I am bitter towards Alex Anderson for beating me in yahoo pool, and I'm sticking to the excuse under better conditions I would destroy him. Sadly, I had my chance or 2 but was too flustered from other things going on in my life right before the game, to perfect my game. Thus the gaf yahoo pool tournament was a failure. The real champion was not recognized. Im also bitter to the fact that we likely won't have a tournament until a year and a half later, and who the fuck waits that long to avenge a loss? That would just be opening a scab. I need to stitch it now.
Oh yeah, and I also have to confess that I fucking blew it with a hot chick today. I'm just getting into the bowling alley for 2+ hours of bowling with friends, and I see this girl. I almost waved to her thinking I knew her. Only to rethink, and realize I don't know her at all. Looked like someone else. So I put my hand down, talk to a couple people there who I knew, and just kicked back waiting for my buddy to arrive with his Dad, who I havent met in the 3 years I knew him. meanwhile, the girl and her friend, who I didn't know, come over to me and say "Brian! I love your shirt". It was a blue shirt with Macaroni and Cheese written on it. I was like.. 'wait wait wait. Who is this?' in my head. "Seriously.. Brian, we want your shirt". Meanwhile, my buddy walks in behind me with his dad. But I continue trying to sort the mess out. They start talking meanwhile.
"She makes a great Mac & Cheese"
"That's how I got this" *slaps leg/ass*
They start laughing and she's telling me she'll trade her shirt for mine right here and I forget why she and her friend started touching my face. Anyway, so my friend and his dad have just walked in though, and I decide this was a big deal and what I waited for. So I go over there, shake his hand and mention what we've done together and some little things. Meanwhile I get "Briaaan.. What are you doing". So I go up to pay for my lane, come back and her and her friend are leaving. She said her goodbye to some guy, gave him a hug, and then came over to me. She comes in so I give her a hug and tell her later. Then I fucking clear my head... "What did I just do... she wanted inside my shirt, and I let her walk away??? Didn't even ask for a number or throw a line out there. 'So can I get your number so I can give you my shirt'. She proabbly liked my pants too. And why the hell did she know my name?". Baah. Completely blown. But I knew the guy she gave a hug, and was talking with him later. I got that her name's Michelle. She asked him "What's that guy's name, I love his shirt". Anyway.. man did I blow the pop quiz on cocky and funny. How do you take that?? Hopefully I see her again though, so I can flip it around "Michelle! I want your shirt", but most importantly, get the damn number when it's open. Shit, do I suck.