choosy moms choose jif

I'm officially the hula hoop world champion. Come at me, bro.

Foccacia bread is amazing. I'm gonna make it every day.

I almost bought long johns today, but then I was like, "when would I ever need these?"

I need ideas for an album cover. I had a good one, but now I'm like, "naw, that's way dumb".

I read about yeast and sea monsters today at work today.

I need to find some  socks. 

Donna Summer -"She Works Hard For The Money"

I went to the bar by my place today to meet up with some friends. While we were chillin', a dude walked by a couple of times and complemented me on my hair. I was like, "uh... thanks". Later, the dude asked for a cigarette from my friend and we invited him to sit with us. He was a little drunk and he rambled on about how he almost fought some other guy who had been at the bar earlier that night. I was like, "word?". After chillin' for a while longer, my friends decided to close their tabs and leave.

The dude was there alone and he still had a stein of Blue Moon to finish so I was like, "I'll hang with you while you finish, dude". As we sat together, he talked to me about DJing and electronic music. I was like, "that's what's up". He invited me back to his place so we could listen to some music. I was like, "yeah, I'm down if that's all we're gonna do".

On the way back to his place, he told me several times that he thought I was beautiful. I responded graciously, but also made it a point to state clearly that I was not interested in having a physical relationship with him (or anybody else) that night. When we finally got to his place, he showed me some cool stuff about mixing and beat-matching. At the same time, he kept asking me if I wanted to hook up and dismissing my responses every time I declined his offers. Eventually, I was like, "yo, I'm gonna dip out". Upon hearing this, he got overly dramatic and accused me of leading him on. I gave him a hug and left. 

This is the second time something like this has happened to me in the last few months. While I'm flattered when people complement me on my looks or offer to buy me drinks, that shouldn't make them feel entitled to sex or any level of intimacy that I don't feel comfortable with... especially if I explicitly state that I'm not about it. Maybe I need t be more blunt about my intentions (or lack thereof). Maybe I should just stop being nice to strangers. Alas, the irony (is it irony? Maybe I'm stupid, but I still don't have a concrete grasp of what irony is. Maybe 'poetic element' is a better term) of the situation does not escape me. As a man who's probably made a few women feel uncomfortable (hopefully not to this extent) over the years, it's interesting to be on the other end of this situation. Anyway, I feel shitty now. Maybe I'll take a shower or something.