Nope, two brothers. I'm very tempted to take our geeb and put it on her front porch so her parents can find it, but Evan said that was too douchey.
Dude, why the heck are you talking to him anymore, anyways?!

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Nope, two brothers. I'm very tempted to take our geeb and put it on her front porch so her parents can find it, but Evan said that was too douchey.

Nope, two brothers. I'm very tempted to take our geeb and put it on her front porch so her parents can find it, but Evan said that was too douchey.
jmattbassplaya said:I don't mean to be an ass, and maybe it's just me, but that doesn't sound like the way you start a meaningful and long-lasting relationship with another human being.
jmattbassplaya said:Dude, why the heck are you talking to him anymore, anyways?!![]()
Papa Dangerous said:Random bits of advice to all those to read.
ALWAYS listen to your fellow Talkbassists... I posted a whole thing on my relationship issue and they all gave great advice. However, I started to think with my heart and not my head and went against what everyone said (that rhymes.... I will copyright that right now so whenever I get band and write a cheesy love song) I tried to get her back. I tried really hard... the other night, after she cancels plans on me (there was possibility of them being canceled when I made them) I catch her sitting with that guy that she supposedly cheated on me with. His leg was over hers, and they were sitting shoulder to shoulder. Despite what I did, how much I poured my heart out to her, it was all futile. She broke me twice and made me break myself. Restarting the healing process sucks so much.
This leads me to my next bit of advice.. once a cheap skanky dirty piece of slut bagging town bike... always a cheap skanky dirty piece of slut bagging town bike.
Papa Dangerous said:I spent my two days off doing absolutely nothing. Just feeling crappy because I had no option in really going since I am stick in the damn sticks. However, I have a work week ahead of me and that should keep me distracted enough. Let me read what this geeb thing is, and I will let you know.
Smoking apparatus
So, TB opinion, should I put the geeb on her doorstep?

The more time you spend planning revenge, the less time you have to follow Maki's advice.
You're young, she's young, you've both got a lot to learn about relationships. Forgive as much as you can, learn as much as you can ... and go tap everything in sight until you feel better.
Papa Dangerous said:What sucks is that no matter what I do, no matter what I look at, no matter how hard I try and do something, there is always something that reminds me of her. I guess I am a sentimental #$*% but whenever I share a moment like that with someone, I have a hard time replacing that person involved.
Same. That plus an almost crippling s.a.d makes it very hard to talk to girls. That first night in January, we were sitting there talking and I was literally trembling.
jmattbassplaya said:That probably had more to do with it being January and balls-cold outside![]()
Papa Dangerous said:I think I am down for investing into a microchip that has satellite GPS. Next time I ask a girl out, we get drunk and I am injecting it into her body. I will know where she is at all times!
Papa Dangerous said:I think I am down for investing into a microchip that has satellite GPS. Next time I ask a girl out, we get drunk and I am injecting it into her body. I will know where she is at all times!
My drive to work passes both her school and her house, and is the same path she takes to go between the two. I also live about 3 minutes away from where she spends about 60% of her off campus time. Ive never had the feelings I have now - I spend my entire drive looking at every white suv to see if its her. I'm paralyzingly afraid of ever actually seeing her, living the life we both wanted to live, of getting ****ed up and partying, but without me.