Currently Listening Babylon By David Gray see related

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

Currently Listening From Under the Cork Tree By Fall Out Boy Sugar We're Going Down see related

So i thought my two days' off were going to be really relaxing but they ended up being pretty busy :-/ yesterday Brad and I did a lil car shopping for myself cuz im really sick of my cavalier. then i had to get a haircut at 430 by my hot hair stylist she said the girl she works next to's mouth dropped when i walked in cuz she thought i was gorgeous. life's rough when you're really really really really incredibly good looking. but the chick had some like punk hair goin on and i wasnt really feelin it. last night i headed down to linc to see some friends, it was fun to see those peeps again, he's gonna miss em. this mornign i drove back, but i took some highways back through the country and had myself a nice lil drive. i think, when i get my new car, im going to start going for sunday drives. i used to hate them when i was little but now i find them to be really relaxing. i got alot of thinking done today, which was a good thing. so then brad and i went to oakview and i got a few thigns from express but i have to take back a pair of plaid shorts cuz they're too tight on my fat ass. tonight i went out to din din with jeremy stine and brad. we had a good time just talking about everything and anything. i really wanted a beer with my fish and chips....dont ya hate that when you regret not doing something? like not eating that extra piece of pizza? yah, me too.

Currently Listening Fear By Toad the Wet Sprocket Walk on the Ocean see related

wow so ya its been awhile since ive written on this thing...ha its only my second entry, but i've been to busy to do any of this! The college world series just got over and i worked my lil ass off! like over 200 hours or something crazy like that, but after the 4th, things will really calm down and timmy will have his life back! yip skip super! and sorry for the all like 2 of you who have actually checked this to read it i'll try to keep it coming a lil more consistently. so i've been kinda down lately, it seems like nothing has gone my way  for  the past two years or so. theres always setback after setback. its getting to be pretty frustrating. :-/ its pretty much going on in every aspect of my life:work, relationships, spiritual, school. I'm in a rut and i just cant seem to get out. anyways ive been real stuffy lately and have developed a cough. not cool. the last thing i need is to get sick. So i doubt that my weblogs will be entertaining. my life is EXTREMELY boring and routine. but for those who stop by and say hello thanks! so long and goodbye

Currently Playing Incomplete Pt.2 By Backstreet Boys see related

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hey all you lame ass web bloggers i finally caved in to the insurmountable pressure and joined xanga. yes, so now you can know every boring detail that goes on in my life! yip skip super!