I got a problem and I don’t know what to do about, even if I did I…How does it go?
Original Post Date: July 09, 2007
The club is not the greatest place to meet people but every once in a while you come up on a diamond in the rough. Well I thought this may have been the case for me when I met, let’s call her K. I get K’s number and I think to myself wow this girl mad cool. So K and I arrange to go to dinner. I get there early because you know sometimes the club lights play tricks on you, so if that was the case and she looked like a he, I could just slip out the side door (don’t judge me). Ha ha. So K walks in and I’m like this has to be top 5 most beautiful women I have ever met. I then proceed to do the, ‘white boy arm pump’.
Sidebar: This involves making a fist, pulling your elbow back towards your body. Repeat this three to 4 times or until you have reached a state of joy.
We greet each other with a hug and make our way to the table. This turns out to also be one of the top 5 dates I have ever had. She seems very intelligent, sense of humor and tells me she is about to open her own business. If you know me, you know that passion and ambitious are two of the most attractive traits in the world. So at this point, you know I’m pointing to the sky like GOD…you the man, you the man!!
We both end up having a busy week so we don’t get a chance to meet up until the next Friday… which created a state of ‘hype-ness’. I decide to just go for the gusto and suggest we spend the whole day together. I know what you’re thinking, Dawan you didn’t go for the whole day move on the second date…ohhhh yes daddy did. Ha ha. It pays off as she said she was thinking the same (in your face haters).
The day begins great. We hit Venice beach, walk around, talk, make fun of the weird people…you know normal Venice activities. We get back to my house and she says, “You don’t mind if I smoke do you.” Now I’m not a fan of the Tony Yayo but I get so caught off guard I just say, “whateva.” I know some you are like Dawan that’s not that bad (shaking my head at those of you thinking this). In the words of the great philosophers Onyx, “But, But, But, But waaaaittttttt it gets worse!” She goes out to my backyard does her thing (sorry that sounds like a dog) comes back in and sits down next me on my bed. I just continue to watch TV. 30 minutes go by and she goes, “What if people rub faces as a sign of affection.” To which I reply after a lonnnggggg pause, “You mean like Eskimos.” She is like, “No like cats rub faces.” To which I reply,
“K! I’M NOT HIGH! I’M NOT HIGH!” YYYY-K-YYYYYY!!!!!
Sidebar: I need you guys who smoke out there to understand something. I realize you may think when you get high you say very profound things and I will have to say this is true IF AND ONLY IF the person you are talking to is also high!
What happens next maybe hard for some people to read. **Viewer Discretion is advised** She then proceeds to tell me that she isn’t going to start her own business its two hard (after she made the decision a week ago). She then goes on to say she just wants to do nothing and lie on the beach all day for the rest of her life. Oh I forget the important part… and that she is cute enough that should be able to do that… with a little hehe at the end. WORD? Really?
Women let me make this perfectly clear. Yes, men are physical creatures and we will sometimes let things go if you’re more attractive then the next but never will looks be the only thing you need to seal the deal. If that was the case every man would just do like the rest of American and outsource. We would just be importing chicks left and right from third world countries. The government would have to set a 2 woman import limit at customs. It would best the best of both worlds they would be fine with ¬? the expectations. I call it Woman Light: Same great taste with ¬? the expectations. She wouldn’t care what kinda car you drove. In her country she had to walk 3 miles a day just to get water, she just happy to ride. She wouldn’t be looking for a man with a big house. In her country would just be happy to have a house. She like,”Oh gosh what’s that thing up there. ” You like, “It’s called a roof.”
I usually end my blogs with some profound statement but I think we have all learned something to today that we can take home with us.
