F and I had our 'talk' on a Saturday night, so come Sunday morning I was eager to get into 'bounce back' mode. I re-engaged my OKC profile and I also dropped texts to all of the women I'd suspended back in May.
Married woman replied within like two minutes with a blizzard of texts, and she's the one I'm supposed to steal away from her husband this weekend.
Bartender that is 2-3 inches taller than me replied quickly as well and we went out that night and had a great long night like we'd never even taken a break. She's been unusually cool about giving me space too; I haven't seen her since that night, which is good because she is a horrific scratcher. The next day while getting undressed at the gym, I forgot about my back and when I took off my shirt, several of the guys were very taken aback. I looked in the mirror and it was like Rambo's Vietnam scars in First Blood. There was at least one impressed whistle echoing throughout the locker room that day.
Texted the single mom I met at our kids' baseball game right before embarking on the F train and all she did was reply with "lol". Which I gotta say, I really kinda admired. I replied "ball" but got nothing back.
Two other women I'd hooked up with earlier in the year replied to my text with great anger. One was pretty straight-forward about it. "I thought we were building something, we were sleeping together, and then all of a sudden you just broke it off out of the blue. I don't do that and I don't do guys that do that so bye." I respected that. The other, however, replied with such venom and rage and all caps HOWLING PAIN over the course of about 15 text paragraphs that I could only reply with "I am sorry, I was honest and straight-forward with you, and I'm sorry it hurt you like this" and then blocked her.
Interestingly, I didn't immediately message weirdo Anime girl but then the night that Everything Everything played USMH, I had an extra ticket because my buddy bailed. I texted her out of the blue asking if she wanted to see a cool show and she replied saying she was half a block away. I said "come on over!" and she said she'd be there in 30 minutes, which was good timing since the opener had just finished. However, when she texted to say "Almost there!" I went up and then saw her get out of an Uber, which is puzzling if she's half a block away, but then again, who cares and am I really gonna ask questions when A) I don't actually care, and B) it could make things boner-killingly awkward.
So the show was great and we went home together that night and it was a fantastic as always. However, I also remembered that as amazing as she sounds on paper, in real life her manic magic Asian routine gets very tiresome very quickly. Everything is SOOOOOOOO this and SOOOOOOOOOO that, and when she asks a question or if I'm telling a story, she's super distracted because I know she's just trying to think of what else she should say. I even told her that night that I saw us as a once-a-month thing and she replied with something about pumpkins or some random shit like always.
Anyway, I was kinda sad about F for a couple days, but now I'm reveling in the fact that every morning when I wake up, there's a pretty damn good chance I've got some rando messaging me on OKC or some other woman is asking what I'm doing that night. Hell, I woke up last Saturday morning thinking I had no plans and would just stay home and watch 'Blood Father', which I'd just downloaded. Instead I ended up violating some woman to the point where my neighbors thought for sure a homicide was going down.
Single life has its charm.
