LOOK: I have five grad classes and a job. Do you really think I can get smashed as often as ferret or James or Inkychick? I have responsibilities, I have peers who depend on my input in projects. These projects often require skilled statistical analysis.
That is not true. At least I don't think it was. I asked him if he ever wanted to talk on the phone. This was a few years ago. since then we have talked on the phone many times. I must say that he's very, very, smart.
I want a girl who likes to party. I know that sounds sophomoric. I want a girl who wants to go to concerts, hike explore, rent expensive hotel rooms we can't afford, engage in occasional sex acts that we'll regret a few days later, go to comicon, enjoy the experience but pretend that we aren't total fucking pieces of shit geeks
During private chat I was ... a bit intoxicated and told her that I wanted to eat her pussy. She responded with a six page email which was directed at totally destroying my character.
I have since lost that email, I wish I would have Control-C'd it.
Edit: It was so bad you of all people would have loved it.
It was literally six entire well-written pages telling me what an evil, disgusting, worthless, gormless piece of shit I was.
I enjoyed the letter but I must admit it did kind of hurt my feelings a bit
Dude, you troll nearly everyone. When those databases were released I analyzed them. At the time you were responsible for a ton of asshole anonymous posts. James is in the same category. So were a lot of posters.
I am usually accused of being a fag at 'large' parties. People who recognize me will ask me if I like dudes.
It is always a complete surprise to me.
That happened at Berkeley a lot. I got hit on by a lot of dudes in short period of time. These dudes would invade my personal space, offer to get me drinks, comment on my comments during class.
Wouldn't surprise me. But I don't think so. Yet she sees the vultures. The vultures are the other women. They ping my facebook and other things.
I fucked myself because the a couple of times the last couple of months I got a bit tipsy and told her to find some other dude.
Chances are she probably did.
Lesson for booze: don't drink more than two nights in a row. It seems that the third night makes you all pissy with the world. You lose charisma. And when you lose charisma the chick can smell it and they get passive aggressive with you. And then you respond to this passive aggressiveness like a beta (because it was unexpectec) and that breaks the bottom planks on the otherwise stable ship
The powerful wish to regress to the mean. A modern feudal system. A global cabal who possess absolute authority. The rest of us follow these orders. A hierarchical system determines compensation.
