The conclusion of this blog ends with me finding a new hobby.   Here are the events that lead me to this……….

11:15     I am sitting in a chair having a conversation with the person who is about to stick a needle into my arm.  I am doing my part to help the world by selling my plasma for 20.00 USD.  I know its awful good of me, however my main concern is the 400.00 USD deposit I need to come up with by June 15th for next years living arrangements.  So the person (girl) I am talking with sparked my interest when she mentioned to me that she remembers me from the last time I donated plasma (2 years ago).  I think she is attractive.  Actually I am really attracted to her.  I am positive that If I were to ever wake up next to her, she would still be gorgeous.  During our conversation she mentions that she is just about done with her nursing degree and is going to find out today at 15:00 if she passed her big test.  After I reassure her that she did good on the test I ask her how she is going to celebrate tonight.  She mentions to me that she probably will not do much as she hardly ever goes out and the last time she went to a bar was November.  This is defiantly the type of girl that I need to find.  She is pretty, she is smart, and she is kind.  I am sure I can find a girl like her at a bar possibly, but she is one that I wont meet at a bar, and that’s one to many for me.

13:30     I am in my apartment waiting for my mom to call me because she wants me to join her at the Portage County Cultural Festival.  My mom gets excited about this every year so I decide to go with her for her sake.  She would go by herself, however one thing I have a hard time dealing with is someone that I love doing something by themselves.  It is actually one of my big issues that really bothers me.  A good example of this was a lady I saw reading a map with her bicycle next to her while she was on the Green Circle.  As I drove past her I was wondering where her husband or boyfriend was.  Why isnt he with her?  When I think of someone I love doing something like that alone, it makes me sad and I feel it in the pit of my stomach.  Moving forward, as I am waiting for my mom to come to my house, I get a text from a girl I dated for about a week a year ago.  The text just asks if I want to play volleyball with her in a tournament that was about to start.  Anyone that knows me knows that I am a sports league junky.  Starting this Monday I am playing softball 3 nights a week and volleyball 1 night a week.  Of course I say no because like I said I cant imagine my mom going by herself.  However this got me to thinking, I realized I do many things that are social that do not always involve a bar.  However it involves people I know already.  So I spend most of my free time wtih alot of people I already know, or at a bar.  Sense I spend the majority of my free time playing sports with people I know, and the rest of the time pretty much chilling at home or in a bar, I may never meet someone like the girl at the plasma center.

16:50     I get a text message from one of the girls who bar-tends at the Outfit (bar) asking if I want to go for a walk.  We typically go for a walk once or twice a week.  She is a very, very, very attractive person.  By far one of the prettiest girls I know, however I am not taking my interest in her to seriously because she is 20 years old.  Now of course I am very attracted to her, however I am not interested in starting a relationship with someone who is going to break up in a year or two with me because she doesn’t want to be 21 and in a serious relationship.  Regardless I meet up with her and we go for our walk.  It was enjoyable and we even stopped by Final Score (another bar) for dinner.  However as we are walking she mentions to me that one of my friends (David) was at the bar last night.  I was a little disappointed because I really like hanging out with him.  Yes we have the same name with ultimately makes us cool, but mainly I enjoy hanging out with him because he is an amazing guy.  So as I am talking about him I mention to her that another girl who works at the bar brought him up to me once.  I joked a bit about this because when she asked me about him, the first thing I though of was your not good enough for him.  I know this seems harsh, but he is quite the catch, and I get annoyed when girls ask me about my friends.  I guess its a “I’M SINGLE, DON’T ASK ME ABOUT MY FRIENDS, ITS JUST PISSES ME OFF BECAUSE YOUR NOT INTERESTED IN ME”.  Regardless, this gets me into talking about David.  I mention that he is really smart, he builds things around his house that look amazing and has some amazing artwork that he did that decorates his house.  Not to mention the guy built a fence that trumps all other fences that I have seen.  On top of these talents he looks like he is out of an Abrocrombe commercial.  So as I am talking about David and explaining to my walk date why I would date him if I was a girl, I realize that maybe I need to get involved with more things that might come of as impressive to a girl. *****This is where Napoleon Dynamite enters the blog and says, “Girls only want guys with sweet skills”. ***** Now I think I am good at a lot of things, but these mainly are athletic things and there are a lot of guys out there that can hit the hell out of a baseball or spike a volleyball.

All of these things lead me to my conclusion that I stated at the beginning of this blog.  I need to find a hobby that I can get involved with.  Preferably a something that I can learn that involves me joining a group or class of some sort.  My logic is that there are three good reasons for me to do this.  The first hope that I would have is that I would meet that pretty, kind, smart girl who doesn’t go to bars a lot but does go to a pottery class or something like that.  The second being that if I do not meet someone during this, I have one more “SWEET SKILL” that would attract a girl to me.  Lastly if these all fail, well at least I have picked up something new and it will contribute to my life’s accomplishment list that I am sure will be very important to me when I am old and questioning myself on my life choices.

So with this all be said, I need to find a new hobby.  The Choices I Have Are………..

The best way to start this blog is by stating that I have been single for coming on 2 years now.  I still remember the night my ex broke up with me.  I remember her telling me that I would be ok and I would find someone new to love.  I distinctly remember responding that I obviously would.  I never would have dreamed that I would be single for 2 years and here I am.  I still think about her often and find myself attracted to girls that remind me of her.  I am pretty sure that this is because she was my last taste of love.  I think alot about how I could have treated her better.  I find myself disgusted with the fact that I used to wonder if I should be with her.  Here I am now alone and missing love.  The thing that bothers me the most is that I feel like I am wasting so much valuable time.  I feel like I just wasted 2 years of time that I could have been in love and exploring life with that person.  I do not feel that sex is the only part of a relationship by any means.  But I cant help that I love and enjoy every inch of a women’s body…….. and all I have had was a couple one night stands.  I should be having sex everyday and making love in random places because I cant wait to get home to enjoy each other.  That is what I should have been doing the last 2 years.  Instead I have been sleeping with some randoms that I don’t even really like.

So this has been bothering me alot later.  The last 2 years have gone by really fast.  It doesn’t seem like its been that long, and that’s what worries me the most.  It’s the realization that life is whipping past faster than I can notice.

I am way to romantic, caring, and sexual to be wasting my time like this.

I do feel like I can see the light at the end of the tunnel though.

I have been working out really hard the last couple months and feel more attractive with every day almost.  I think this of course will be good in terms of finding someone that I want, also the more confident I am will help to.  I am already starting to take notice of girls checking me out a little more.  Girls are touching me more when we hang out, and this last week alone as I gave a couple girls hugs when I saw them then kissed my neck while hugging me.  Thank GOD.

So I am pretty sure that this is all leading into a really good summer, I know if I continue to do what I am doing I am going to attract more attention, and I just want to have a crazy summer, and hopefully by the end of summer I will find someone that would be willing to take a hard look at a serious relationship with me.

Well I guess that ends this blog, I hate when people write about this stuff, but hopefully it will help me and my feelings.

After working 10 hours yesterday I had a decent sized list of things that I needed to do.

1. Eat Dinner

2. Work Out

3. Clean My Room

4. Go To Wal-Mart (Don’t Judge Me)

5. Watch A Movie At A Friends House

6. Meet Some Friends At A Bar For Some Drinks.

Now Keep in mind I didn’t know if I could get all of these done, however I hoped that I would at least get 5 out of 6 accomplished.  As I entered my apartment I heard a noise that sounded all too familiar.  I heard the very distinct sound of Ping Pong being played in the Activity room.  That’s right, my apartment has an activity room.  One day we realized that we could fit all of our living room furniture into our dining room.  Hence providing us with an activity room.  Turns out while I was at work my two roommates got hold of a ping pong table and it was now in the activity room.  I knew as soon as I heard the noise of ping pong being played in my apartment my list was not going to get very far.  I ended up playing ping pong all night.  I barely had time to eat.

I came into work this morning and a colleague of mine made the comment, ” I saw you were having a pretty good time on Saturday”.  My reply to this was, “  Seeing as I chose to dance my way to locations I was planing on dancing at, it’s a fair assumption I was having a good time”.  I thought that this observation of my Saturday night activities was pretty funny, so it got me to thinking about other ways a person could tell I am having a good time. 

**** If I start saying “That’s what she said”  In reference to the great Michael Scott from THE OFFICE after pretty much any comment.  I am most likely having a good time.

**** If I am trying to recruit people to go to Perkins at 2AM on a Wednesday night.  I am most likely having a good time.

**** If I am willing to spend 13 dollars at Taco Bell.  I am most likely having a good time.

**** If I have known you for about 2 years, however I can not remember your name when introducing you to other people.  I am most likely having a good time.

**** If you see me running down the street from Bar to Bar.  I am most likely having a good time, and or just did something really bad.

****  If I start ordering shots of tequila or gin.  I am most likely having a good time.

**** If I start the night out with a group of friends, and am with a totally different group of poeple at the end of the night.  I am most likely having a good time.

Well these are just a couple of indications that I am having a good time.

I have been finding myself wasting spending more time reading blogs.  I always assumed that people never actually read other peoples blogs.  ****CUE LIGHTBULB ABOVE HEAD NOW****  Sense I am reading my friends blogs, there may be the possibility people would be interested in reading my blog.  With that said I give you blog by Turtlesrun.