BlahBlahQueen Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 OK, here's what happened since Saturday. Brace yourself. There was a bulletin on Myspace from a photographer on my friends list. (We'll call him Frank.) One of the models had flaked out on a fashion photo shoot he was doing, and he needed a chick short-notice. I responded asking him if I looked like anything he could use... he said great, be here in two hours. So we're shooting away, and he asks me out of nowhere if I know his roommate. I was shocked to hell, because it turns out his roommate is a buddy of mine. After the shoot, we went back to their place for some beers and hit a club afterward. We had fun, ended up passing out at his assistant's house, woke up the next morning and they just up and dragged me on a shoot at a town festival. During this time, Frank and I are having some conversations and it's obvious that we have this intense magnetic chemistry. We are both too shy to do anything about it, and I have major reservations for three reasons: 1) it's awkward because of his roommate being my friend, 2) it's a bad idea to mix business with pleasure, as I learned after the disaster when I dated my bassist and lost my band after our breakup, and 3) I know from all third-party accounts that Frank is a total man-whore. I spend three days at their house. Our conversations reveal a man who has lived a whirlwind existence defined only by his love for art, music and knowledge. Heroin, women, musicians, jail, constant travel... the man's a glorious trainwreck. But intertwined in this mess is a true visionary who views life through x-ray glasses. A philosopher, yet a child at heart. And a devilishly handsome one, at that. Like whoa. We constantly get weirded out because we think in the exact same way, that way that no one else thinks. Everything that defines him is me to a tee. We're practically carbon copies of each other on the inside. Except he's 15 years my senior (!) and so has had more time to bring it to fruition. The similarity is sick and not necessarily a good sign, but... BlahBlahQueen falls in love. (Shoot me now, please. No pun intended.) Then, what does dear old Frank reveal in our conversations but that he has two girlfriends, one in France and the other in Canada. The Canadian one is coming down next week. She has proposed marriage to him. He has not accepted yet. Anyway, GRR! A freaking man-whore. I hate man-whores with a passion. We're sharing some crab legs at Hooters and he asks me out of nowhere if I would ever consider dating him. I laugh, shocked, and tell him I don't think so, as he's a bit of a whore. He tells me how shocked he is at our connection, which he noticed too and described in the same way I'd already seen it, and that he would like nothing better than to give it a try. I tell him he needs to figure some things out before I'd even consider it, and I drop the subject there. He doesn't use the women, he truly falls for them. The way he speaks of them, you can tell he means it inside his own head. He just falls for way too many of them. Sigh, let me regain my thoughts for a sec. We spend the day walking around Bayside. Crazy attraction. We go home. I lay down for a nap on his bed. He asks if I mind if he naps with me. My id gets the better of me and I say sure. He cuddles up behind me and holds me, strokes my hair, and we sleep. We wake up. I turn around. He kisses me. Electricity flying everywhere. I swore I would not do anything with him, but one thing leads to another, and do I did. I couldn't find the will in me to resist at all. He was incredible. All night long. And when we woke up this morning, it started all over again. I told him it could never happen again as long as he was involved with someone else. He understood. Then we decided to go to Jimbo's, a quaint beer-and-shrimp shack on the water. We spent all day there, talking about things that no one else would understand, getting lost in each other's eyes, dancing and singing and holding each other. He told me how much he wants to settle down, and that he's so into me . He took some fabulous faux-redneck pictures of me by the dock. We ran off to the far side of the beach, went skinny-dipping and fell asleep on the sand in each other's arms. Woke up with a horrid sunburn. Drove back to the mainland, had some dinner, then I finally came home. The insanity. The horror. I cannot fall for this man. It goes against all common sense. I can't cut him off completely as a friend either. He's my friend's roommate. He happens to know all my friends too. And he's, like, dying to stick me in this layout for Ocean Drive magazine that he's shooting, and a couple of other projects. To throw away this unique business opportunity would be just plain retarded of me. But the truth of the matter is that this is all justification. It has nothing to do with business. I've just simply fallen for him, hopelessly, irrevocably. Help me please. I think I'm dying.
fraidycat Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Listein Babe - I am smart, attractive,pure,innocent but one heck of a smart alec, People always come to me for advice because they appreciate my "level headed-ness" and you know what? I love a crackhead. Seriously- I won't have anything beyond a friendship with him because A)it would put me in an early grave with all the motions of his addictions and B)the last thing he needs in his life is a relationship. He knows I like him as more than friends but understands I am just trying to be a good friend and be there for him and help him through what he's going through. You love some big mess and I love some big mess. Do you know why? Well, because it's a big mess but it's interesting, it's life on your toes and keeping you guessing and we happen to like that. Do you think I could ever settle down with some nice boy who likes chess and pepsi? Get real, now I'd never settle down with a crackhead either.Too unstable for me and I'd never put children through that. But it is what it is and what it will turn into or where it will go nobody knows we just stay on the train ride because in all it's messiness and unpredictability..it excites us and for that in all my level headedness I have a bit of screwed upness in me..and I don't mind.
Art_Critic Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Then, what does dear old Frank reveal in our conversations but that he has two girlfriends, one in France and the other in Canada. The Canadian one is coming down next week. She has proposed marriage to him. He has not accepted yet. I know how wrapped up you are with your feelings but keep the part of your post I quoted in mind.. In fact re-read your post Do you want to be the 3rd girlfriend that this man doesn't give himself to ? He already has 2 that he isn't committed to.. You need to break away from this man.. This player.. he is going to hurt you real bad
flavius Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 He has three girlfriends as HE counts them. How many are counting him? Calling him a player is like calling Tiger Woods a golfer, and as you said quite adequately BlahBlah, you know it full well. But just cause someone can play you it doesn't mean they can love you. You may not believe this, but hell you're smart and you may already know it: being a carbon copy of a girl's soul is not an amazing happenstance, it is a gift and it is a skill. It runs in my family. One brother uses it to love, the other uses it to play. And who can tell us apart? We all go to the s***-can BBQueen. Go when you're old and lovely, not when you're young and tired. A thousand models swirling in SoBe, and a giant whirlpool in Biscayne Bay is burying them alive. Don't be just one more. You're special. The World's Most Fascinating Dinner Guest.
whichwayisup Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Don't put yourself IN a situation where you can't say no to him. And that means do not be alone with him, don't cuddle, sleep in his bed, go into his room, car, etc... Be strong and say NO. This guy has TWO women, and one is asking him to marry her? He is loving it all and hoping for a third woman... Maybe he truely does have feelings for you, but it isn't fair. Could you trust him to be faithful to you? He falls too easily and has no sense of committment. You deserve better than that. A roll in the hay, no matter how good it is, isn't worth the heartache you'll feel down the road...
justagirliegirl Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 LOL Whoa! This boi has got game and he sure knows it and knows how to play it and you fell for it hook line and sinker in a matter of days. This guy has got playa written all over him and he even told you that with his 2 gfs and one coming to propose to him. 2 is all that he is counting though. He probably has an amazing connection igirl n every city he's been around the world. I wonder if he is the author of one of those Pick Up Artist books? I agree that a carbon copy of a girl's soul is just a playa's skill and trick. Kinda like how do those psychics know so much about me? Some people have a knack for that and it works. I mean it got your panties off in a matter of days. Think of it as a fun weekend and nice roll in the hay and let it go at that and find someone more for you. Your obviously are young and hot so always know that right now 99% of guys after you want in your panties. Know it and realize it and use it to your advantage and not let yourself be bamboozled by the skilled playa.
kitten chick Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Wow, I was sweating reading that story. It was like it was straight out of a movie. Just follow your gut, you know what to do.
Author BlahBlahQueen Posted March 15, 2006 Author Posted March 15, 2006 Damn, I'm ashamed to look at the screen now. You guys sure hung me out to dry. I feel like a doofus. You know, I'd be lost without this board. I love you guys. I know the truth of everything you said. I'll be here trying to get over this lapse of sanity. It's painful.
flavius Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Get over? It is over -- when you say its over. You're the QUEEN!
blind_otter Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 He has three girlfriends as HE counts them. How many are counting him? Calling him a player is like calling Tiger Woods a golfer, and as you said quite adequately BlahBlah, you know it full well. But just cause someone can play you it doesn't mean they can love you. You may not believe this, but hell you're smart and you may already know it: being a carbon copy of a girl's soul is not an amazing happenstance, it is a gift and it is a skill. It runs in my family. One brother uses it to love, the other uses it to play. And who can tell us apart? We all go to the s***-can BBQueen. Go when you're old and lovely, not when you're young and tired. A thousand models swirling in SoBe, and a giant whirlpool in Biscayne Bay is burying them alive. Don't be just one more. You're special. The World's Most Fascinating Dinner Guest. Yes. Insanity and genius are two sides of the same coin.
kitten chick Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Damn, I'm ashamed to look at the screen now. You guys sure hung me out to dry. I feel like a doofus. You know what, it's so easy to get caught up in these things. Don't be embarassed or feel like a doofus, it could happen to anyone. It's what you do now that matters.
Author BlahBlahQueen Posted March 15, 2006 Author Posted March 15, 2006 LOL Whoa! This boi has got game and he sure knows it and knows how to play it and you fell for it hook line and sinker in a matter of days. Hey, give me a little credit. I knew the deal from the get-go. I just had a hard time getting my heart to cooperate with my mind.
Author BlahBlahQueen Posted March 15, 2006 Author Posted March 15, 2006 in love with love, maybe? Gee, ya think?
blind_otter Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Me too. I find life without that incredibly depressingly boring. Much less intense, less crazy moments. "Peak experiences" as they say in humanisitic psych. But this is the goal, isn't it? A quiet life? I can't wrap my head around it. Well considering the quasi-spherical shape of my head, I can't wrap it around anything but you get the point.
Author BlahBlahQueen Posted March 15, 2006 Author Posted March 15, 2006 Me too. I find life without that incredibly depressingly boring. Much less intense, less crazy moments. "Peak experiences" as they say in humanisitic psych. But this is the goal, isn't it? A quiet life? I can't wrap my head around it. Well considering the quasi-spherical shape of my head, I can't wrap it around anything but you get the point. Honestly, if I ever fell into a quiet life, I might as well shoot myself, because I'd already be dead. There's no point in living without feeling. That said, sometimes it scrapes on my brain so hard that I have to hit the booze, opiates and tranquilizers. The curse of the technicolor feeler/ art fag. What irony. What crap.
blind_otter Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Ah yes. I'm trying to kick my dependence on the chemicals to cope. Guy I'm dating thinks that I can drink catnip tea as valium + whiskey replacement. I dunno. I guess it is a good thing, since I quit drinking and drugging I saved enough money to go to Europe for a month. I still feel effing boring as hell and live vicariously through your posts.
kitten chick Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 I dunno. I guess it is a good thing, since I quit drinking and drugging I saved enough money to go to Europe for a month. I still feel effing boring as hell and live vicariously through your posts. I think your trip to Europe if you plan it right will give you a sence of how you can feel alive sans drugs. Discovering new things, seeing new places, and getting in adrenaline pumping activites are, IMHO, more exciting than drugs.
Author BlahBlahQueen Posted March 15, 2006 Author Posted March 15, 2006 I guess it is a good thing, since I quit drinking and drugging I saved enough money to go to Europe for a month. I still feel effing boring as hell and live vicariously through your posts. Europe will knock the numbness right out of you, so you're essentially trading the rock for the hard place Hey, you want a quick laugh? Check it out. This is the guy.
kitten chick Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Guy I'm dating thinks that I can drink catnip tea as valium + whiskey replacement. Catnip won't get you high
No Stress Lady Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Europe will knock the numbness right out of you, so you're essentially trading the rock for the hard place Hey, you want a quick laugh? Check it out. This is the guy. http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a306/queenjannine/Humans/253049747_l.jpg Having read your posts this picture speaks a thousand words :lmao: Are those his other girlfriends?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously, the guys a total player and a committment phobe too by the sounds of it - however...........if the excitement spins your wheels then what the heck - have sex, have fun but just don't see him as anyone who's going to give you a future!!!!!! Make sure you keep the door wide open (so to speak!!) for all the other guys out there - one of whom will be the real deal for you!!!!! Have fun
blind_otter Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Europe will knock the numbness right out of you, so you're essentially trading the rock for the hard place Hey, you want a quick laugh? Check it out. This is the guy. Giggle. He is addicted to beautiful women, I'd wager. Some men like to have "collections" it makes them feel more manly.
Author BlahBlahQueen Posted March 15, 2006 Author Posted March 15, 2006 Having read your posts this picture speaks a thousand words :lmao: Are those his other girlfriends?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LMAO, no, that's from a shoot he did for that TV show, Miami Ink. Though in this case, art imitates life. :sick: :sick:
azazello Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 you know what? better to go crazy for a few days and have an awesome affair with a cool person than to spend years with a boring wimp. don't take it too seriously, enjoy yourself. then again, knowing you're probably like most women, you will end up falling for him since he is crazy, doesn't take himself seriously, and is unavailable.
azazello Posted March 15, 2006 Posted March 15, 2006 Giggle. He is addicted to beautiful women, I'd wager. Some men like to have "collections" it makes them feel more manly. some men just love women that much. its not about collecting, you can just be very much into passionate quick relationships and get bored easily. Whats wrong with that?
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