Then this red-head caught up with me, and as i was reaching the clovelly junction, and she and i were headed the same way, she elected to go on the other side of the rails just so that she could avoid me, and while it WAS broad daylight and I am not the least bit interested in molesting people, I was nevertheless put out by her behaviour, and when she reached the end of the parking area, she was going like a comet. I kept my speed, put her out of my mind, and was therefore surprised when, as I reached vinnie's, she was walking with the same determined, set face into the bakery, and she walked out again, and i did not kep track of her.
i was left to conclude that the silly woman had been trying to show me she was ... interested in me... by literally treating me like i had to be handled by a pair of long tongs. with gloves, and a radioactive suit. In a sterile environment.
which sucks, and which is thetreatement i have been getting all along from these women that later walk around expressing misery when I do not drool and run after them like a wolf that has seen chickens galore.
So, a little while later, i was to find vinnie's surprised comment rather irritating when he asked me if that chick, who was passing beneath us on the road, and pushing back her hair and smiling directly at me, like , well, direct, was smiling at me?
i wanted to blurt out that , of course, she WAS she had read my posts and was coming out to let me know she was one of the three cinderellas who was convinced one pair was hers. She had dark hair, and was dressed in dark jeans, and she HAD an ass, and , thinking back on it, I found out that the reason why i was smitten by the canadian chick was that she did the same thing;- she sought me out and sought MY face, not to show me bits of her anatomy, which were excellent anyway.
Which, in retrospect, means that she effectively sidelined the david matthews chick,and left me with absolutely NO way that I can accept what amounts to a degrading experience that the woman put me through. Pity.
but, well, win some, lose some.
However, if the dark-haired chick was one of three, and i am adamant that the number remain at, ultimately, 26, because i do not think I want a reminder of my mother or my family for all time, then there are Still two women left out, and well, my ... POINT is, I want certain, specific women, to fill in the... blanks.
I will make only one call, and, hey, I am literally a public figure,so i will exploit it, since everyone else seems to be doing that; so, it is all open to the first to satisfy the conditions, the last two, that is.
i want a woman with the same type of hair as the david matthews chick, and an ass that- OK, so maybe the ass bit is covered, so that is not a biggie- the hair has to be the dull pearl white type that i have seldom seen, except on her sister;- which reminds me, now what the fuck is HER problem? She is hounding me, and yet refuses to listen to me, and she wants me to run after her, and will not herself come out and FACE me, and SAY what she wants to say, if she has got something to say, the silly fool.
Well, fuck her.
something i am still thinking about anyway, but if she keeps this up it will NOT be something she likes.
I mean, what the heall is so difficult for her to understand about the fact that if she -and for some reason i must confess that SHE is most on my mind, which is why i am angriest at her for being so hard of hearing- wants to have anything to do with ME,then sign language is out, I can rech a million differnt conclusions about anything she does and will never know WHY she does anything unless she TELLS me and removes the doubt, so she better change her approach, assuming she wants tobe with me, and shove her pride up you know where and seek ME out, to TALK to me, not this bullshit pantomime that irritates the crap out of me.
because I am thinking i want easy game, good looking game, that just falls into my lap, easy.
Then, lastly, i would like an elderly, blonde lady with a full figure, meaning an ass, and no sagging breasts [not a grey haired woman, but one born blonde, with her hair never losing its colour from birth] single, and not fat, with no love handles, and she must be in her mid-fiftys, and she will be necessary for two things;- ONE to piss of butt-head's mom, and two, to go home with me to piss of MY mom, because that is something that is, in essence, frowned on, to have a woman twice one's age... mmm! I have just had a thought here. It would be nice if the blonde woman and the elderly lady WERE mother and daughter, because THAT would be even worse, yes?
YESSSS!
And that would so make my day I would be very glad.
So, there we go. I am easy. if I like what I see, I take what I see, and that is it, and we will call all this quits.
THEN I can give in to the madness, and unleash the badness.
because MY vengeance will have been complete, yesss!
