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"If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yo (2 Viewers)

Unless this story ends with you in a five way with the ex, the illusive nursing chick, Miss Universe and Wonder Woman - you lose.

 
i predict 2 more mollies going down for the wedding......unusual awesomeness on the dance floor.....followed by a tearful embarrassing public closure with the ex, that he is SO clearly over......with a denouement(ode to no 16's sudden lean towards english lit) of calling the coke hizoore for more drugs(no answer) and finally the secks with the GIANT wildebeest that we have all been recommending, but she'll be much fuglier than normal due to the mollies :excited:

:popcorn: :popcorn:

 
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Old reference, but 16's stories read exactly like this..

Look at my button down striped shirt! ####### look at it! This shirt means one thing! I’m coming home with some ##### tonight! That’s right! It’s been a long week at the office and it’s time to blow off a little steam! I am a Junior Vice President! I have business cards that say “Junior Vice President” on them! They’re glossy and magnificent! Here! Have one! Take it!My boys are coming out with me tonight! They all have striped shirts too! I figure we’ll kick off the night with some Golden Tee! I am going to smack the #### out of that little white ball! It’s going to be so ####### loud! I’ll bet I can drive that pretend golf ball 600 ####### yards tonight! I’m that ####### pumped!I can almost taste those Jager Bombs right now! I ####### love Red Bull! I put it on my ### ####ed cereal! I’m crushing one right now! I’m thinking about buying a boat this year! I’m gonna fight someone tonight! I pray to God someone makes eye contact with me! I will beat his ###! And God help him if he gets any blood on my striped shirt! If he does, I’ll scrub it out with his #### and some bleach! I mean it!I’m gonna grind on girls asses tonight! You heard me! When I see a group of girls dancing in a circle, I will select the most attractive one and dry hump her until it hurts! I will rub my #### against her so that she can feel my throbbing hard on!I will valet tonight! I will treat the valet with contempt and make sure that he knows that I am superior to him in life! I will tell him to “Take it easy on the brakes, Champ”!I will talk to people I don’t know about my job tonight! They will all know that I am an important man! I will call female bartenders “Babe” and male bartenders “Chief”! When I do not hook up with a girl at that club, I will say that the place is “full of skanks”! We will wait in a long line to go to another bar only to strike out again! I will give up and decide to order a gyro off of a street vendor! I will make fun of him to my friends for being foreign! I will look ridiculous purchasing my gyro because people will be able to tell by my striped shirt and tinted sunglasses that I struck out and am settling for a gyro! I will make one last attempt to hook up by trying to coax two big girls who are also ordering gyros to coming back to my place for “after hours”! When they say no I will make fun of them for being fat! I will leave!When I get home I will go to the bathroom and hold the straight razor to my wrist again! I will gently drag the razor laterally against my vein, making sure not to actually cut myself!I will then go to my room and pass out! I will need some shut eye so that I’ll be ready to ####### party again tomorrow!
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You know what 16 - the commentary about your ex...not good you're still holding her on a pedastal as you are but that first part was probably as honest a bit of writing as anyone would post on here. I'll give you that - you put it all out there.

 
Just got caught up... Today was the first time I've bothered to come into this thread. I don't know why? I started reading and couldn't stop. I'm in!

:popcorn: :popcorn: :popcorn:

 
'No. 16 said:
The morning of the wedding was a beautiful one here in California. Weathermen predicted the temperature in the 90s, with true blue skies and no clouds, and they were right. I had gone out the night before with a group of friends so when my phone rang at 0900, my mind jolted awake and clumsily guided my hand to answer the phone.
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Birth of a romance novelist.
 
Recap: In six months of being single we have accomplished (if memory serves me right)....

- HI coke slinging chick

- Susan

- Early morning secks in HI with FOB Filipina chick

- BJ from random girl in LV bathroom

And that is it. I have to think with all the partying and dancing you have done along with the travel there has to be at least $10,000 to get to this result minimum.

C'mon man, you better get back with your ex quick like before she finally decides to move on for good. You made your point, stuck it to her, and now have the upper hand but if you play this thing much longer you will be out. Given your track record I have to believe your next true girlfriend if you don't go back to the ex will really make you regret you overplayed your hand.

Dude you are in your 20's and together for seven years. And not married. I don't think it's terribly unusual for one of you to slip up. Give it another try, and likely it won't work out but then you know you can move on for good. At least you'll have decent predictable secks until it's over instead of the trainwreck you have had so far.

....or start f'ckin fat chicks.

 
'flranger said:
Recap: In six months of being single we have accomplished (if memory serves me right)....

- HI coke slinging chick

- Susan

- Early morning secks in HI with FOB Filipina chick

- BJ from random girl in LV bathroom

And that is it. I have to think with all the partying and dancing you have done along with the travel there has to be at least $10,000 to get to this result minimum.

C'mon man, you better get back with your ex quick like before she finally decides to move on for good. You made your point, stuck it to her, and now have the upper hand but if you play this thing much longer you will be out. Given your track record I have to believe your next true girlfriend if you don't go back to the ex will really make you regret you overplayed your hand.

Dude you are in your 20's and together for seven years. And not married. I don't think it's terribly unusual for one of you to slip up. Give it another try, and likely it won't work out but then you know you can move on for good. At least you'll have decent predictable secks until it's over instead of the trainwreck you have had so far.

....or start f'ckin fat chicks.
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You know I wouldn't knock it... Fat chicks are fun. They will do some nasty ####!
 
'flranger said:
Recap: In six months of being single we have accomplished (if memory serves me right).... - HI coke slinging chick - Susan - Early morning secks in HI with FOB Filipina chick - BJ from random girl in LV bathroomAnd that is it. I have to think with all the partying and dancing you have done along with the travel there has to be at least $10,000 to get to this result minimum.C'mon man, you better get back with your ex quick like before she finally decides to move on for good. You made your point, stuck it to her, and now have the upper hand but if you play this thing much longer you will be out. Given your track record I have to believe your next true girlfriend if you don't go back to the ex will really make you regret you overplayed your hand.Dude you are in your 20's and together for seven years. And not married. I don't think it's terribly unusual for one of you to slip up. Give it another try, and likely it won't work out but then you know you can move on for good. At least you'll have decent predictable secks until it's over instead of the trainwreck you have had so far.....or start f'ckin fat chicks.
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The whole DUI thing kind of complicates the dating/partying life. Hard to take chicks back home when you can't drive or have an IID installed in your car. Not putting all the blame on that because there's tons of game I need to learn, but living in the Bay Area and not being able to drive is the suck.
 
'No. 16 said:
'flranger said:
Recap: In six months of being single we have accomplished (if memory serves me right)....

- HI coke slinging chick

- Susan

- Early morning secks in HI with FOB Filipina chick

- BJ from random girl in LV bathroom

And that is it. I have to think with all the partying and dancing you have done along with the travel there has to be at least $10,000 to get to this result minimum.

C'mon man, you better get back with your ex quick like before she finally decides to move on for good. You made your point, stuck it to her, and now have the upper hand but if you play this thing much longer you will be out. Given your track record I have to believe your next true girlfriend if you don't go back to the ex will really make you regret you overplayed your hand.

Dude you are in your 20's and together for seven years. And not married. I don't think it's terribly unusual for one of you to slip up. Give it another try, and likely it won't work out but then you know you can move on for good. At least you'll have decent predictable secks until it's over instead of the trainwreck you have had so far.

....or start f'ckin fat chicks.
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The whole DUI thing kind of complicates the dating/partying life. Hard to take chicks back home when you can't drive or have an IID installed in your car. Not putting all the blame on that because there's tons of game I need to learn, but living in the Bay Area and not being able to drive is the suck.
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to your parent's house.
 
'identikit said:
'No. 16 said:
'flranger said:
Recap: In six months of being single we have accomplished (if memory serves me right)....

- HI coke slinging chick

- Susan

- Early morning secks in HI with FOB Filipina chick

- BJ from random girl in LV bathroom

And that is it. I have to think with all the partying and dancing you have done along with the travel there has to be at least $10,000 to get to this result minimum.

C'mon man, you better get back with your ex quick like before she finally decides to move on for good. You made your point, stuck it to her, and now have the upper hand but if you play this thing much longer you will be out. Given your track record I have to believe your next true girlfriend if you don't go back to the ex will really make you regret you overplayed your hand.

Dude you are in your 20's and together for seven years. And not married. I don't think it's terribly unusual for one of you to slip up. Give it another try, and likely it won't work out but then you know you can move on for good. At least you'll have decent predictable secks until it's over instead of the trainwreck you have had so far.

....or start f'ckin fat chicks.
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The whole DUI thing kind of complicates the dating/partying life. Hard to take chicks back home when you can't drive or have an IID installed in your car. Not putting all the blame on that because there's tons of game I need to learn, but living in the Bay Area and not being able to drive is the suck.
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to your parent's house.
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....exactly.Again, the DUI thing has made this transition a whole lot harder than it needed to be.

 
'flranger said:
Recap: In six months of being single we have accomplished (if memory serves me right).... - HI coke slinging chick - Susan - Early morning secks in HI with FOB Filipina chick - BJ from random girl in LV bathroomAnd that is it. I have to think with all the partying and dancing you have done along with the travel there has to be at least $10,000 to get to this result minimum.C'mon man, you better get back with your ex quick like before she finally decides to move on for good. You made your point, stuck it to her, and now have the upper hand but if you play this thing much longer you will be out. Given your track record I have to believe your next true girlfriend if you don't go back to the ex will really make you regret you overplayed your hand.Dude you are in your 20's and together for seven years. And not married. I don't think it's terribly unusual for one of you to slip up. Give it another try, and likely it won't work out but then you know you can move on for good. At least you'll have decent predictable secks until it's over instead of the trainwreck you have had so far.....or start f'ckin fat chicks.
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Let's not forgot the hooker.
 
'Ned said:
'flranger said:
Recap: In six months of being single we have accomplished (if memory serves me right)....

- HI coke slinging chick

- Susan - Early morning secks in HI with FOB Filipina chick

- BJ from random girl in LV bathroom

And that is it. I have to think with all the partying and dancing you have done along with the travel there has to be at least $10,000 to get to this result minimum.

C'mon man, you better get back with your ex quick like before she finally decides to move on for good. You made your point, stuck it to her, and now have the upper hand but if you play this thing much longer you will be out. Given your track record I have to believe your next true girlfriend if you don't go back to the ex will really make you regret you overplayed your hand.

Dude you are in your 20's and together for seven years. And not married. I don't think it's terribly unusual for one of you to slip up. Give it another try, and likely it won't work out but then you know you can move on for good. At least you'll have decent predictable secks until it's over instead of the trainwreck you have had so far.

....or start f'ckin fat chicks.
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Let's not forgot the hooker.
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Wasn't that Susan?
 
So I have wasted over half my day getting from page #1-#38....Made it through the epicness of the first 19 pages, The hilarity and epic crash with the DUI, and the 10 pages of :yawn: boringness following the DUI, its starting to pick back up via page 30 or so...

I need a break though so heading to the bar. Are the next 22 pages worth the read or not?

 
'PitbullTD said:
So I have wasted over half my day getting from page #1-#38....Made it through the epicness of the first 19 pages, The hilarity and epic crash with the DUI, and the 10 pages of :yawn: boringness following the DUI, its starting to pick back up via page 30 or so...I need a break though so heading to the bar. Are the next 22 pages worth the read or not?
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I only like the stuff about the ex-girlfriend. Ignore the rest.
 
'jamny said:
'PitbullTD said:
So I have wasted over half my day getting from page #1-#38....Made it through the epicness of the first 19 pages, The hilarity and epic crash with the DUI, and the 10 pages of :yawn: boringness following the DUI, its starting to pick back up via page 30 or so...I need a break though so heading to the bar. Are the next 22 pages worth the read or not?
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I only like the stuff about the ex-girlfriend. Ignore the rest.
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You ignored hula-hoop girl?
 
'IvanKaramazov said:
'jamny said:
'PitbullTD said:
So I have wasted over half my day getting from page #1-#38....Made it through the epicness of the first 19 pages, The hilarity and epic crash with the DUI, and the 10 pages of :yawn: boringness following the DUI, its starting to pick back up via page 30 or so...I need a break though so heading to the bar. Are the next 22 pages worth the read or not?
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I only like the stuff about the ex-girlfriend. Ignore the rest.
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You ignored hula-hoop girl?
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Yeah, no idea who that is. I stopped after the hooker and only skim every once in a while waiting for him to get back with the ex. The rest is just filler, imo.
 
'No. 16 said:
The Wedding....This was the event I had been looking towards and putting all my energy an effort into the past 6 months. I never stated it out loud, didn't think about it all the time, and didn't put it as the main focus of my life because it just wouldn't be healthy to my psyche but this meeting, this night, was always something in the back of my head. I worked out hard because I wanted to show her I could have a personal trainer body. I planned as many cool trips as possible to show her I wasn't the "boring" guy she left. I went out as much as I could and took pictures with as many women as possible to show her that I didn't need her in my life. Everything, I had been doing for the past 6 months was so that on this night I could prove to her I wasn't the man she left. That I was different. Truthfully, I'm not sure what I wanted or expected out of this night. Should I be nice to her? Should I give her the cold shoulder? Should I try to #### her? #### someone else? With my life being busy I didn't have time to consult with the FFA. I had asked my friends in a drunken stupor the night before the wedding, so the quality of the advice was not reliable. So it was up to me. The only thing I did know was that I wanted her to know that she ####ed up. That she made a huge mistake leaving me. The morning of the wedding was a beautiful one here in California. Weathermen predicted the temperature in the 90s, with true blue skies and no clouds, and they were right. I had gone out the night before with a group of friends so when my phone rang at 0900, my mind jolted awake and clumsily guided my hand to answer the phone. "Hello?" I said groggily. "Hey, I'll pick you up at 1130 and we'll get ready at the hotel before the wedding" my friend Rusty said."What time is the wedding? I partied last night... I think I'm, just gonna go to the reception at 1730.""That's messed up. You should go. I'll pick you up at 1130."I slowly got my ### out of bed, but once I realized I had yet to even pick out my outfit I started to haul ###. I had gone to the store the night before and bought $500 dollars worth of shirts, ties, and bowties. I had gone after working 4 hours overtime and only had 2 hours the night before to decide on an outfit. In the past 7 years, I always had her as a 2nd opinion. Now alone, expecting me to pick an outfit in 2 hours is madness. So my brilliant plan was to buy a bunch of stuff and try it on in the comfort of my own home then return what I didn't use. Well, my plan did give me more time.... 30 whole minutes. Actually, less if you count the time needed to launder the shirt and shower. I was determined to look perfect today. Luckily, my Dad woke up and the man who taught me how to dress up and take pride in my clothing helped me sort through the dozens of combinations I tried. We had settled on a top 3 shirt and neckwear combo to go with my dark charcoal suit: a light pink shirt with thin white plaid stripes matched with a cotton pink bow tie with fine white and black stripes, a white shirt with blue plaid paired with a solid silk navy tie, and a red pinstripe shirt and solid red silk tie. Eventually we settled on the red pinstripe shirt and red tie combo at around 1100. I really wanted to wear a bowtie...she hated when I wore a bowtie, but that red shirt/red tie combo just "clicked" for me...maybe it was my subconscious trying to cater to her. With the decision made, it left me 30 minutes to pack my luggage (we would be staying the night in a hotel), shower, style my hair with a side part that would make Don Draper proud (a hair style she hated since it made me look old), and eat a quick breakfast. My friend picked me up and we drove to the hotel. Like old buddies we caught up on what has been going on with our lives. We had known each other since the 2nd grade so although we don't hangout much now, the conversation is always easy. Not once during the 30 minute card ride do we bring up my ex... hell we were busy recounting our recent conquests of Vegas, but in the back of my mind a slight anticipation was building. We got to the hotel around 1200 with our HS friend John watching the soccer game on TV. We had about an hour to go before we left for the wedding and were waiting for one other friend so we did what anyone else would do before mass.... take some shots of Jameson. With the prospect of being in a suit for the next 12 hours, we obviously waited until the last moment to get ready. I took extra time in making sure my shirt was pressed nicely, ironing it twice. I made my tie, and re-made my tie until the tip just barely hit my belt buckle and the knot width was just right. My white pocket square was carefully placed so that the peak was dead center. I had to look like million bucks and with the time I spent..... I did. Before, we got to the car anticipating the midday California sun, I put on my tortoise Carrera sunglasses and Rusty, John, our friend AJ, and myself loaded into the car on our way to the wedding. There's no feeling like feeling like the best looking guy in a group. Rusty was a good looking guy, but his suit was ill fitting. John talked as if he knew how to dress his fat pudgy body, but in a suit he still looked fat and pudgy. AJ had the style down, but he didn't have the smoothness and confidence to pull it off without looking like he was trying too hard. They're my friends, I don't mean to put them down... but when she sees me next to these guys it would be hard not to look good. The car stopped in the church parking lot and we reached the church. We made our way towards the church and there it was the first sign of her.... her car. "She's here already" I said to no one in particular."Who?" Rusty asked."Alyssa.""What? I didn't know she was going to be here. You ok?" "Yah. They were college friends. I'm fine. I'm over her." "Is she going to be with the new guy?""No, I talked to Sara and she didn't give either of us +1."Inside, I was far from being as cool as I thought I sounded. My heart was beating and I could feeling a tightness just grip my stomach as we neared the church door. I stepped in, took off my sunglasses, dipped my hand in the holy water, and gave myself the sign of the cross as I had done thousands of times before. I walked down the aisle and finally after nearly 6 months without seeing her...there was her long black hair that I had once run my fingers through. With our mutual friends sitting behind her I had no choice but to sit there. The commotion finally got her attention and she turned to the side and we made eye contact. As I passed all the friends in her aisle, I gave the women that awkward sitting/bending side hug and the men a firm handshake. Once I reached her, her face remained neutral no smile, no visible distress... I just gently rested my hand on her bare shoulder and said, "HI". I moved on and took my seat. The tightness disappeared, my heart rate slowed, and I was relaxed again.She looked just the same as she did before. Always the most beautiful woman in the room. Her skin was smooth, silky, and the perfect shade of brown. Her figure remained slim. Nothing I hadn't seen before... except for one thing.... the color of her dress. She wore coral. We had gone to numerous events together that required dressing up and I always encouraged her to wear coral. I knew she would looking beautiful in it. Hell for our 3rd anniversary dinner, I bought her a coral dress to wear, but she wouldn't wear it and wore a teal dress instead. For someone as beautiful as she was, she didn't like to wear bright colors. Her wardrobe consisted of blues, purples, grays, and blacks. So I found it a bit funny that after 7 years she finally wears a coral dress after breaking up with me and you know what.... I was right. She looked damn good. The mass passed without us even exchanging glances, but then came the "Peace be with you" time in church. What was going to happen here? I asked myself. I quickly turned to the aisle behind and shook hands and exchanged hugs with everyone I could. Then I did the same with those next to me and those in my 10 o'clock direction. When I had exhausted all possibilities, there she was.... facing me. Our eyes met as if to make sure neither of us would burn the other in such a public manner and when they came to an agreement, we exchanged a simple handshake and "Peace be with you."Funny thing to say to someone who betrayed your trust, ripped your heart out, and completely destroyed everything you thought you knew about life and love. It was said, but I'm not sure if I really meant it, though a small smile broke into her face. That was the last of our interaction at the church. The wedding progressed our friends exchanged vows, tied the knot, kissed, and looked like the happiest people on Earth. I wanted that feeling again... hell that was supposed to be us next year. We lounged around the church afterwards taking pictures and catching up with people we hadn't seen in years. Alyssa and I were always close to one another, but we never talked..it was as if each was waiting for the other to break the ice. Being stubborn or maybe afraid, neither of us did. TO BE CONTINUED....
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'No. 16 said:
The Wedding Part 2:There was some time between the the wedding and the reception so the guys and I went to the store, bought some food, and a card for the bride and groom. We had invited people back to our hotel room to hang out and drink until the cocktail hour started. Most were friends from high school, but there were a few people I didn't know personally. As the booze flowed and temperature rose in the living room of the suite, the milieu became more boisterous and joyful. Once everyone started mingling, I made my way toward one of the few couples I didn't know. It was a Filipina chick and a Chinese dude. She was my type: dark skin, black hair, beautiful face, and I could tell she had a little spunk. She also had that raspy sexy voice as a bonus. We were introduced at the church through mutual friends and although I found her attractive I didn't pay her much attention because she arrived with a date. However, once I started talking to her it was clear she and her date were not together. We exchanged pleasantries, I offered them a drink, and not wanting to scare her away, I just started rambling about how comfy the chair I was sitting in was. It was nice, plush, yet had great lumbar support. The whole nine yards. Stupid topic, I know but she ate it up and was still making eye contact and listening. Eventually she finally joined into the conversation by making a joking using a line the priest said in his homily. From there the conversation flowed from talking about the delivery of the priests, thoughts on the homily, etc. The whole time she was engaged and showed just enough effort (eye contact, asking questions, joining in the conversation) to make me think this was a true prospect for the night.During our conversation the Chinese dude sat quietly by her side when he wasn't off taking shots, I could feel he wanted to secks her as well so I would have competition. Oh well. Game on. I didn't linger with the two very long and eventually just continued catching up with my old friends. I was enjoying myself and honestly can say I didn't give one thought about the ex. 1730 finally came around and we all made the 5 minute car ride from the hotel to the reception for cocktail hour. TO BE CONTINUED... just because this is my day off and need to run some ####### errands.
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:kicksrock: :whistle:
 
'hutchins929 said:
'No. 16 said:
The Wedding....This was the event I had been looking towards and putting all my energy an effort into the past 6 months. I never stated it out loud, didn't think about it all the time, and didn't put it as the main focus of my life because it just wouldn't be healthy to my psyche but this meeting, this night, was always something in the back of my head. I worked out hard because I wanted to show her I could have a personal trainer body. I planned as many cool trips as possible to show her I wasn't the "boring" guy she left. I went out as much as I could and took pictures with as many women as possible to show her that I didn't need her in my life. Everything, I had been doing for the past 6 months was so that on this night I could prove to her I wasn't the man she left. That I was different. Truthfully, I'm not sure what I wanted or expected out of this night. Should I be nice to her? Should I give her the cold shoulder? Should I try to #### her? #### someone else? With my life being busy I didn't have time to consult with the FFA. I had asked my friends in a drunken stupor the night before the wedding, so the quality of the advice was not reliable. So it was up to me. The only thing I did know was that I wanted her to know that she ####ed up. That she made a huge mistake leaving me. The morning of the wedding was a beautiful one here in California. Weathermen predicted the temperature in the 90s, with true blue skies and no clouds, and they were right. I had gone out the night before with a group of friends so when my phone rang at 0900, my mind jolted awake and clumsily guided my hand to answer the phone. "Hello?" I said groggily. "Hey, I'll pick you up at 1130 and we'll get ready at the hotel before the wedding" my friend Rusty said."What time is the wedding? I partied last night... I think I'm, just gonna go to the reception at 1730.""That's messed up. You should go. I'll pick you up at 1130."I slowly got my ### out of bed, but once I realized I had yet to even pick out my outfit I started to haul ###. I had gone to the store the night before and bought $500 dollars worth of shirts, ties, and bowties. I had gone after working 4 hours overtime and only had 2 hours the night before to decide on an outfit. In the past 7 years, I always had her as a 2nd opinion. Now alone, expecting me to pick an outfit in 2 hours is madness. So my brilliant plan was to buy a bunch of stuff and try it on in the comfort of my own home then return what I didn't use. Well, my plan did give me more time.... 30 whole minutes. Actually, less if you count the time needed to launder the shirt and shower. I was determined to look perfect today. Luckily, my Dad woke up and the man who taught me how to dress up and take pride in my clothing helped me sort through the dozens of combinations I tried. We had settled on a top 3 shirt and neckwear combo to go with my dark charcoal suit: a light pink shirt with thin white plaid stripes matched with a cotton pink bow tie with fine white and black stripes, a white shirt with blue plaid paired with a solid silk navy tie, and a red pinstripe shirt and solid red silk tie. Eventually we settled on the red pinstripe shirt and red tie combo at around 1100. I really wanted to wear a bowtie...she hated when I wore a bowtie, but that red shirt/red tie combo just "clicked" for me...maybe it was my subconscious trying to cater to her. With the decision made, it left me 30 minutes to pack my luggage (we would be staying the night in a hotel), shower, style my hair with a side part that would make Don Draper proud (a hair style she hated since it made me look old), and eat a quick breakfast. My friend picked me up and we drove to the hotel. Like old buddies we caught up on what has been going on with our lives. We had known each other since the 2nd grade so although we don't hangout much now, the conversation is always easy. Not once during the 30 minute card ride do we bring up my ex... hell we were busy recounting our recent conquests of Vegas, but in the back of my mind a slight anticipation was building. We got to the hotel around 1200 with our HS friend John watching the soccer game on TV. We had about an hour to go before we left for the wedding and were waiting for one other friend so we did what anyone else would do before mass.... take some shots of Jameson. With the prospect of being in a suit for the next 12 hours, we obviously waited until the last moment to get ready. I took extra time in making sure my shirt was pressed nicely, ironing it twice. I made my tie, and re-made my tie until the tip just barely hit my belt buckle and the knot width was just right. My white pocket square was carefully placed so that the peak was dead center. I had to look like million bucks and with the time I spent..... I did. Before, we got to the car anticipating the midday California sun, I put on my tortoise Carrera sunglasses and Rusty, John, our friend AJ, and myself loaded into the car on our way to the wedding. There's no feeling like feeling like the best looking guy in a group. Rusty was a good looking guy, but his suit was ill fitting. John talked as if he knew how to dress his fat pudgy body, but in a suit he still looked fat and pudgy. AJ had the style down, but he didn't have the smoothness and confidence to pull it off without looking like he was trying too hard. They're my friends, I don't mean to put them down... but when she sees me next to these guys it would be hard not to look good. The car stopped in the church parking lot and we reached the church. We made our way towards the church and there it was the first sign of her.... her car. "She's here already" I said to no one in particular."Who?" Rusty asked."Alyssa.""What? I didn't know she was going to be here. You ok?" "Yah. They were college friends. I'm fine. I'm over her." "Is she going to be with the new guy?""No, I talked to Sara and she didn't give either of us +1."Inside, I was far from being as cool as I thought I sounded. My heart was beating and I could feeling a tightness just grip my stomach as we neared the church door. I stepped in, took off my sunglasses, dipped my hand in the holy water, and gave myself the sign of the cross as I had done thousands of times before. I walked down the aisle and finally after nearly 6 months without seeing her...there was her long black hair that I had once run my fingers through. With our mutual friends sitting behind her I had no choice but to sit there. The commotion finally got her attention and she turned to the side and we made eye contact. As I passed all the friends in her aisle, I gave the women that awkward sitting/bending side hug and the men a firm handshake. Once I reached her, her face remained neutral no smile, no visible distress... I just gently rested my hand on her bare shoulder and said, "HI". I moved on and took my seat. The tightness disappeared, my heart rate slowed, and I was relaxed again.She looked just the same as she did before. Always the most beautiful woman in the room. Her skin was smooth, silky, and the perfect shade of brown. Her figure remained slim. Nothing I hadn't seen before... except for one thing.... the color of her dress. She wore coral. We had gone to numerous events together that required dressing up and I always encouraged her to wear coral. I knew she would looking beautiful in it. Hell for our 3rd anniversary dinner, I bought her a coral dress to wear, but she wouldn't wear it and wore a teal dress instead. For someone as beautiful as she was, she didn't like to wear bright colors. Her wardrobe consisted of blues, purples, grays, and blacks. So I found it a bit funny that after 7 years she finally wears a coral dress after breaking up with me and you know what.... I was right. She looked damn good. The mass passed without us even exchanging glances, but then came the "Peace be with you" time in church. What was going to happen here? I asked myself. I quickly turned to the aisle behind and shook hands and exchanged hugs with everyone I could. Then I did the same with those next to me and those in my 10 o'clock direction. When I had exhausted all possibilities, there she was.... facing me. Our eyes met as if to make sure neither of us would burn the other in such a public manner and when they came to an agreement, we exchanged a simple handshake and "Peace be with you."Funny thing to say to someone who betrayed your trust, ripped your heart out, and completely destroyed everything you thought you knew about life and love. It was said, but I'm not sure if I really meant it, though a small smile broke into her face. That was the last of our interaction at the church. The wedding progressed our friends exchanged vows, tied the knot, kissed, and looked like the happiest people on Earth. I wanted that feeling again... hell that was supposed to be us next year. We lounged around the church afterwards taking pictures and catching up with people we hadn't seen in years. Alyssa and I were always close to one another, but we never talked..it was as if each was waiting for the other to break the ice. Being stubborn or maybe afraid, neither of us did. TO BE CONTINUED....
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The Wedding Part 2:There was some time between the the wedding and the reception so the guys and I went to the store, bought some food, and a card for the bride and groom. We had invited people back to our hotel room to hang out and drink until the cocktail hour started. Most were friends from high school, but there were a few people I didn't know personally. As the booze flowed and temperature rose in the living room of the suite, the milieu became more boisterous and joyful. Once everyone started mingling, I made my way toward one of the few couples I didn't know. It was a Filipina chick and a Chinese dude. She was my type: dark skin, black hair, beautiful face, and I could tell she had a little spunk. She also had that raspy sexy voice as a bonus. We were introduced at the church through mutual friends and although I found her attractive I didn't pay her much attention because she arrived with a date. However, once I started talking to her it was clear she and her date were not together. We exchanged pleasantries, I offered them a drink, and not wanting to scare her away, I just started rambling about how comfy the chair I was sitting in was. It was nice, plush, yet had great lumbar support. The whole nine yards. Stupid topic, I know but she ate it up and was still making eye contact and listening. Eventually she finally joined into the conversation by making a joking using a line the priest said in his homily. From there the conversation flowed from talking about the delivery of the priests, thoughts on the homily, etc. The whole time she was engaged and showed just enough effort (eye contact, asking questions, joining in the conversation) to make me think this was a true prospect for the night.During our conversation the Chinese dude sat quietly by her side when he wasn't off taking shots, I could feel he wanted to secks her as well so I would have competition. Oh well. Game on. I didn't linger with the two very long and eventually just continued catching up with my old friends. I was enjoying myself and honestly can say I didn't give one thought about the ex. 1730 finally came around and we all made the 5 minute car ride from the hotel to the reception for cocktail hour. TO BE CONTINUED... just because this is my day off and need to run some ####### errands.
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I wish the Philippinos I deal with when I call visa customer service were as well versed in English as 16.
 
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'PitbullTD said:
So I have wasted over half my day getting from page #1-#38....Made it through the epicness of the first 19 pages, The hilarity and epic crash with the DUI, and the 10 pages of :yawn: boringness following the DUI, its starting to pick back up via page 30 or so...I need a break though so heading to the bar. Are the next 22 pages worth the read or not?
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I only like the stuff about the ex-girlfriend. Ignore the rest.
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This is totally the vibe I've gotten so far...16 is completely and totally in love with the ex...and don't any of you try to say he's not....Getting pretty :yawn:
 
'PitbullTD said:
'jamny said:
'PitbullTD said:
So I have wasted over half my day getting from page #1-#38....Made it through the epicness of the first 19 pages, The hilarity and epic crash with the DUI, and the 10 pages of :yawn: boringness following the DUI, its starting to pick back up via page 30 or so...I need a break though so heading to the bar. Are the next 22 pages worth the read or not?
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I only like the stuff about the ex-girlfriend. Ignore the rest.
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This is totally the vibe I've gotten so far...16 is completely and totally in love with the ex...and don't any of you try to say he's not....Getting pretty :yawn:
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You're spot on. He either hooked up with her in part 3 or he rebuffed her out of anger and will take her back when she calls to apologize.
 
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