Most of you that read this follow me on twitter and or myspace.
Some of you often want to inquire on who I am as a person. Well if you really want to know here it goes.
Quite frankly I am a jerk; Self-absorbed, self-centered, self-loving, egotistic, narcissistic, sadistic, don't forget arrogant.
Honestly a lot of times I get involved in situations because I feel sorry for people and want to help. I know it is sort of counter productive to what I claimed I am. However it seems like in these times when I try to have altruistic motives I am the one that constantly gets stung. Karma for the rest of my life's work? Maybe. I more see it as if you considered my personality as a reaction these stings are the causation.
Take for example the "catch" I just met recently. At first you think wow she seems pretty cool why would a guy ever fight with her, leave her, or just use her and not care about her? Why would she say things like every guy I have been involved with hates me? Well those questions all get answered real quick. Every guy who was involved with her probably hates her because once you get past the initial meet and greet on her nicest days you get a mild winter day compared to the artic tundra that is her soul.
She tells you "I intrigue her" "I want to know what you would do next...." (after I mentioned cuddling" "You really are amazing you know that" "The way you know me and know what to say its like you have ESP" "I just want someone to care about me"
Don't buy that bs because a week or so later you see the real her the vengeful I just got a text from my ex boyfriend so now you get punished her. The lash at you because you just look at your phone and text back I don't even know what to say to you.
Then she hits you with the "I never really liked you" text, followed by the "I just liked the fact that you liked me" and of course if you are like me you might respond "well I guess both of us were just feeding your starved ego. I just liked making you feel better."
I hate to say it but its true, read my twitter feed I flirt a lot. I tell people a lot of things solely for the purpose of brightening their day making them feel good. Now I never lie, if I call someone gorgeous or gorfeous I mean it. If I tell you I really like your new hair style or your new pic or I admire the way you write I am genuine. I don't pay people false compliments.
Outside of twitter I often dive into whole pseudo relationships based solely on trying to make someone feel better. Perhaps it is the way I try to balance yin and yang in my life. Do some bad do some good.
So yea I told the catch she was pretty, she is. I told her she was smart, (well at the time at least I thought so), I only complemented her on certain music (most of it sucked), I never talked politics (we are polar opposites, and she is not educated in what she supports at all).
Yet some how when all the chips are laid on the table and she chews me out for 5 min and I tell her my version of things I become the hated one. She tells me to leave her alone I comply, I continue to get text messaged. I respond actually politely, I get more anger and a leave me alone. I comply again. I get another text. I respond and say take care. I get more anger. I respond say goodbye (again). More anger and a "go away you are pathetic by texting me still" I just close the phone and decide to ignore the rest of the text. luckily only one more comes through I ignore that completely I learned my lesson on responding. I come online reading her blog bashing me and two other guys. Reading these I see the similarities in situations despite our drastically different personality styles.
The common factor is her bipolar reactions to the same statement. Tell her you thinks she cute on Monday you get a you make my day. Friday you get Jason with a machete.
So I read your blog, I know you will read mine. I am glad you tried to make me look bad it made my day sweetie. Hey at least when I read mine it is factually based. Loved how you left that part out where you called me a racist because you asked me a weird question about your mix of white herritage with other light skinned Eastern block herritage and I said "I don't know what to say to that" I don't know how a white guy could be racist against a white girl, but who I am to decide these things.