Fuck it.

Here's a Carrie Bradshaw entry for you.

Fuck the whole dating game. I'm so sick of it. Yes i've had a glass of wine, okay make that two in me, but i've still got my fucking sanity and fuck the whole dating game. I was sitting here thinking of how Friday night I met this cool guy, and Saturday morning he felt like a much better catch, as I woke up with him being all sensitive to me spooning, kissing, acting in bed how I would with someone as if i were dating them. And trust, me i'm NOT the one night stand type of girl but it happend. And in my head while it was happening i was thinking of my ex telling me how to play the "game" and to read Why Men Love Bitches because in a nut shell chapters 1-3 explains not to sleep with a guy on date 1.

But fuck it. I needed some, was in the moment, and it's almost 2010. Which brings me to my next point. We met Friday, It's now Wednesday night...in any sort of "dating game" he should have called by now, considering Saturday in the day he texted me "You're hot I would love to take you to dinner and drinks, I'll call you." WIth that said, he was obvisouly into me. I wasn't by any means waiting around my phone for him, but in the back of my head, he could have called it's Wednesday. Men today are so fucking lazy. Thinking they can call a lady a week or two later because they have had a busy week is total bullshit. I've had a pretty busy week too and i'm around. I'm also a great catch. So i texted him. Man, I sounds so 2009, but i was sitting here a little pist at the fact that once again men suck, and was debating for a sec to give him another day or two and the i thought to mysef - Fuck It. Who is to say what the dating rules are these days? It all seems to be about text and email anyways. Who's to determine a guy is suppose to call a girl. I mean yes, it should happen like that - and in a world full of chivalry that would. But I wanted to say hi, so I gave in and just texted him "How are you?" I figured by this point I should have either gave him the benefit of the doubt or waiting a week for him to call and that's when I thought, Fuck it. I'm going to text him. He will either a) text me back with some lame message or b) never text and get turned off by my text and never call ...and the later of the two option well, then fuck it, i'm over it anyways and i'ts the story of my so-called life.

So there ladies, I had to vent. So sick of trying to "wait arounf" for the desginated call. A part of me love that, but more often then not a part of my genuinely feels like it's a new century and who cares who makes contact with who. He will either read that text as "she's too eager" or realize I kind of genuinely wanted to say "Hello." Hopefully the later of the two.

I'm over it. I don't think there's any definition to men vs. women these days. Honestly, the older I get, I don't think so.

I also somehow managed to email my ex "How's life" in genuine hopes of just hearing back from him how he is doing, and also calling my crush...when really he owes me a call.

Whatever. Just got sick of the waiting around scene tonight. Perhaps that's why men get intimidated from me. I'm not a doormat by anymeans anymore, i'm just legit and sick of bullshit and dating "games."

Let's cut to the chase.