Tuesday, May 26, 2015
"Don't even think about it. I am not interested,"
I said, "I know you're not interested." She said, "How do you know?"
I said, "Because you're a black woman in Oregon. Black women here go for white men."
She said," That's a broad generalization."
I said, " I know about 9 black women here. They all either date or are married to, white men. And my 4 black male friends here- they all date or are married to white women."
She said, "I do like white men, but why did you smile at me and say hi?"
I said, " I was just saying hi. That's all."
That wasn't all. I lied.
I was hoping she was one of the rare black women here in Oregon that's interested in black men.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Monday, January 19, 2015
Sunday, January 11, 2015
It was a waste of time. I realized that we were both not what we were looking for, and I got up and left.
She said that she doesn't normally date black men but I seemed nice and we had a lot in common. She also said she doesn't date men as thick as me. She also said she was a Republican and hated everything President Obama stood for. We had a very heated discussion about the president- her critiquing everything he does and my defending everything he does. She said that whoever she gets serious with would need to convert to Mormonism. She also said she doesn't respect anyone who ate anything that had a mother.
Religion and Politics were something that never came up in conversation before. That she couldn't respect anyone that ate meat? I knew this train was going no where fast, and I jumped off right thenm and I went home.
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
I know that you're noticing how loving, how kind, how forgiving and how compassionate I am in this life. Based on the hand I've been dealt in this life, I must have been an a** in a past life. I'm sorry. I pray that I stop feeling as if I have to pay for past lives.
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
After 3 years of dates that went no where, I'm trying Match.com again. I'm also trying out Blackpeoplemeet.com. I know, I know-some friends give me the side- eye when I tell them I joined Blackpeoplemeet.com since I live in lilly-white Oregon and they give me a hard time about wanting a woman of color, but God is in charge of miracles, and I believe in Him with my whole heart.
Please pray for me. I'm not getting any younger, and I have needs! :)
Monday, December 8, 2014
This morning I saw a woman on the bus. Skin smooth, dark like chocolate. Full lips purple in color. Purple waist length tweed coat. Purple and red paisley print dress and red high heel shoes. Purple- favorite color; and red-the best color for black people to wear, an ex-girlfriend said. Short curly black afro. High cheek bones. Curvy Beyonce-like hips. Shapely calves. I don't like muscular women, but I loved her calves. I'd guess that she was in her late thirties. She was reading a thick book. My guess was that she was in school.
I saw her as I entered the bus. I'm pretty shy, and so I had spent about 5 minutes trying to build up the courage to say . As I sat there, glancing at her periodically, and thinking of what to say after hi or good morning, she looked at me, and, sounding like she was dropped from the ghettos of the slummiest part of Mississippi into the middle of Portland Oregon, she said loudly;
"What the fuck you looking at me fuh? Huh? Did you fuckin' lose something over here? Turn yo ass away from this direction okay?"
First of all, I thank God for revealing her ugliness. After seeing her external beauty, God showed me her internal ratched-ness in all its glory. Usually when I convince myself of failure for not speaking to a hot woman, I feel like kicking myself. Not this time. God let me know, in His infinite wisdom, not to waste one more minute of my time being hesitant to make a connection with her. She wasn't hot anymore.
So, in my attempt (and failing) to make her feel bad, I said, "I was looking at you because I thought you were very attractive and I was trying to build up the courage to say hello and start a conversation based on your response, but you're not beautiful on the inside. Apparently you're a ratched bitch."
Then she began to cuss me out, but I put my headsets on and turned the volume up so I couldn't hear anything. I saw her lips moving fast but I didn't hear a word she said after;
"Who the fuck is you?"
Monday, April 28, 2014
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Sunday, November 3, 2013
with her fiancée. A woman as gorgeous and as sweet she was. I was disappointed for me but happy for them. We talked for hours, and laughed, and even exchanged contact information.
In the past month I met 5 beautiful women. None of which I could date because I'm not a woman.
Saturday, September 28, 2013
"So, Alieux, how's your love life? Are you dating anyone?"
I told her:
"I'm home on a Saturday night, cleaning the oven. That's how my love life is."
I know it sounds pathetic. It is pathetic.