HERE IS A CRAZY TRUE STORY OF A BOY I MET WHILE OUT DANCING WITH GIRLFRIENDS...I will call it....
YANKEE, VERY MUCH...YOU PSYCHO!
well it has been a week and no word from my young prince...my rescuer on the lonely birthday night!
I think he is being careful too because i told him about the last guy I saw (a couple of times) now he was really not right in the head....from India.
I met him at yankee doodles and in half an hour he was talking about getting married (together) it was time to leave the place was closing...then when the next day rolls around I check my tele at about twelve in the afternoon and he had called FIVE times already.
5 times!
I was like OH BOY here it comes...another psyconaut! Straight from the far off reaches...
I didn't call him for a few days and the calls from him add up to about thirty....you know?
When I call he said something like..." what happened to you I thought you forgot all about me"...and I say "and I figure you are psycho...SO?"
It was interesting to say the very least...I eventually did date him once to see if I could relate if I tried and he had started first
to keep some boundries that I laid down...I am not a phone person...I went out to Thai food with him and he was nice. We cuddled in the taxi...we kissed...we enjoyed the ride home.
Now get this...when I decide we can be more serious that he is okay after all...(we talk for a couple of weeks on the phone) he was a phone person...called
every two days or so THEN we decide to help out his roomate with a double date (he decides ) I go along happily, My friend Eve, decides she will go and we all meet at a local bowling alley for a
hopefully fun date...well we couldnt bowl ...it was too early to bowl there ? but we go out to eat a a nice (
expensive) Italian place on
snazzy boulevard (Ventura) and we have a good time.
I am full of fun and we laugh a lot...(being the
life of the party was once my thing) THEN, when I go to the ladies room...Mr. Perka...my date, is holding the palm (reading my friends palm) of Eve ( no I did not know he could read palms) anyway ...so I say that am next!...(I was not upset) but when he didnt stop reading her hand after some time... I say what about me... and he seems to hate letting her hand go...you know? and then, not much to say with me...about my palm which he eventually loses track of...
LONG story shortened....He next calls to set up another date ...possibly with Eve and another two friends, to try to bowl this time and his guys friends will meet another of my friends...and, HE SAYS that, "since we are not serious"...(He now says)...maybe I could
pay my own tab on the next date and ....eventually friends?
maybe I could set him up with one of my FRIENDS!
WHAT IS THAT??? I have to question!!!
What the hell is going on with people like that?
Are they just retarded or? I was really hurt and really personally affronted, by it all. It upset me for weeks...I was not able to concentrate well at school, couldn't eat right...sleep right. It was nuts. I told the story to Carlos as my last fiasco with a guy. And we had a good laugh at his (stupidity) how lame can you get right?
Why did he act like I was the only woman for him and the lets get married
then SWITCH to FIX ME UP ?
( My tires would have
screeched had I been driving.) But I was alas at school looking at my girl EVE...the beauty...while he said it. At least she was there to co-miserate and she had met him so she knew who i was hating at the moment!
How is that for a crazy story. True story!
Happened about 9 weeks ago...now it is just funny in an insane sort of way. What a creep.
He is eighteen years younger than me...think of Demi and Ashton. ( I told all my pals that I would never do that) - they are still laughing about it, and I am not... (probably)...going to fall in love, though!
. And the second one was because he had children. It's like your Mommy called your dad Daddy. However, people found it gross. Oh well.... 
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