12-06-2006 - 4:54 p.m.
A month ago if you'd asked me who I thought I'd be dating come December, I would've probably said my neighbor. Yes, the Corvette driving drug dealer I described the last time I updated eons ago. Turns out he's not a drug dealer, but a bona fide pimp! Seriously, this guy must pump alot of Viagra cause the boy is getting more play than a schoolyard. I officially love being the neighborhood gossip! Anyway... Corvette Man (as he is now officially known by all my friends, who constantly ask for updates) appeared to have a girlfriend when I moved in- Asian Girl. (You can guess where she got her name from.) Asian Girl was over all the time- I'd run into her a few times a week. Plus, she parked next to me so I always noticed that she was a frequent over night guest. One would assume such a person would be a "girlfriend" right? So I thought.
Then, came Xterra Girl. One day I came home from work to see an exact replica of my own car parked next to my spot. So of course it caught my eye. But I thought nothing of it. Then, I went to leave my apartment and I noticed that there was a girl in the driver's seat, and a guy standing outside the car leaning in to kiss her all over in a way that screamed "We just had lots of sex!" And as I was pulling out of the parking space I looked over, the guy came up for some air, and I realized that it was Corvette Man! So then I began to notice when leaving for work in the morning that on days when Asian Girl's car was not in the lot, Xterra Girl's was. The boy was juggling 2 girlfriends!
Then one day my friend and I pulled up to see Corvette Man and a very young, barely legal looking Asian girl being cozy together, but it was not Asian Girl! It was Asian Girl2! He obviously has some ethnic preferences. Well after weeks of 3 women constantly coming and going from his apartment things appeared to die down. And he was down to just dating Asian Girl. Or so I thought.
There hadn't been strange cars visiting his place in a while, and Asian Girl was the only one I've been seeing, so I figured he'd become monogamous. Then one night last week I was on my porch talking on the phone when Corvette Man emerged from his apartment looking soooooooooooooooooooooo damn good- jeans, collared shirt, sweater, a sort of preppy but hip look a la P. Diddy. (Oh, did I mention C. Man thinks he's a thug?) And I'm like wow, where is he going? Because he never goes out besides work, he just stays holed up in his place and the women come to him. He waved, got something from his car, then went back inside. A few minutes later I noticed a figure emerging from the woods. NO JOKE. From the freaking woods. A girl all decked out in her tight jeans, heels, makeup and hair all done. And she was carrying an overnight bag. And she went... wait for it... to Corvette Man's apartment! It was so incredible- he actually has the power to conjure up a woman from the woods! Who is this guy??? So the moral of the story is my neighbor is the biggest man whore ever, but I still find him incredibly attractive. Go figure.
So the original thought in this entry was about who I'd be dating. And yes, I thought I might just join the brothel next door and become one of Corvette Man's hos. But a week or so ago I had the urge to contact Scott. Yes, the Scott who made my summer incredible and then just up and left. I don't know why, I just really wanted to see how he was doing. And surprisingly enough, he responded to me. And we started talking- alot. And we finally had our first face to face reunion on Monday and wound up having an incredible evening. So incredible, in fact, that he's pretty much groveling at my feet and wanting to prove himself to me, claiming that letting me go was a huge mistake. As he put it- "I chalk up the first time to bad timing, but the second time... well, they say you never make the same mistake twice." Well, as we know, boys are very prone to making mistakes, so let's see how he does this time... To Be Continued!
