My blog, my own personal therapist.

The really hot Russian Girl came in again the other night. Wow, she's unbelievably sexy. I mean....wow. We talked again, had a pleasant conversation about careers, school, exercising and vacations. We always seem to have something to talk about, it's really never seemed like forced small talk, at least not to me. I don't know what to do here, I really don't. She seems like a very cool person (not to mention the uber-hotness), but our relationship really isn't much more than customer-tobacco merchant. I'm pretty sure she doesn't even remember my name. How do I move beyond that? I sort of asked her out before, a few months ago and was politely dismissed. Should I try again? What do I say, how do I say it? Man, I'm really not much good at this. Where do I steer the conversation in order to lead up to "Hey, we should go grab a coffee sometime"?

Went out with Starbucks Girl (she doesn't work there anymore, but still) after work in Wednesday. She's the same one who lasted a week at my store (she just stopped showing up). I don't blame her....it's a pretty shitty job. I was on MSN the other night, we were chatting, she suggested that we hang out, grab a drink if I'm ever bored. I said: "How 'bout you call me tomorrow after work?". She actually did. We went for a few drinks, then back to my place.....to take Bobo out. Took a walk through the park, played catch (it's not so easy in the dark), then back to the porch for some wine and a smoke. I was driving her home at around 1:00 AM, when on a whim, we decided to hit up 'the nudes', as she calls it. Not the greatest caliber of ladies on a Wednesday night, but still a fun time. S.G. actually persuaded me to get up on stage (something I've never done) in order to 'tip' the one hot dancer. I never would have gone and done it if left up to my own designs...I really am too much of a coward. I really do need more people to push me like that. After finally dropping her off home at around 2:30, we had one last drink (a ginger ale for me, I was driving after all) and we parted after a couple of hearty hugs and her insistence that I call her sometime, whenever I feel like doing something. Despite this, I'll still have trouble calling, being the coward I am. I'll have to force myself to do it I suppose. I know she’s not interested in that way, but it is always nice to have more friends.