I’ve been exchanging e-mails with a beautiful, intelligent, casual Californian who goes by the moniker, Lulu. Lulu strikes me as a cool chick. And because I hope and pray that there are more girls like her out there, I am listing some of the reasons why Lulu is cool.
She reads, she writes, she thinks, she competes athletically and she has a genuinely compassionate heart. Find me a hot girl who you can say all that about and buy me an engagement ring, because that’s all I need.
She knows football. She’s a Raiders fan and she’s still upset about the Buccaneers acquiring Coach Gruden, then beating her Raiders in the Super Bowl that same year. Also, like most Raiders fans, she gets angry shivers down her spine every time someone mentions the Tuck Rule Game (I guarantee you most girls reading this have no idea what the Tuck Rule Game is and I’m not telling them. So there).
She bet me that she could use Sublime’s, “Waiting for My Ruca” (an incredibly slow song) as the music for her stripper stage show (she’s not yet a stripper). I still say, no fucking way.
She’s taking belly dancing lessons. I’m getting hot as I type this.
She gave me this compliment (and I can never get enough compliments): “you are a writing god. Just accept it.”
She wrote the following: “As a girl who gets laid often and has been called an emotionless bitch on numerous occasions, I have to say that women are retarded. People who remember that will go far. It's weird being a girl who can actually have sex with someone and then walk away and not be retarded. I have surprised many a guy with this supposedly unique aspect of my personality. Which may be why all of the guys I dump (and yes, I am at 100% on this) try to win me back time and time again. Wow, that sounds cocky. But it's not. It just makes me curious what other girls are like in relationships—how are they so different from me?”
I am not answering that question because a) it would take too long b) she may get some dumb ideas, turn into an emotional freak and then every guy in her area would lynch me and c) I’m hoping she’ll go bisexual and figure out for herself.
And yes, I think we’ve just found the female equivalent of me.
If you would like to read her blog, View Lulu, click here.