OK so fuck it, things are looking up a little bit. A tiny little bit up.
So I was house sitting on Saturday night - nice big empty house. She came over & we had pizza, watched TV and did all the 'getting-to-know-you' bit... which was really nice - she's a lovely girl and we get on really well... but she didn't seem that interested. We had a bit of an awkward hug goodbye and I thought that was it, she wouldn't be contacting me again.
Wrong - she messaged me sunday morning and by the evening we'd decided to do the same again that night. This time we watched a movie, ate Maccie D and chatted more...but again, I wasn't getting any real vibes from her. She walked out of the door after another quick hug goodbye.
Then I thought, you know what? I'm being such a pussy. I like her, she's cute. Why can't I just walk out of the door, up to her car, throw the door open, pull her out and go in for the kiss. Ideally it'd start pouring with rain at this point.
So yeah, fuck it. I grab my jacket, walk out of the door, open her car door....and freeze.
All I managed was "er....so....what do you want out of this?"
She totally froze up too and said she wasn't good at confrontation - she'll message me about it.
So I get home and there's a message waiting - she's looking for something casual and fun, blah blah - PERFECT! That's exactly what I'm looking for
We message back and forth more - setting up a date for Tuesday night. Bowling (as suggested by you cunts)
So, aided by John, I got a plan together.
Here was my plan:
Bowl the ball, turn around, I get a strike, but don't look back, just walk up confidently and lay the kiss.
Well, I started with a gutterball, then several shit rounds... by the time I get a strike I'm not feeling confident anymore as she's the fucking master at bowling. (comparitively)
So that's how the night goes, we go outside after bowling, I SHOULD KISS HER NOW... but I don't
We go back in, play a couple of games of pool I SHOULD KISS HER AT THIS FUCKING POINT, WHY DON'T I? because I'm a pussy.
So we go back to the car and I drive her home...go in for the goodnight hug & I make it super awkward - we both go the same way with the arms, I can't seem to converse like a human being... GO IN FOR THE FUCKING KISS MIKE! YOU'RE FUCKING NEWMIKE, THIS IS YOUR THING!!
Nope.
What the fuck, Mike? What the actual fuck?
Dating used to be so easy. And this is supposed to be fucking CASUAL! Why am I overthinking it so much? Bleh.
I basically said outright in a text to her just now "yeah, I should've made the move" and she came back with "lol, you're such a girl" so I'm feeling a lot more confident about next time, but yeah.. epic failure.