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Even Aaron Sorkin-Like Dialogue Could Not Save Me

So, because I'm stubborn, because I'm sometimes a jerk and because I really have absorbed entirely too many 80's movies I've been worrying at the little scab on my heart and realized why, aside from rejection issues in general, this particular situation bothers me so much. So, I decided to talk to the young lady (no longer) in question about it today after class.

"The thing that bothers me about this," I said, "is that you're into me. I mean, you're really into me." I then proceeded, rapid-fire, to list the ways that she's into me, the things she's said and done to show that she's into me. It was a big list.

Also, I smiled, or rather smirked, the whole time. I looked very much like Josh Lyman, only with more hair and not in a suit.

"You're right," she said. "But, even if I'm into you, it's... well, it's like when something's perfect on paper, and it should work. But, there's just something that's missing, too, and it's not missing with the other guy."

"Sure," says I, "but you're still totally into me."

That, however, was pretty much the end of that. I wished her the best of luck, but let her know that, while she might like us to be friends that was just not in the cards and, it sucked, but I wasn't going to be talking to her anymore; she's a decent girl and understands why this has to be the case. And there it ends.

But, yeah, she's totally into me. I don't know if that makes me more or less annoyed.

Feh. Best not to dwell on it; send women!

Comments (17)

Zach:

Hey man I cant afford to ship my arse out there let alone some hookup for you.... I think you are giving up on the whole scene a little to quickly.... I mean you couldnt have run through all the hot not even slightly available women out there yet...EG

Marc:

Sorry dude. I could have hooked you up with a plethora of women in college. Y'all are on your own in Seattle.

The Ogre:

You sure you were Josh Lyman and not Eric Gordon? Sorry to hear things turned out this way, and I understand her comments to be infuriating. You said what you needed to say, may that give you a feeling of closure of some kind.

Deb:

With your short trendy hair and your stunning good looks, you will find another woman.

Deb:

As was said in the should have been eighties movie, "13 Going on 30" yes I watched it, the best love advice is: Love is a Battlefield. And then do a dance sequence.

The Ogre:

Deb, that was a fine movie. I saw it too and I like it. But let's get to the point, are you going to jump Jason or not? :P

Marc:

Hmm...

File this conversation under "Marc doesn't want to hear the answer."

Jason:

I'm so not going anywhere near this comments thread...

Erik:

Too late.

The Ogre:

Seconded, Erik.

Deb:

Oh you people!

Jason:

You started it. :P

Jon:

I think what surprises me is that you taylored your dialogue after Josh Lyman. Are you aware of his current track record with the ladies? Of course, why he and Donna don't just hook up and be done with it, I have no clue.

That said, I'm with Deb. You're so fine, another girl should come along at any time. If I was there, I could drag you out to a gay bar and find you a cute straight girl in the crowd. I'm usually really good at doing that.

Deb:

Exactly! That's all I'm trying to say, Mister. You'll find another girl in no time. And the Ogre was the one to start it. :P

The Ogre:

The Ogre merely responded to what you were going on about, Deb. :)

Mike:

Personally... I would go with the mail order bride... I mean you already speak russian... your half way home!

Enjoy Jersey and see ya when you get back...

Jason:

I sound like Josh a lot when I'm trying to be cute. I dunno why. It started long before West Wing was ever on the air, but it's one of the reasons I associated with Josh so well when the show did come on.

As for other girls... well, sure. Meeting girls isn't that hard. Meeting girls I actually like, that's another story altogether...

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