Was yesterday.
Saturday, August... twenty third, 2025.
Hey! N.Y.U.!
the greatest university I never considered. Stupid of me. If you've seen my UVA gear I didn't go to UVA. I campaigned there briefly and I from VIRGINIA! the western part.
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You're invited to listen to the music I am listening to while I write for You.
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Who saw me at The Park? Spitfire! There were a lot of you around yesterday. I flirted awfully with one of you and she was not having it. Lol. I didn't know what to say except "will you make out with me?" and I haven't tried that yet.
I am there for your attention and approach. Yeah I want to win and yeah I'm going to win but I can't lie. I am doing what you do, in reverse. Making myself unignorable and expecting you to hit on me.
She sat down and listened to me play guitar and sing for a good while. I snuck a glance or two first to make sure it wasn't a dude cause fuck them never and when I saw her I got nervous, as usual. But she stayed and "enjoyed the show" I gather and as I was packing up I couldn't not say something... and said something ridiculous. "You're really hot and I want to talk to you but I'm not allowed" or thereabout.
She got up and took off. I wanted to hit myself with a foam mallet. Sometimes I say stupid stuff to women like my dad did because he never, and I mean never, cheated on my mom. At least while I was alive and I never sensed he had. Anyway he still liked women platonically I guess and was friendly and nice, but not suave.
Not a ladies man. Not a good role model for a single boy. A decent role model as a partner. But I got no eyes and ears on instruction about how to be Steve McQueen around you except from movies we watched together.
So when I get nervous I revert back to his Frank Drebin personality and do not, appear, like the absolute assassin for love that I am.
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I may be back today!
Yesterday I flew (walked like a demon) a lot and fast yesterday and I was really tired but it's now 2:35 am and I am "ready for war".
I am ready for you, mesdemoiselles. For You, any badass girl-of-The-Park.
If you start flirting I'll be rizz central. If I start, which I'm gonna have to...
Don't make fun of me too much, okay? I am seriously not this awkward. I just can't fuck up. I can't give any woman a bad impression.
A funny story to tell your girlfriend is not a bad impression.
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To any or all of the three "red baronesses" around The Fountain. I wanted to stand there and talk to all of you all afternoon but same thing. I don't wanna invade your space uninvited and whatever I have to do to make sure none of you ever has a fearful word to say about me, I will do. Including not trying to ask one two or all three of you out right then.
I am a gallant boy and if I must be lonely to stay that way, I will. Until one of you can't take it anymore and just pulls the trigger.
The End!
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Bonus Section!
"You said 'The End'".
"Yeah but this is a comedy".
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I first slammed into, then filmed threatened and chased a boy on a bicycle out of The Park because he was riding the thing around like everyone was supposed to get out of his way.
I don't mind that attitude from men about other men because that's mine and I'm not a hypocrite. But I do mind when when men give you that attitude. And he was. He was riding right down the middle of every path and expecting women to weave around him.
No.
Not in your Park. I chased him down and blew him up.
I really, enjoy taking on other men because I do not care AT ALL! about their, impression of me and I get to be downright dangerous. It's fun! I always win. I have yet to lose a "man off" with any male man guy boy or dude in my district and I never will.