I actually had a good conversation with a really nice lady tonight, and I hope I get to know her more.
I know most of you think I'm a total dick, and I am-most of the time. However, I do know how to how to talk to a lady. I'm not completely crazy.
This woman I met is so gentle of heart and so understanding. I told her all of my shortcomings, and she seems to have no problem with it. This is more than likely because she's not an American woman!
For example, my hippocampus is completely shot. That's the timekeeper-and I have no sense of time. Why the hell do you think I put my finger on the ground??
Something told me not to drive down that one section of the Lucky's parking lot in Santa Clarita, California back in 1993. Did I pay heed? Of course I didn't-and just as I was about to get past that aisle, some woman hit my Camaro.
I was told not to do this, and I did it anyway.
In the same way, something tells me that I have come across something fantastic.
She promised to tell me when to call, and she actually did that. American women tend to flake.
We both told each other our respective stories and she's great. She's very humble and very sweet. I tend to be callous toward certain "people," but you already know that.
It may take time to make this into a relationship, but I've waited this long-and she contacted me!
I wonder what all of this means, because I don't usually have this kind of luck.