Stats: Second Date with Jesus. It's been over a week, Jesus and I were supposed to run, go on a hike or hang out. I invited Jesus over to my house since he was close by. We were just going to chill in between me cleaning up and making dinner for my parents. One this I found tough about meeting up with the second date is that Jesus is very spontaneous when he appears. His schedule is unplanned and making an appointment to have a date usually happens the day of and not a week in advance. I really adore people who can be spontaneous lie me, however I keep a schedule so at least I can pencil in appointments, lunches, concerts, weddings and when to take the trash to the curb.
P.A. (Post Analysis)
Jesus came over and I gave him a tour of the house. He met the dog, we sat around and just talked. It was nice. I threw a pillow on his stomach and put my head down. We laid there for two hours chatting about various things. Mostly we chatted about his ex-boyfriends (he was recently out of an 8 year relationship) and who he is compatible with. I'm not saying that chatting about ex-boyfriends or past dates is bad, who am I to criticize seeing that I have this blog, but going over someones house on a beautiful day and just having a moment in your life when you can relax should not be cluttered with the stories of why you still have pent up frustrations. I'd prefer to know more about what music you enjoy, when did you last go to a concert or museum. You like to hike so what are some places you have gone.
Some of these came out on the first outing, however, since that was so long ago I want to hear more details about Jesus and not friends of Jesus. I know Judas betrayed you and John got you wet but what about you Jesus?
We finally went online and started looking at waterfalls to hike to. He had mentioned one that it turns out I have been to and love. We decided we would go hike it one day. One day. Yes. I asked him about Monday or sometime next week, he said he didn't know his schedule until the day of. Since moving back here and having a short cushion before returning to the workforce, he has throw out his schedule entirely and goes day by day. Oh Lord, three things I pray for a guy now. After thinking about it I needed three major things that Jesus wasn't offering me. I need a homosexual to have a way to center yourself so when afflicted by adversity you don't talk about it all the time but find a way to vent and deal with it before it consumes all your conversations. A homosexual should have motivation and drive to want to do something sooner than later. If you wait to long, opportunities pass and waterfalls dry up. Lastly I need a homosexual to have a semi-schedule that he can honor. This means penciling me in as I would for him, and communicating if something should come up. I don't want to wait years for Jesus to come again I want Jesus to appear soon. Jesus needs a calendar.
In my opinion Jesus is a nice guy but he doesn't have his priorities in order. He comes and goes for certain people and I need more structure. Being spontaneous means you know that if you take off on a whim your whole life you leave behind isn't going to crash.
I have decided that if Jesus lets me know ahead of time, I would gladly go on a hike or run with him. We'll see if this happens. Unfortunately I believe Jesus would not make a good date to continue with.
Grade:
Paul - C+
Jorge -
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
Time Square Bomber
Stats: Time Square Bomber Michael! That's right I have a date with the Time Square Bomber! Well ok it's not the real bomber, just cuter and no unibrow! After declaring how cute the Time Square Bomber would be without the unibrow I have a date with one just as cute! Michael, well his name isn't Michael except I kept calling him that in front of his friends. With a confusing look they finally corrected me! This guy is 25, he's got dark hair, Peruvian, but does not play flute in a Peruvian band in the mall. He does have a degree in music and has a few friends in common with me. He called me cute based upon my facebook profile and I went with it!. I decided I was going to be self confident about my looks, my talents, my conversation abilities and try and make this guy laugh. I also wanted to see how much we had in common aside from our tastes in music. I asked him for coffee, eventually he suggested we grab something to eat on Cinco de Mayo. He suggested fast food, to which I replied I didn't eat. It turns out he's a little facetious and countered the offer with Peet's coffee (I like my tea loose) and sushi right across the street.
Post Analysis:
I was standing on the corner of 19th and J texting him where Peet's was located. Like the dumbass that I am he said, and for the third time, it was on 20th! I parked in the parking lot for Starbucks so I thought, in order to avoid towing or something stupid, I would go find a place to park. I passed up a spot that was in front of Peet's, mind you I didn't see it was Peets or 20th because it was way close to 19th. Ok I was a little dense and blond! I made a huge crazy 8 and finally ended up at that same parking space (as it turned out it was in between Peets and sushi!
I arrived at Peets, we ordered drinks and sat down. It was nice, I sat with a relaxed open posture. We briefly talked about our mutual friends and then conversed about a wide variety of random topics. What we both do, things we like to do for fun, etc. A trio of homosexuals sat right next to us and a few homosexuals were on dates outside. If Michael didn't tell me he was a homosexual, I would have pegged him for a straight happy go lucky guy. We observed other homosexuals in dating action. After a while we both became hungry and headed over for dinner.
The place was dead, but then again who eats sushi on May 5th? We do! It was great - there was a motley choice of music selections that really inspired us to bust out singing along at various times. We sat there for a while sharing raw fish and chatting about so many things that I can't remember specifics, just the fact that I had such a good time.
One of the best moments was him clandestinely quoting South Park, which I picked up right away and matched with another South Park quote.
After, we headed to the homosexual bar area located a few blocks away. He had a few friends at one of the clubs so we decided to join them. Well actually he wanted to go and since I had not been to a homosexual club in Sacramento (Why would a guy like me go to one without my homosexual guide?). When we got there he seemed to know a lot of people. We met up with a few friends, some of them I have seen profiles online for. One person asked why I didn't have a drink, to which I responded well no one has bought me one! (insert evil coy grin and music of the Sirens) The homosexuals were bonding left and right. Well so I had thought. As it turned out many of the people I was surrounded with were not homosexual. Although a greater majority of people at the bar were, there were several straight people there that blended in with the homosexuals. The clan of friends Michael would keep me with for the rest of the night, embarked on a journey of love, redemption, dancing and mexican food. Just like a typical night at my old dwelling.
Everyone was drunk, everyone was having a good time. I had my one drink and enjoyed meeting various new people. We walked around midtown and I observed all the different types of homosexuals. Well actually my doubts were raised, having assumed that many of the patrons in a homosexual bar were fudge packers like South Park Tom Cruise, I began to watch the streets and think there were more straight men in these dwellings than homosexuals themselves.
This got me wondering where all the homosexuals could be? Could they be at grocery stores? Shopping malls? Movie theaters? Parks? In homes and apartments? Could they be . . . with children?
I also wondered why were these straight men hanging at homosexual places. Then I realized after one of them snagged an asian woman at the land of bad.
Women want a diverse guy that isn't uptight and able to have fun. Well since homosexuals and women are almost the same I wondered if this was true about the homosexuals. Sure enough it was. Michael and the rest of his friends were not uptight to have someone fun and funny join their trek around homoville. They seemed to appreciate the ridiculous and bond with each other through their hardships, magnify their happiness and support their alcoholism. This made me miss my friends and appreciate having a group of 20 year olds remind me how much I love my friends. It also reminded me something else, many of the homosexuals I encountered spend a lot of time in these bars. I was curious as to what they did besides the bars. Work. Work. and Work.
Back to my date! Michael had an older gentleman buy him a drink. The gentleman offered Michael a second drink and me a first. I politely declined however in t process of waiting for the drink, Michael talked about his recent relationship woes. Before we went on the date I had expressed that I was not looking for anyone at the moment, just a good date, he said the same. He also said he had just gotten out of a three year relationship that ended badly, leaving him with some debt to pay off. It wasn't until Michael had a little to drink that he began to talk about it freely with the older guy, and me listening in. It was obvious from the circumstances, which were more intense that I could have ever guessed, that Michael was pretty hurt about it. Particularly because this week was a sort of after relationship moment and he has been doing a lot of thinking about life.
I had so much empathy about taking charge of your life and giving yourself the care that is needed to grow and move on. Even homosexuals have hearts, ambitions and emotions that can spur havoc on their sensitivities. What I saw was a night of a someone to go on a casual date and enjoy life without feeling the weight of someone clinging on. He wanted freedom and I saw how important it is to make sure there is that balance in a relationship. Who was this ex that left him wanted to be free and single for a while. I don't think I could ever find a person like that and keep them my homosexual love slave. I need them to wonder out and do chores or go to school and get an education so they can support me with a good job.
The night was growing short and I had to be at the gym at 6am. My priorities were first for me. At the moment I decided to go Michael agreed that it was time to go home and get some shut eye. We walked back to our cars, hugged and that was that.
Grade:
Paul: B
Jorge:
Post Analysis:
I was standing on the corner of 19th and J texting him where Peet's was located. Like the dumbass that I am he said, and for the third time, it was on 20th! I parked in the parking lot for Starbucks so I thought, in order to avoid towing or something stupid, I would go find a place to park. I passed up a spot that was in front of Peet's, mind you I didn't see it was Peets or 20th because it was way close to 19th. Ok I was a little dense and blond! I made a huge crazy 8 and finally ended up at that same parking space (as it turned out it was in between Peets and sushi!
I arrived at Peets, we ordered drinks and sat down. It was nice, I sat with a relaxed open posture. We briefly talked about our mutual friends and then conversed about a wide variety of random topics. What we both do, things we like to do for fun, etc. A trio of homosexuals sat right next to us and a few homosexuals were on dates outside. If Michael didn't tell me he was a homosexual, I would have pegged him for a straight happy go lucky guy. We observed other homosexuals in dating action. After a while we both became hungry and headed over for dinner.
The place was dead, but then again who eats sushi on May 5th? We do! It was great - there was a motley choice of music selections that really inspired us to bust out singing along at various times. We sat there for a while sharing raw fish and chatting about so many things that I can't remember specifics, just the fact that I had such a good time.
One of the best moments was him clandestinely quoting South Park, which I picked up right away and matched with another South Park quote.
After, we headed to the homosexual bar area located a few blocks away. He had a few friends at one of the clubs so we decided to join them. Well actually he wanted to go and since I had not been to a homosexual club in Sacramento (Why would a guy like me go to one without my homosexual guide?). When we got there he seemed to know a lot of people. We met up with a few friends, some of them I have seen profiles online for. One person asked why I didn't have a drink, to which I responded well no one has bought me one! (insert evil coy grin and music of the Sirens) The homosexuals were bonding left and right. Well so I had thought. As it turned out many of the people I was surrounded with were not homosexual. Although a greater majority of people at the bar were, there were several straight people there that blended in with the homosexuals. The clan of friends Michael would keep me with for the rest of the night, embarked on a journey of love, redemption, dancing and mexican food. Just like a typical night at my old dwelling.
Everyone was drunk, everyone was having a good time. I had my one drink and enjoyed meeting various new people. We walked around midtown and I observed all the different types of homosexuals. Well actually my doubts were raised, having assumed that many of the patrons in a homosexual bar were fudge packers like South Park Tom Cruise, I began to watch the streets and think there were more straight men in these dwellings than homosexuals themselves.
This got me wondering where all the homosexuals could be? Could they be at grocery stores? Shopping malls? Movie theaters? Parks? In homes and apartments? Could they be . . . with children?
I also wondered why were these straight men hanging at homosexual places. Then I realized after one of them snagged an asian woman at the land of bad.
Women want a diverse guy that isn't uptight and able to have fun. Well since homosexuals and women are almost the same I wondered if this was true about the homosexuals. Sure enough it was. Michael and the rest of his friends were not uptight to have someone fun and funny join their trek around homoville. They seemed to appreciate the ridiculous and bond with each other through their hardships, magnify their happiness and support their alcoholism. This made me miss my friends and appreciate having a group of 20 year olds remind me how much I love my friends. It also reminded me something else, many of the homosexuals I encountered spend a lot of time in these bars. I was curious as to what they did besides the bars. Work. Work. and Work.
Back to my date! Michael had an older gentleman buy him a drink. The gentleman offered Michael a second drink and me a first. I politely declined however in t process of waiting for the drink, Michael talked about his recent relationship woes. Before we went on the date I had expressed that I was not looking for anyone at the moment, just a good date, he said the same. He also said he had just gotten out of a three year relationship that ended badly, leaving him with some debt to pay off. It wasn't until Michael had a little to drink that he began to talk about it freely with the older guy, and me listening in. It was obvious from the circumstances, which were more intense that I could have ever guessed, that Michael was pretty hurt about it. Particularly because this week was a sort of after relationship moment and he has been doing a lot of thinking about life.
I had so much empathy about taking charge of your life and giving yourself the care that is needed to grow and move on. Even homosexuals have hearts, ambitions and emotions that can spur havoc on their sensitivities. What I saw was a night of a someone to go on a casual date and enjoy life without feeling the weight of someone clinging on. He wanted freedom and I saw how important it is to make sure there is that balance in a relationship. Who was this ex that left him wanted to be free and single for a while. I don't think I could ever find a person like that and keep them my homosexual love slave. I need them to wonder out and do chores or go to school and get an education so they can support me with a good job.
The night was growing short and I had to be at the gym at 6am. My priorities were first for me. At the moment I decided to go Michael agreed that it was time to go home and get some shut eye. We walked back to our cars, hugged and that was that.
Grade:
Paul: B
Jorge:
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