm free to re-join Match at any time. Though she knows I have used it and may check to see if I go back on. Oh well, I don't care. I just need some tail.
That's all from Gaston for now.
Thanks for the clarification Gaston, however you miss the very point of this all- it's all skewed, biased and one-sided, this is all my observations. Follow my advice, forget Venus and Mars and concentrate on the Smoking Loon and tail will come- literally.
Smoking Loon might get me some tail but then what? If I only want tail then I'll go buy-out all the Loon at Beverage World.
But, if I want more than just tail. Like a relationship or something crazy like that, then Mars/Venus can't hurt.
I don't understand why you think it's skewed, biased and one-sided. You just don't understand Mars/Venus and I should take the blame for that. I obviously can't explain the ideas very well.
Follow my advice, read it. If you still think it's BS then I'll stop talking about it. Well, at least not as much. I'll give you a bottle of my finest Loon if you do. Deal?
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