Doom Metal Alchemist

Whatever you say. I've lived the same shit he's living for about a decade. Not at all in the same field, mind you.

Well fuck you too. Apparently I am a loud chewer. And yes I chew with my mouth closed.

So yesterday you have sympathy for those in this situation and today you're making fun of them and blaming their misfortune on themselves?

Dude, I used to love doing that when I was little.

Nah, see, if we all stank nobody would realize it because we would smell it all the time. It's like how Packard thinks cigarette smoke doesn't have a smell.

I don't recall what I dream about lately, lol. A lot of recurring themes in the recent past have been sex, being back in high school as a college graduate, losing articles of clothing...

garbagepailcat, I'm going to apologize in advance here. I was overthinking again. And I came to the realization that I overthink a LOT of things, not just about potential romances. It's weird it took me this long to figure it out, lol. I absolutely inherited this trait from my mother. She way overthinks everything. ANYWAY.... I was thinking about the whole thing where I sat across from her and started talking to her, and she randomly changed seats. Buddy's reassurance seemed to boil down to she probably likes personal space.... but I see her sitting next to and across from people all the time in the break areas when we are in the same ones at the same time. So my mind went to "maybe I did make her uncomfortable after all," but then I thought well maybe because I'm essentially a stranger, AND maybe because I'm a man she's a little guarded, not in a "get this creep away from me" sense, but hopefully a "I like this guy but I have to be careful" sense...

THERE'S MIDDLE GROUND

Why the hell are you asking cis men's opinions on handbags. Lack of a question mark intentional. I feel I need to state this because I usually try my best to have perfect punctuation.

I'm with buddy in that if I "believe in my heart of hearts" that it'll never happen, that it'll literally never happen. How would it? She'd literally have to be the one to make the first move. Can i really rely on that? I could see not trying to force it being good advice. Not to make it happen, just let it happen.

I don't know how you were on autopilot when you STARTED driving. For me autopilot only comes when I'm comfortable doing something, usually from having done it a ton of times. I have not done this a ton of times. I haven't asked out women in general a ton of times. I've intentionally befriended women even fewer times. This is probably the very first time I've ever intentionally befriended a woman with the end-goal being to be romantic with her. Like every time I ask out a woman either I've just come right out with it without getting to know her first (took me a long time to realize that's not how this works), or she or someone else initiated the icebreaker.

I don't think I've ever had a money dream. I know I've never had a cocaine dream, but that's not in the least bit surprising.

Yeah but here in the Pacific we get fucked every time Sports are played (because the fuckery happens when the game starts). I can't tell you how many times as a kid I tried to tune in to Simpsons re-runs weekdays at 5:00 PM only to see baseball. And unfortunately for me, I didn't care about baseball in those days.

Pacific.

Fucking sweet, dude! Congrats.

It warms my heart that three of the four you named are the ones I very fondly remember from my childhood. I don't know first hand if they are the best (because I haven't played anything newer than 6 except for like 10 minutes of 7 at a friend's house), but I do definitely know first hand that they are masterpieces.

I'm the type of boob that's synonymous with 'idiot'.

Well he said the car he wanted. Maybe he wanted a Hummer. (Not a sex joke, get your minds out of the gutter, people).

Happy birthday!

Glad to know her changing seats doesn't mean much, if anything. I don't think she did it for my benefit though. She sat down first, and I sat down across from her. I sat that close to her on purpose, lol.

I get what you're saying, but I think you're over emphasizing it a bit.

I was told earlier I should look for signals to see if she's interested or not. >_>

Well, step 1 is accomplished: I finally talked to her last night. I'm not sure how to gauge her reaction. At first she seemed almost repulsed by me, but later it seemed she thought I was ok. I didn't at all turn on the charm; didn't intend to. I wanted to keep it casual. Just kept it about work. However, I was in a bad mood at the time because shortly before break, I was told I would have to go back to my old job for the remainder of the shift (which was around 8 - 9 hours at the time). Me being angry at this I think really put her off. The signal that she was uncomfortable was she randomly changed seats to the one next to her slightly further away from me. When she did that I thought "Yikes, well there's my answer right there." But she shortly asked me a couple questions, so I thought, "Hm, maybe the door's still open after all." She didn't talk a whole lot, but I think that's probably because I didn't engage her enough, I don't think that in particular was a sign she was disinterested. Another good sign was a bit later actually during work as opposed to break (I actually didn't have to go back to my old job at all for the day, thank friggin god). Part of our job is to toss empty cardboard boxes up on to a conveyer belt. Just placing them on the conveyer is not an option because to do that I have to reach and I quickly realized reaching is a good way to get really sore really quick, so I started doing like the rest of them and tossing the boxes on the conveyer. I'm still trying to get the hang of how hard / soft to toss the boxes, and the boxes are all different sizes and shapes, so it's not easy getting a feel for it. Often times I'll toss a little too soft and I'll have to push it completely on. A couple times I tossed a little too hard and it fell off the other side. Well, the second time I tossed it too hard, it fell on her. Before it landed on her, I called "watch out," but I didn't think to say her name too. Anyway, the good thing was she made a joke about it chuckled and smiled a little bit, so again, I think the door is open. That is about the extent of my interactions with her last night.

No thank you.

I would be honored!