Try getting to know her, and letting her get to know you.
Try going to the games night, meet her friends, introduce them to Battlestar Galactica and then BETRAY THEM ALL.
Danger's my birthright.
Buffy ,'The Killer In Me'
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billytea - Aug 14, 2012 5:25:57 am PDT #18716 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
askye - Aug 14, 2012 5:33:22 am PDT #18717 of 30001
Thrive to spite them
P-C the invite to game night is an opening. Step through it and see what happens.
You keep putting unrealistic expectations on yourself and the women that you meet. It seems like you have a this, not fantasy, but you have this idea in your head of what meeting your Future Girlfriend will be like and none of your encounters with women you like can ever be successful because you keep judging them by this ideal.
erikaj - Aug 14, 2012 5:36:00 am PDT #18718 of 30001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-
Movies teach everybody to do this.But it's never worked out for me either. I've never "met-cute" in real life.
Steph L. - Aug 14, 2012 5:44:07 am PDT #18719 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I've never "met-cute" in real life.
I met my boyfriend when he offered to tie me up at a party while wearing a long leather skirt and 5-inch heels.
Does that count as "meet cute"?
I never get to tell 99% of people that story. It's always "We met through friends." Which is technically correct, but lacks that sartorial flair.
Fred Pete - Aug 14, 2012 5:46:31 am PDT #18720 of 30001
Ann, that's a ferret.
Does that count as "meet cute"?
Depends. Who was wearing the skirt and heels?
erikaj - Aug 14, 2012 5:48:46 am PDT #18721 of 30001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-
Maybe in a foreign film, Tep. (I've had a few relationships, but they were pretty free of, like, magic, and "I just knew," and a special way we met, and all that cinematic stuff.)
Steph L. - Aug 14, 2012 5:49:21 am PDT #18722 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Who was wearing the skirt and heels?
Who do you think? (That was a grammatically vague sentence, wasn't it? I should edit it. I probably won't, though. It's kind of a given that *I* am not the one wearing heels.)
Steph L. - Aug 14, 2012 5:52:09 am PDT #18723 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
they were pretty free of, like, magic, and "I just knew," and a special way we met, and all that cinematic stuff.
Ah, to be fair, that was just the first time I met him. There was no magic, and I didn't "just know" anything other than how astonishing it was he could walk in those heels like he was born in them. It took a year of being friends before I thought, "Oh, crap. I think maybe I have Feelings for him." (And that was pretty much my reaction verbatim, because I didn't want to fuck up a friendship. Plus I didn't know if I could date a cross-dresser. But mostly I didn't want to fuck up a friendship. But then I went and did it anyway.)
Connie Neil - Aug 14, 2012 5:58:40 am PDT #18724 of 30001
brillig
In retrospect, Hubby and I had a "meet cute", but I wouldn't have pursued it if Amy hadn't vetted him and orchestrated a second meeting.
Polter-Cow - Aug 14, 2012 6:01:39 am PDT #18725 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
I think that's basically the root of the problem. I'm getting into the dating game stupidly late and I don't know how anything works and I just want a magic fantasy to happen and get it over with.