Women make no sense.
And not in the way that Zermelo-Fraenkel set theory doesn't make sense, either. ZF doesn't make sense to me, but I rest comfortably in the knowledge that it makes sense to others. It has bizarre and confusing implications (how can one infinity be bigger than another?), but it is not self-contradictory.
I met this chick on hotornot (yes, I'm lame; let's move on), and we seemed to get along fairly well on aim. Eventually, she suggested we meet at a record store. I went and waited for about an hour and didn't see her. She later claimed to have been there, and I'm willing to give her the benefit of the doubt on this one.
As a result of this, I took to accusing her of being a robot (meaning she couldn't show up at the record store without blowing her robot cover; it was funny at the time, I swear). To disconfirm this hypothesis, she called me on my cellphone and we had a brief but amiable conversation.
Eventually we arranged to go out again, but she begged off, claiming illness. Our ensuing conversations seemed to reflect persistently decreasing interest on her part, so I eventually gave up and stopped IMing her.
The thing is, she still messages me almost daily, but doesn't really respond to my replies. Today she invited me to a chat, and when I got in I asked what I was doing there, to which she replied, "I dunno, get out." So I did. She messaged me a few minutes later with a "
" face, which she wouldn't explain.
Jesus, my description of this shit doesn't even make sense. My point, ladies, is this: You're either into me, or you're not. Please make that shit clear.
And not in the way that Zermelo-Fraenkel set theory doesn't make sense, either. ZF doesn't make sense to me, but I rest comfortably in the knowledge that it makes sense to others. It has bizarre and confusing implications (how can one infinity be bigger than another?), but it is not self-contradictory.
I met this chick on hotornot (yes, I'm lame; let's move on), and we seemed to get along fairly well on aim. Eventually, she suggested we meet at a record store. I went and waited for about an hour and didn't see her. She later claimed to have been there, and I'm willing to give her the benefit of the doubt on this one.
As a result of this, I took to accusing her of being a robot (meaning she couldn't show up at the record store without blowing her robot cover; it was funny at the time, I swear). To disconfirm this hypothesis, she called me on my cellphone and we had a brief but amiable conversation.
Eventually we arranged to go out again, but she begged off, claiming illness. Our ensuing conversations seemed to reflect persistently decreasing interest on her part, so I eventually gave up and stopped IMing her.
The thing is, she still messages me almost daily, but doesn't really respond to my replies. Today she invited me to a chat, and when I got in I asked what I was doing there, to which she replied, "I dunno, get out." So I did. She messaged me a few minutes later with a "
" face, which she wouldn't explain.
Jesus, my description of this shit doesn't even make sense. My point, ladies, is this: You're either into me, or you're not. Please make that shit clear.