Dawg

I have dated my share of foreigners in the past; I might even say that amongst my friends I am known for it. Then again, I move around a lot more then most of my friends. Now don’t get the wrong idea, it’s really not that bad. I have dated, 2 Americans and one Canadian....see not that bad is it? Of course I have fucked a shitload more when I was abroad, but we’ll not touch that subject shall we. Now both of the Americans were military personnel, because uniforms just yank my crank really. One was air force, but the other was part of the United States Marine Corps...cute as a button though a bit of a whiner.

He has annoyed the crap out of me in the past in many ways, the best would have to be him threatening to kill himself over me when he was going to clean guns the next day, signing off with the message: “I hope my death gives you nightmares” and then not logging on for 2 months, after which I got a message saying “what’s up?” Suffice to say if I had an automatic-internet-stabbing-in-the-face-gadget it would have been deployed right there and then, but I was fresh out so he lived. After some time in Japan he finally got back to America (and some heavy anti-depressants later) felt better, I forgave him as you do the puppy that left a steaming surprise on your carpet, you don’t really want to, you just can’t help yourself. So we’re talking and he expresses his surprise about me being single by saying: but you’re gorgeous, how can you not be dating?

For all of you, who don’t realise how this can be considered rude, let me explain. By saying that I am gorgeous (sweet isn’t he?) he implied it was illogical for me to be single, because I wasn’t a dog, and there for guys would like me. And if guys liked me I didn’t have to be dingle, so why was I? It did not cross his mind that I am single because I haven’t found a nice guy yet and employ certain standards, no; it would have to be the guys not fancying me. Grrrr

This to me brings up an interesting point which Roommate and I discuss with a certain regularity. Is anything better than nothing? Is it better to be with the guy you don’t really fancy yet get along with than to be alone? I am a vehement advocate of the being alone and Roommate tends to veer slightly to the anything over nothing side. This can partially be explained by a craving for attention, which we both possess. Neither of us feels good when there isn’t some poor guy somewhere craving us. Now both of us being intelligent, witty, gorgeous people we have no problems in obtaining such worship, but sometimes the stream dries up a little and you are left with a nagging feeling of uncertain bitchyness. Boyfriends take care of this by giving attention and very importantly, being there to give attention too, it’s hard to feel alone when you can go over and cook someone dinner and snuggle them. So should we simply have someone at the ready or should we wait till we find someone we actually really, really like? And in the words of one of Roommates friends which we shall call Redhead: “If I deserve so much better (man wise) then where the hell are they?” I haven’t heard a conclusive argument yet, but you’re all welcome to make them on Skype or leave a comment.

In other news, I think I need a new set of friends, I am taking applications at the moment and you can always post your résumé as a comment, I offer lots of fringe benefits so apply today!

Lots of Love

Lexy

ps. things I learned this week: Roommate’s female friend does not like him and another guy fondling my tits in the backseat of her car.