I have a whole lot of time on my hands today since I can not walk and am in a great deal of pain. A while ago I was severely injured at a job so bad I was out of work for a year. I ruptured the L3 in my back and its pressing directly against the sciatic nerve in the left leg. Doctors sent me to surgeons and back to doctors and back and forth. Consensus is that it cant be operated on and as such I have to live with it. Normally with yoga and such I get by A-OK.
Well I bought some DC shoes the other day and I guess they are more fashion than actual support and as such I’m hurting really bad. Last week I wore them and the next day I noticed the sciatic nerve in my leg acting up. Normally I can feel that pre-cursor twinge of pain and really stretch out and prevent any real pain. It didn’t happen like that last week and the bout of sciatica was pretty bad. I got by and made the best of it. It also went away after a few days and I could still walk and all. I didn’t put together the shoes with the pain until Saturday though. I was swimming in the pool and all of a sudden severe pain. My lady friend told me my shoes were nice and stylish, but probably not very good for posture
. Leave it to women to be so observant.
This all leads me into the (P74 based) MX275 Ammo test run and some damn fine results so far. On Thursday night I went to the PeaBody Place rooftop party. It was the last one of the season and there were some T-Boomers around so they moved it inside. STUPID planning because there was barely any space, the bars were piled three high in the area with the littlest space and right next to bathrooms so even worse. You had to wait twenty minutes to get a drink. I did talk to quite a few ladies that evening and had some great results.
All I was wearing was p74 4 sprays right before I went inside to the party. One group of ladies said they were going to the saucer and I should go their too. There were a couple of cute ones, but nothing great, but in the same note, the party was crowded, loud and difficult to talk with anyone.
I went over to the Saucer with my wing and re-applied two times before going in. I was very humid and also I sweated a lot at the party. I got us a table and the group of chicks I met at Peabody came in a while later. They were accompanied by a friend of mine. There were three girls, my old wing (we don’t really hang out anymore) and another guy and my new wing and I. I had to introduce myself and my new wing to the group.
My old wing was talking to the one really cute girl at the table and were opposite of me (length wise) at the table. I decided to walk by and engage the other two in conversation so every time I did I made it a point to kino the one my old wing was talking to. I’m touchy feely with her sliding my hand along her back as I walk by. Now I know some of you are not liking the fact that I was stealing my old wings set, but there is reasoning behind it. He has a terrible habit of not introducing anyone to his sets. The last time, which really pissed me off, was he brought me into a bar to meet a set of ugs and then he pulls up his chair and sits on the corner of the table so there is no where for me to sit and he has his back to me.
It was clearly a DLV my way and these girls actually asked him who the guy standing behind him was and if he knew me. Anyway from that day forward we haven’t been hanging out. It was a long-pattern of abuses that I do not like and don’t feel I need to subject myself too.
With that said I made sure I Kino’d his target enough where she was now talking to me and trying to get my attention. Plus the fact all the beer goddess’ kept coming over to say hi and what not. I can tell you this new MX was not overtly sexual, but was very charming and I would label it Instant Charisma.
Every women that night was very interested in talking to me and all seemed to be intrigued by my charm. There was absolutely no resistance to kino and the one chick who I thought was bored and not worth the effort (read cold) I was later told was super shy and didn’t like to talk. Her friends were amazed I had her talking like I did. My waitress did pay me special attention through the night and thanked me for sitting in her section
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OK nothing really substantial as far as hit wise, but there was definitely an air of openness and no space boundaries that could not be overcome. I really felt a connection with this one like we were all friends for a very long time.
Friday night was Beale Street and like normal we all head to the Saucer for a few beers. I normally go inside the air conditioned area, but decided to sit in the area where the band plays. Its not open in as much as they have big giant windows and no AC. So I’m sitting on the couch with my foot up on the coffee table. I was wearing 4 sprays of MX275 immediately before I went in.
Beer Goddess V came over and pushed my foot off the table. I put it back on. She gives me that ooooh you’re bad look and pushes it down again. Before I can put it on she slides past me and plops down right next to me. She looks me in the eyes for about a minute, I was thinking a staring contest and she says I’m bad. She says something about I wouldn’t do this at home would I? So I ask her to stop trying to get me to take her home with me. She loves it and she lays her hand on my shoulder and I pull it to my hand and pull her in closer. She has a big smile like she is anticipating some kissing, so I push her hand away and say she is bad. I can see bewildered excitement in her eyes and then my phone rings.
I tell her maybe someday and then answer my phone. She has a HUGE smile as she gets up and walks by me. Her walk is seductive and she deliberately is touching me as she goes by. Thing is, there was no one on the other side of couch, she could have just walked that way. Again it seems space is not an issue here.
I failed to mention V is not my waitress. My Beer Goddess is J and whenever I ordered a beer she has made it a point to mock me for it. Now I have been going to the Saucer for over a year. They have this UFO club where if you drink 200 beers you get a plate on the wall engraved with your name. Who wants to be the drunk guy with a plate? Anyway I have drunken more than the alloted 200 but never kept tally. Then I find out from new waitress that for each fifty beers you get other stuff too. Like T-shirts and hats and free beer. On the 200th beer you get a party worth $100. OK so I want to be that drunk guy with the plate!
Like I was saying though, my phone rang and it was my friend who got kicked out. I get him back in and he takes up residence on the couch next to me. I have to remind him its a big couch and he should slide down. Something happened to his debit card so I get him a beer.
I will finish this here in a few minutes. I need to take some more lortabs and soma. I am in agony right now. My next post I’ll talk about how I don’t want to date anyone at the saucer and why. Then how all that changed on Saturday and what the implications might be.
