Surviving My Quaterlife 2

Jan 08, 2008 - 00:25 AM PST

So I called the one-night stand this morning! I didn't expect them to answer after the third ring, but then they did! Here is how the conversation went:

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(Please feel free to skip over my interpretation of the telephone conversation because it is not very interesting)
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FADE IN.

We see me, a fairly good looking 24 year old guy with long brown hair, leaning against the wall of the kitchen in my dingy little L.A. apartment. I stare at my cell phone and see that the time is a few minutes after 10:00 AM. (I think to myself that it is late enough in the morning to call and not wake the one-night stand up.) I highlight the name on my cell phone and press send. I put the phone up to my ear. It rings about three times. I prepare to leave a message. Then...

One-night Stand : Hello

ME : Hey [O.N.S.'s real name] it's [my name].

O.N.S. : Hey, what's up?

ME : Not much. Just got back from Colorado last night.

O.N.S. : Cool, how was it?

ME : It was good. I focused on snow boarding and got pretty good at it.

O.N.S. : Awesome. So when did you get back?

ME : Last night.

O.N.S : Cool, so what's going on?

ME : Not much.

O.N.S : We should hang out some time.

ME : Yeah we should, I would like that.

O.N.S. : So what are you up to today?

ME : Not much. Just hanging out.

O.N.S. : Cool. Want to get together today?

ME : Okay. I was going to go to the gym. Why don't I call you later this afternoon.

O.N.S : Okay, I just have to do a little work at home and then I am going to a dinner tonight.

ME : Oh, well if you are busy then maybe we should meet up after your dinner.

O.N.S. : Well I'm not sure when the dinner will be over.

ME : Okay, well maybe it would be better if we met before the dinner then. Why don't I call you later this afternoon?

O.N.S. : Okay, sounds cool. I'll talk to you later bud.

ME : Okay. Talk to you later. [nervous laughter]

THE END
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After I hung up my phone vibrates and beeps signifying that a text message has been sent to my cell phone. It is from O.N.S.. It reads "What are you laughing at?"

I think to myself. Fuck! I must have sounded retarded on the phone! I pause for a quick moment and think about what to write. I type in "Sorry just nervous laughter I guess." I press send. As I do this I hope that I spelled the word "nervous" correctly so that I don't come off as an even bigger retard.

O.N.S. writes back, "Ha ha don't be nervous we had fun last time"

I am relieved that O.N.S. takes it well and seems to be in a positive mood. But I wonder if O.N.S. thinks that I am wierd for laughing and for being nervous. Maybe O.N.S thinks that it is a good thing. Who knows.

Okay, if anyone is reading this they are probably bored to death by now. I will not go into all of the details of the rest of this day. I will just say that I did go to the gym and have a good workout. It felt good to work out hard. Anyway, after calling and texting back and forth I finally drove over to O.N.S's apartment. I knew how to get there because I had been there before when we had the one-night stand. (Okay, I am just going to write ONS from now on.) I got there late because ONS ended up being busy for most of the day. There was not much time left until ONS's dinner.

When ONS opened the door we said hello, we hugged, and I walked in. I sat down on a black leather chair. ONS said he just had to finish writing an important e-mail for work. I said that was fine with me, which it was. ONS spends most of the next 1.5 hours on the computer while I sat in the chair in front of the TV. We talked a little. I learned that ONS is a serious athlete and that ONS ran like 5 marathons and runs between 5 and 7 miles six days per week. I was actually happy to learn this because the last person I dated was not a serious athlete, which I did not like, so it was nice to know that ONS is. I imagined us jogging together in my mind. It also inspired me to run even more than I do now. It inspired me to run many miles every day or at least 5 to 6 days per week. I know I can do this! I just have to push myself.

Anyway, the conversation went okay. Not really exciting, but it is hard to have an exciting conversation when one person is busy writing an e-mail. ONS seems to like me, but there weren't exactly sparks flying if you get my drift. Although I should mention that ONS did give me a little massage, which felt good and re-established a little of the physical/sexual connection that we shared one night a few months ago.

After a little while it was time for ONS to get ready for the business dinner. (By the way, I'm still not exactly sure what ONS does for a job. ONS said it often involves tennis, so that threw my for a loop. I am still thinking of businesses that involve tennis. I will let you know if/when I find out what ONS does.) It was my que to leave the apartment. ONS apologized and said that there was no intention to kick me out (even though ONS was kicking me out.) I said I understood, which I did. I just wished that we could have hung out a little longer. We said that we would try to get together later on this week. I hope that we do. Oh I almost forgot to write that when I was leaving ONS went to give me a hug. This was fine, but then ONS leaned to give me a kiss on the cheek, but instead of hitting my cheek ONS's lips hit my stupid long hair! I guess it is not a total disaster, but it felt awkward to me. Maybe I should have kissed ONS on the lips after that, but I was too scared. God! I sound like a retarded teenager!!! Anyway it was a nice gesture... I hope ONS did not think that it was strange.

In retrospect, I think that it was good that we did not have sex this time. It showed me that we could hold a conversation (even if it was a little dry). It also allowed me to confirm a little that ONS is not only interested in me for sex. This makes me happy because I do not want to just have an "f-buddy," I want to at least try to build a legitimate relationship. So, not having sex allowed us to communicate verbally instead of just physically/sexually. This is a step in the right direction. I think it would be fun to have sex on the next date though. I hope this does not make me seem like a pervert or something. I don't think it does. I guess I am just a regular young guy with hormones.

I am thinking of making a reservation at a nice restaurant for a proper date for the next time that ONS and I meet, but I don't know if ONS will be into this. I will think about it a little more. Sometimes I think that it is a good idea and sometimes I am not sure. I go back and forth. This is symptomatic of my frequent tendency to be indecisive. It takes me forever to decide on anything or to commit to anything. I think that this is a bad characteristic of mine, but I am working on changing it.

Okay, so I actually completed three steps of the three tasks that I am trying to work on for my life. (Also, I need to add a fourth, but I will get to that in a second.)

#1 - I went to the gym and worked out. I did lots of abnominal work and worked my tricepts and shoulders.

#2 - I worked at my boring by flexible part-time job for a few hours. So I at least made a little money.

#3 - I called and met with someone who I could potentially build a real relationship with!

Yay for me!

The #4 task that I need to add is that I need to start working on my script(s). If I am going to be a real TV writer, then I need to write. So #4 is Script Writing!

Tomorrow I have some errands to do, but I can't stop thinking about seeing ONS again! So I have to make that happen. I also have to keep working out (even more I guess) and I have to look for a new way to make some money. Okay, I will try to write more tomorrow or at least one day this week.
Bye until then. (I apologize if this is super boring and dry, but it is just my fairly boring life I guess.)