Fun facts about a loner's life and tribulations

[The Vitiated Mind]

Now dude if there's any rationality ( i say this because of the Sex frustration you mentioned ) left in you then don't go to Philippines and stop chating with that woman ...


About the nutcases well i guess they think you will bring them happiness for some weird reason .

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

Well, this is embarrassing but it turns out she just didn't know how to choose the right words in English.
By ' I won't allow you to become a danger to our society' she says she actually meant ' I will make sure you're safe when you get here'. Funny thing is , I offered her to come here, on her own money of course, so I could show her the sights of Bucharest and later in the evening, I'd show her my joy-stick but she refused on the grounds she had no money.
Now if I come to the Philipines she seems to be real excited about that prospect and has a ton of relatives to help her with the money. So, why can't those relatives help her to come here? That was the next logical question on my mind.
Anyway, it looks like I'm stuck with a Philipina housewife and inside this poorly heated tiny room located in central Bucharest.
One girl smiled at me on the street last night.
I really need a girlfriend now because I can't work in this tiny hole that I live in, if I get someone to care for me, I could pack my Wacom Tablet and exercise at her place, where there is room, warmth and possibly a chair to sit in, so I don't crouch like a cockroach while lying on a crooked hard sofa which I find appalling every time I come back home.
Nothing in my life right now is actually appealing except for the fact that I can come over to v.'s apartment which is still badly heated and I can only stay there until 5 PM because his girl is coming over, but there at least I can work!
He has a huge table and right now I'm working on a huge piece to sent it to my Mom so she'd place it in the Summer Salon in my hometown, where I hope someone will buy the ing thing so I can get some money on the side.
Really, I don't care about love anymore, I just care about money and safety of my environment.
Oh, and I want this bloody winter to end. I'm sick of the cold.

P.S: Now I'm packing my colors and my brushes and I'm going to V's home, to work there and have a few laughs. Situation is pretty grim, folks and I don't think I'll pop here anytime saying:
'Yay! I met Hedi on the road and she's lovely and we're in love and we're having a child!' pretty time soon.
I'm actually quite positive.
Oh, and Master_Mind dude, I will post here when I'm happy, mind you. This wasn't suppose to be a place where I vent my frustrations, it was a place where I post funny, interesting things. And love with me is really funny, by that I mean I get into all sorts of weird situations. Depending on the girl. If I'm with someone grounded and really focused on what her goals in her life are, the Goofball will be me, because I'm the other way around. If I'm with someone who's even more of a scaredy cat then me, one can imagine the living hell in full Technicolor.
So for my sake, I hope I get something on the table fast, be it woman or money. Advices are more than welcome, as always.
Take care, gents.

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

UPDATE:

Last night, I learn how to 'handle' mircea. He wanted to pay me back a debt he had, from the night I bought him cigarettes.
I've waited for half an hour in a bar where no one noticed me.
He arrived, he offered me the money , it was a 10 dollar bill, not in Romanian currency, he thought he'd make that debt special. I've somehow appreciated the gesture.
After noticing upon arrival, just how readily drunk he was, I took it upon myself to get him home. He said the usual things.
'So, you're not having sex at all, huh? '
'No. With anyone.'
'Wanna have sex with me?'
'No. Never.'
(In fact, I would love to beat you senseless.)
'Well, I gotta find something to tonight...'
'That's funny. You wonder what you'll tonight, I wonder if I'll ever someone in this lifetime again...'
'Let's get out of here.'

Now... I am extremely malicious. I guess. On my way to that bar, I enjoyed the darkness of the alley, nearly slipped on some ice, thought walking on that slippery path was dangerous for anyone.
When we got out of that bar, I immediately went on the same path.
I've led m. who was pretty drunk, on that same way. I've waited for quite a few seconds before I said ' M. watch out! There's ice...'
But in my waiting, I just stood there. Enjoyed the spectacle of m. falling on his back, straight down the hard edge of ice.
'Are you okay?' I said, trying to help him up.
I was satisfied.
This was the result of endless drinking nights where he'd screw me over. This was the pay-back. I never thought I would keep silent in such a manner, when the reasonable thing to do would have been to warn him or to take another route.
My subconscious chose for me and I followed. This is not a confession and I don't need to atone for my sins. This is just a report on my life. Nothing more, nothing less.
Thing is, I know now I'm capable of nasty things. If someone's around me for a while and keeps treating me bad, I don't raise my fist to strike their face. I just wait, for the right moment.
In the end, m. said , after his fall:
'I don't fall. This doesn't happen to ME! Maybe to you. Only losers fall!'
The night went on peacefully, with me saving my money, not paying for the cab. Getting m. to pay for one of my beers. Paying for my own 2 beers and basically trying to lead him to a taxi, so he could go home.
He said something about :
'My gift's gone. Girls today wanna hear poetry. I don't have the time to tell them poetry just to them. I don't have the hook anymore.'
It was sad, but it was fulfilling to see him deconstructing himself like that. I had a feeling he wasn't happy with his life for a long time. After we said Good bye! I've left him going to a cab.
He called me and asked me if I was okay and IF I was going to watch porn movies once I got home.
I told him that was none of his business.
Some waitress told me about a bar,where you walk in, and instantly you know everybody there.
I got her life story when I was drunk. Which IS amazing, since when I'm awake I can't get two words out of her and I act like a shy teenager. She's really not that nice of a person.
Not saying I am nicer but hey, at least I don't treat people like disposable garbage like she does.
This morning, m. called me again. I've asked him about his back.
'Does it hurt?'
'Yes. My butt too.'

I don't consider myself responsible for his fall. He shouldn't been drunk. And he shouldn't have trusted me.
That's right, mircea. Only losers fall.

[The Vitiated Mind]

You sadistic bustard
Joking , i guess your ego got a little healthy push after the events with M dude .
Why do you still mess with him and drink beer considering your situation . btw doesn't he have a gf ?

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

Well, he owed me money, so I came there to receive money, not to loose. Considering the situation, I think I came out of it okay.
Yes, he does have a girlfriend, he's talking about marrying her.
But he's also talking about screwing random girls in bars.
So I wouldn't place too much trust on what he says.

UPDATE:

Met a girl in a bar who likes my comics.

[The Vitiated Mind]

Well, he owed me money, so I came there to receive money, not to loose. Considering the situation, I think I came out of it okay.
Yes, he does have a girlfriend, he's talking about marrying her.
But he's also talking about screwing random girls in bars.
So I wouldn't place too much trust on what he says.

UPDATE:

Met a girl in a bar who likes my comics.

Or something else you own

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

UPDATE:

O. stopped by and left me some clothes that were too BIG to fit him.
Last night, I've tested Project G. on another girl. She laughed at the key points of the script. All and all she gave a positive feedback.
Later into the night, close to 4.00 AM actually, punker dude was away and drinking, I was left alone at the bar with this chick and she wouldn't stop talking, like in a Looney Toons cartoon I thought I should at least 'look' like I'm listening ,even though she lost me at cars and radiators.
Turns out she loves driving and is everything I'm not: responsible, experienced and firmly employed.
She wasn't built for my taste, really thin legs and arms, really petite, but she was a natural blond and has blue eyes, looks more Russian then German so in the 'pale Moonlight' I've imagined her dancing with the devil.
Anyways, at some point of the evening, Encyclopedia Girl mentions something about chiropractic knowledge and faster then I could say 'Skippy-dee-Doudah!' she grabs my arm and starts pulling it.
HARD. She pulls on each one of my fingers, makes my knucles go CRACK! and I'm strangely feeling aroused by this time, since I notice how she's telling to RELAX my hand and my hand just lands gracefully between her legs. Not close to her pubis , but just on her thigh. Boy, does she have nice legs, I'm thinking.
At the end, my right hand feels SOOOO GOOD , that it feels like it's attached to me
'This hand is not mine.' I go 'This is the hand of a milionaire who doesn't have any problems with life whatsoever.'
Now, bare in mind I'm wearing O. shirt, a gray-blue something with epaulettes, I chose that one since it gave out a fascist vibe, I'm not a neo-nazi but I dig the military-german WW II memorablia.
Anyways, faster than I can say anything else, Encyclopedia Girl goes:
'Wanna try your other hand?!'
I go ' SURE!'
She digs her thin tiny fingers into the flesh of my arm, hitting the tendon. That hurts like hell, but relief follows soon after.
'I can't do your spine since you're too BIG for me.'
I go ' Hum, that's okay. I appreciate what you're doing right now.'
Then she pulls on my arm. At this point, my hand is grazing her left breast.
And I don't mean tender Ups, I did it, type of accidental touch. Almost like she wants me there. She just doesn't take MY PALM into her hands and places directly on her chest.
I am quite pleased about the firmness I've felt in that area.
Not big, but perky.
Teenage type of body, you know.
She goes afterwards 'Relax your shoulders. You're too tensed.'
'I'm always tensed around women.' I go and I smile candidly.
I felt like a child in her hands, anyway.
'Well, imagine you're carrying all this weight with you around. And being tensed always makes you tired.'
'You're right.'
She gently hits my shoulder with her hand.
'Stop tensing.'
'Okay.'
And again, I felt good next to a girl. WOW!

Oh, and I walked with her home. So I now know where she lives.
And she's not 19 as I suspected. She's thirty.
She told me she had a bad relationship with a guy ,that lased for 7 years and the 'monster' cheated on her.
She's okay, I guess. But I just don't like the fact that she's a Scorpio. Like my Ex.
Ah, and what I absolutely loved about her , was her shyness. Her fighting with her shyness was SOOOOOOO CUTE.
She mostly kept her eyes closed, when she was talking.
But at the bar, she looked straight into my eyes and I couldn't help but be amazed of how cool a natural blond chick looks in the pale light of the pub.
So. This morning I phoned Ovidiu and thanked him kindly for his clothes.
'Man, this blue -grayish shirt is already giving results in the field. I got massaged by a girl last night.'
'Good for you, man. Be careful, in those clothes you will hit that ass.'
'But it didn't happened last night!'
'No worries. It will happen in the near future.'
'Ok, man. Thanks man.'

So, what do ya guys think? What should I do about Encyclopedia Girl? Should I follow suit and just tell her straight on
'Look I like you a lot and this is what I have to offer. Not a lot of cash, but I'm an excellent conversationalist and a good asset in bed. What do ya say, shall we shake on it? Deal?'

I still feel her fingers poking inside my arms, which is kinda hot.
Don't know why she did it though.

BY THE WAY, we mentioned movies. And I told her I had this hard and I could bring it but it's full of viruses and she goes:
'Well, can't you de-virus the thing?'
I said ' Yeah, I suppose I can.'
And I'm thinking ' This means she wants to see me again? Wow!'
At the entrance to her flat, she says 'Goodbye, thanks for leading me here!' don't know about you dudes, but here it is customary to lead a lady to her home, in the middle of teh night.
And I said 'Bye! Watch those movies, okay?' and she smiled.
She had her eyes closed this time. Meaning her shyness taking hold of her body. THAT my friends, I found extremely hot.
Especially since it was coming from someone way more mature than me and LIFE wiser, with a bigger experience. I can learn a lot from her, with the price of a few hard earned Orgasms and some nice Kissing.
NOT to bad of a deal, eh?

Anyways, what are your thoughts on this? Should I pursue?
Should I be straight forward?
She mentioned something about her inability to show feelings but I dig that too, we can sex it up all night and we'll deal with those pesky touchy feelly stuff when we get there.
And yes, I will probably see her again since she goes to the same BAR as me and punker friend do. And yes, I do want to shag her.
But not because I'm desperate for human contact, but because she's smart, fun to be around and DOESN'T STOP TALKING!
Which is a plus since I get to shut up for ONCE.
Okay, this is me signing off. Take care guys!

P.S: Oh, and when I went back , told everything about this experience to Filipina lady since she was on msn, she went a bit berserk , asked me stupid questions like ' was she young?' 'did you get hard?' things like that.
I told her the details and she said ' stop it' and I was ' Y ? U Jealous? Y SO JEALOUS !??!! '
But anyways, her general demeanor sickened me. Acting all bossy from half-of-world away. Yeah right, sister.
Preach it to the choir.

[The Vitiated Mind]

Dude Just ing go for it ! I mean i just can't begin with numbering reasons why should it go well .

off that Filipina ...

[Salem1]

Yeah just make sure you don't offer yourself up. No matter how shy and sweet she is you don't want to make it too easy for her or you increase the chance of turning her off

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

Yeah but I find it kinda weird that she went so far as touching me and stretching my arms like that. Why would she do that?
What's to gain from that? Maybe she just wanted to straighten my bones and I got the wrong impression.
Or maybe it was foreplay. A weird sort of foreplay.

[Salem1]

Yeah but I find it kinda weird that she went so far as touching me and stretching my arms like that. Why would she do that?
What's to gain from that? Maybe she just wanted to straighten my bones and I got the wrong impression.
Or maybe it was foreplay. A weird sort of foreplay.

Or maybe she likes you? jeez man

[War lord]

Dude, just stop thinking in terms of boning, a shy girl who has been cheated on won't dig that.

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

UPDATE:

I don't know how to rationalize this but I've met a girl. A smart, intelligent tall girl with a nice face and a good demeanor . She has a very relaxed outlook on life.
I've met her in that same Bar I always hate to go , while I was there with m. and o. the same dudes that got this thread started in the first place. She was sitting alone at a table looking all sad and was even writing something on a Notebook. That made me mad.
Why should she be alone, I thought? for she was cute and hot and surely she had no reason of feeling sad and depressed. I on the other hand, ought to be alone because I'm a up who can't do right even if his life depended on it.
I kept thinking about her and what her situation could be. She packed her things and walked away.
As soon as she exited the door, I felt something break inside me. No, I said. I am not going to lose this girl too. Just as m. told me this half- ass truth about love:
' You know, C. what's the meaning of Love? Love is when a person keeps running after some other person's ass' And I was ' Right. I'm going to run now.' and I did.
It was cold outside but I saw her, just a vague silhouette in the far distance. I said ' Screw it, if I got out might as well go the extra mile. ' So I went after her,like a dog in heat, one might say.
The night was cold and I felt like a date rapist.
Got to reach her and asked her if we could talk for a minute. She said 'yes' and I started giving her this speech about how her loneliness was crap compared to mine because I've let mine grow and reach titanic size and she shouldn't feel sad or depressed (except for the case she lost a dear relative like Father Mother or Grandmother in which case I was sorry and I felt that she had to be sad in that situation) and at the end of this speech, she laughed.
She said ' Do you smoke?" and I said 'No' and she said ' Goodie , more cigarettes for me' and we sat down on a fence and started talking. She was not depressed , she was not feeling sad in that bar which she named ' The Alone Poeple's bar' even the ones that are laughing and smooching ? I've asked and she said ' Yup, even they' and one thing left to another, I told her she should see ' Pirates of the Dark water' because it's a smashing animation and I really loved it.
At one point she said , ' I don't think you're 27' which sent my alarm bells ringing. I kept it chill and joking all the time, but truth is I was nervous as hell. It was the last day of a competition where I drew for like 8 hours straight, a grand achievement and I won Second Prize, told her about this casually and she said ' Wow, in that case I want your number!' and I was ' Really?! ' and she was ' Yeah'
Afterwards , I should've ran back to my friends, I guess, but I didn't so I stayed there with her.
She has black hair and black eyes and has a great sense of humour and she noticed that my inteligence is like ' really big' and I was ' how can you tell that from a couple of words' and she said, ' Oh come on, I just can' and I thought 'ok this chick fancies me , what the hell do I do now?' because if you don't know this about me, gents, it's fair that I should enlighten you
Before each important social event, just to prevent my hormones and desires to make me look desperate I ********** one time to make myself more gentle and not so much of a Neanderthal. Downsize are as follows:
1. low self-esteem
2. low energy levels
3. incapacity to pick up girls
4. low self-esteem
5. incapacity to ask for girl's phone numbers
6. inability to keep a conversation going

I was falling into Number 6. with her and she said at one point ' Good, I am going to leave you now. Because I'm getting cold.' And I said " Will we meet again?' And she said ' Yeah. I want to read your script. But you said you wouldn't give it to me so...I will call you'
and I was cheering inside.
Went back to the bar, o. and m. were officialy gone and I had to walk home wearing just a short-leaved shirt and it was pretty chilling but I was laughing all the way.
This morning, I wake up and I'm like :
'Damn, that girl was too beautiful to be real.'
Now I think she might not like as I do and she won't call me. But I do want her.
And she had this weird theory that physical attraction has nothing to do with lust , but more with the atoms inside each person. And boy, did my atoms want to jump her atoms that night!
don't really know how to proceed , I'll just call her and I want to talk to her more so I guess I'll be seeing her today as soon as possible because I'm really curious about her feeedback regarding my script, seeing how she's a smart girl and my script IS about girls.
Even if we don't have sex, I still admire her.
She likes Russians though. None of the English speaking peoples are on her list.
I dig Irish folk and the Japanese. I will try not to act so childish anymore AND at the same time , I will try not to jump her bones on sight ( you know, the date-rape thing)
And yes, no ************ for me anymore.

[The Vitiated Mind]

What happened to that chiropractic chick ? Anyway i think you should start something with this one , the way you described it I'm pretty positive you could find some happiness with her at least for a while .

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

Can't muster up the guts to call her

[Lord Baal]

CALL HER I SAY!!!

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

called her , I did. She wasn't available.
After 5 minutes, she called me back.
We did chat about our days. T'was quite annoying because I had to keep some stuff from her.
Also, she said 'oh, you're the other one' meaning she has another exact named dude in her list.
Didn't felt quite appreciated.
Also, my dad is in the hospital.
Sad part is they'll release him, because there's nothing they can do for him (his self-inflicted wound is too advanced)
Ah and chick said ' I'm really caught up in 'things' , I'm always caught up in things' and I said
'Well, if ya wanna talk about your characters and my characters we should meet some day and talk about them. What do u say?' and she gave me that ' I'll call you' routine.
my life.

[Lord Baal]

Your dad what?!!! I don't know it brother! What happened? I tried to look over the few pages here but can't find anything about your dad. Also, for your amusement I opened a thread about a miserable fact of my life, so you won't be alone!

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

Well, I don't talk about the fact that my dad scratched his ear off because obviously, I feel sickened by this fact.And sad. Very sad. Also, I figured it out:
Clubs are just like porn movies where all the people get ready to and everybody minds if you're jerking off.
clubs man. I can't imagine screwing a chick there. I'm just not compatible with the gay ass loud music . And the people there are retarded.

[Lord of the Drunk Penguin]

Ok Update:

So I was in this bar which I happen to love not because of the service there, but mainly because of the music SO I went into discussion with FOUR chicks which looked foreign enough, found out that they were from Italy, never got anything more than the town they were , Trevio, didn't ask for anything but get this,the waitress cursed me out when I tried to brag about it because I intererupted the crap she was talking with a retarded girlfriend which makes me hate that place all along, because you don't get treated that well and that chick can act like a dick whenever she likes, with whoever she wants.
I just stood there and took her stupid remarks. She didn't went all the way at least, didn't called me stupid, just called me a 'child' for interrupting her and her girlfriend and I know you guys are going to say chicks are humans too and nobody LIKES to be interupted BUT they talked crap and crap isn't THAT interesting so I just barged in.
Twice.
I don't regret a thing. She was hysterical. And I'm happy to have made her like that.
She proved what a crappy joint that place was all along.
I don't know, I just don't feel like giving my money to a place where the waitress screams
'Get the out ' to me just because I'm the last client there.
It doesn't give much credit to the establishment.
And I don't regret interrupting their chatter with just a few sentences, which weren't that ludicrous, BUT I had to say the speech to the end. AND I did. And I walked.
Happy.
Despite of her idiocy.