{"id":220,"date":"2005-08-21T10:37:00","date_gmt":"2005-08-21T15:37:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.familyofgoldsteins.com\/?p=220"},"modified":"2005-08-21T10:37:00","modified_gmt":"2005-08-21T15:37:00","slug":"sunday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.familyofgoldsteins.com\/?p=220","title":{"rendered":"Sunday&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">I got some interesting advice this morning from my grandfather who is leaving for Puerto Rico today. The conversation when something like this: <\/span><br \/> <\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote style=\"font-family: arial;\"><p><span style=\"font-size:85%;\">Him: So what are you doing today.<br \/>Me: Nothing.<br \/>Him: Go out and find a girlfriend. Be a whore. I used to be a whore.<br \/>Me: Yeah. I&#8217;ll get right on that.<\/span> <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">I didn&#8217;t do much of anything yesterday. I was supposed to meet Sonya, but that never happened. I called her around 11 to tell her I was ready to go down there, but she said that she had to help her friend move and that she&#8217;d call when she was done. She never called. I knew she wasn&#8217;t going to call. Oh well&#8230; another example of how hoping for things only leads to disappointment. <\/span><\/p>\n<p> <span style=\"font-family: arial;\">Instead, I called Rafael and he helped me run my xbox network cable around my living room. We played some video games, then got some food and went back to his house. I ended up going to the the 40 year old virgin last night. It was pretty funny, but, I hate to admit this&#8230; anything that I see that has people that are in love, fictional or not, depresses me. Again, that movie was hilarious, but I still left feeling sorry for myself. <\/span><\/p>\n<p> <span style=\"font-family: arial;\">I realized something else this weekend. Friday night, I met Jose, Lucy, Allan, and Maria-Elena (Allan&#8217;s wife) at this place called Red Fez. Now, that&#8217;s a cool place, but I cannot recall the last time that I felt so uncomfortable to be in a public area&#8230; mostly b\/c there were soo many really hot girls there. I always say that it&#8217;s hard for me to meet new people b\/c my friends are married and don&#8217;t do things out. Well&#8230; I was out&#8230; with my friends who are both married&#8230; and it was exactly the same as when I went out with Mauricio&#8230; except well, they included me in the night, but still. There are fucking hot ass girls everywhere here but I can&#8217;t talk to anyone. I wouldn&#8217;t even know the first thing to say. I have never &#8230; ever gotten girl&#8217;s phone number&#8230; sad. <\/span><\/p>\n<p> <span style=\"font-family: arial;\">So, needless to say, I am in quite the funk today. I think what it really comes down to is this; I see most people around me that have someone to go through life with. That&#8217;s a pretty cool thing, when someone agrees or is willing to go through all the shit that fucking life is with you. I would really like that&#8230; <\/span><\/p>\n<p> <span style=\"font-family: arial;\">How do I feel right now?<\/span><br \/> <\/span> <\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">Sick of life. <\/span><\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">Lonley. <\/span><\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><span style=\"font-family: arial;\">Sort of loserish.<\/span><\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I got some interesting advice this morning from my grandfather who is leaving for Puerto Rico today. The conversation when something like this: Him: So what are you doing today.Me: Nothing.Him: Go out and find a girlfriend. Be a whore. I used to be a whore.Me: Yeah. I&#8217;ll get right on that. 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