monsterjoe

I'm sure I will never never figure out women. At this point I'm not even sure that I want to. Of course I still find them intoxicating and magical, but WTF? A lady I've had my eye on for years calls me up to tell me about this boy she's been hanging around with recently. She tells me how romantic and sweet and vulnerable he is and how he's trying to weasel his way (back) into her heart. So I'm listening to this and I'm thinking, "why the fuck are you telling me this?" Is it because she considers me a true friend and confidant? I think not...we haven't really spoken much over the last two months. Is it because she want's to make me jealous? Possibly, but I've never sent her any mixed signals about how I feel. I'm definately interested and she knows it. Inciting jealously would be counter intuitive. Does she just want to rub it in my face that other men are paying attention to her? This is where I'd put my money. The vixen. She want's to gloat. Fine. Whatever.

You know what? I will not not not not be a typically overbearing agressive male. I'm not going to pursue. I'm not into the chase. I make it pretty obvious that I'm interested. I make comments and leave compliments. If I say "hey why don't we get some coffee or some lunch sometime," and I get the foot shuffling demuring "I got plans" kinda thing, then fuck you. Fuck you hard thank you very much. You meet me half way or we don't play. OK? And don't call me up, or show up on my doorstep with some guy (this happend with a different girl from the one above) and throw that "see what you're missing" fucking attitude at me. You want my attention? When the ball's in your court you fucking ask me out. Otherwise, leave me alone.