Renegen on 7/10/2006 at 02:23

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Ever heard of the russian mafia? Those eastern europeans are swimming in money!

TTK12G3 on 7/10/2006 at 03:24

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No. Why don't you tell me?


No. We are not.

What the hell is this shit with Russian men?

TTK12G3 on 7/10/2006 at 03:40

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http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g116/TTK12G3/slap.jpg

It's nice being out of reach, isn't it?

Crion on 7/10/2006 at 07:19

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Love.

"WaitwaHT?"

You heard me.

Since I've graduated from high school in 200... it was 2000something. Anyway, it was beer, pot, beer, pot, videogames, and porn. Not all in that order or of relative quantities either.

From time to time, my mom would get seriously pissed off at me. I tried going to community college (lawls, I know but money isn't cheap...) and managed to do one class for one semester. Yay. Did some work, too. My mom's boyfriend needed a hand while working on his sister's house so I got to stay up in Washington for about three months that year.

Then I came back, hung out with my friends, and it was back to pot, beer, and videogames (and porn).

Somehow, I met a nice girl who happened to smoke pot, drink, and was a heck of a asian porn and hentai fiend who also liked videogames. We got closer; we fooled around some. ...and then her boyfriend found out. My friend.

I stopped then. No beer. No pot. None of those friends at all any more. We talked still. She went out of town for a week and we spent over day talking. Literally. We clocked in 8, 9, and 12 hour conversations over IMs. Finally, on the last day, her boyfriend says he's gonna come down, meet her family, and take her home. He bullshits about some dinner with his dad and then completely disappears. She contacts me and asks if she could stay over.

Now, he's done some terrible shit before this. He's told her to, "get the fuck out," and he'll "help her pack."

Anyway... "stuff" happens and we don't see each other for weeks. We talk online still, even had access to each other's journals.

He becomes disinterested in her. He can't turn her on. He seems all the more interested in blunts, bongs, beers, and shots. He almost drops her off on the side of the road.

More time passes.

I talk to her and the conversation turns to them, to us. She defends him over my accusations of being emotionally vapid and shallow, a pot fiend and irresponsible. He's saving his money to fix his car! He's waking her up in the morning with kisses and promises the day to her!

Then I hear he calls her to ask if he can go bar hopping with his boss. She tells him no and to come home with a movie and some beers. Suddenly, he's not interested in drinking. She tells me she's telling him that she's gonna move out. I kinda laugh and cry at the same time.

Later still, he spends $250 on pot in a week. She confronts him and he tells her, "Don't tell me what to do. It's my fucking money." ...money that was to be saved for an apartment and/or fixing up his car. Also, he kicked her out that night. She makes a post on her journal saying that she called him and he wasn't picking up.

Still more time passes by.

Things have settled down. We're all playing some online game. He's talking to her asking if she'll come to the store with him. She says no. He asks again. She says no. I sense something is up and ask her about it. He's off buying pot, she says. Today sucks, she says.

I ask her how is she. Empty, she says. I try to get her to talk about it but she doesn't even care any more, she says.

I get pissed off and write an angry entry in my journal about it. We fight over it and she ends up deleting hers. Game over, man. Game over.

Me? I'm still clean. I don't smoke. I'll drink (wine and dine) but I won't go drinking.

What can change a man? The want for a woman. The want to look good, be healthy and able for a woman.

And now the jokes about whether or not I qualify as a man as to negate the entire story as told.

Now then, I was nice, caring, clean, could do the foreplay thing all night, turned her on with erotica I wrote, and shared many of her interests. He was sarcastic, an ass, worked hard but just wanted to hang out with friends and smoke pot after working, apparently failed hardcore at getting her off (let alone turning her on), and, yet, managed to hold on to her some fucking how. I answered the question so now I get to ask: WHAT THE FUCK DO WOMEN WANT?

Ko0K on 7/10/2006 at 10:00

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Changing a person on fundamental levels is probably not the easiest thing to do, but it can be done. However, I would think that someone who is happy with him/herself would see no reason to change. So, if you are happy with yourself, and the other is happy with him/herself, yet you two still butt heads, then it's probably never too early to move on.