Although it's not a particularly new piece of information to anyone else, I've come to the conclusion that the level of influence I have over the decision-making processes of women when it comes to entering a relationship approaches zero. There is nothing I can consciously say or do that will make them decide that I'm the one for them. My conscious ( Read more... )

Against my better judgement (which is somewhat based on the nerve endings in my gut. Did you know there are more nerve endings in your gut than anywhere else in your body? It makes sense to trust your gut), I went out on a second date last night with the girl from a coupla weeks ago. (Yeah, there's something to be said about striking when the iron ( Read more... )

1) So what is it with the wimmen of the world? Why am I still single? Is it because I called them wimmen that one (two three several hundred) time? What is it with wimmen who go on dates that guarantee that neither party will be satisfied? Actually, I understand perfectly. I just wish it wasn't so. I think I set myself up for failure, but desperate ( Read more... )

Had a disturbing dream last night which stayed with me for the entire morning ( Read more... )

It's been a big weekend and I'm now tired like the wolf. Saturday morning was a bit of a squash session. Afterwards I went off and bought myself some paint pots (with the gift vouchers I was given for my housewarming) to test out on my walls. Tests reveal that these colours are not the colours I will be using as they look absolutely awful... burnt ( Read more... )

She's All That arrived in the mail last night, along with a calling card to collect my ADSL modem from the mail centre. (I can't imagine Bend It Like Beckham requires me to sign for it. That movie will probably arrive sometime next week.) Looks like I'll be taking Thursday off to get my car serviced. Steph has had a bit of a go at me - being a bit ( Read more... )

I find that I am male, driven by my dick. Valentine's Day - a day of red, firey passion etc. etc. etc.. My expectation of the evening was a night spent in bed - after the laying of some pretty impressive foundations in flowers, food and entertainment. I don't believe in the day, a day of overspending on things I consider unnessesary, but she said ( Read more... )

Back from the extended weekend, and I'm a tired puppy. Now I have to use my powers of ... of something... and go back and try to remember what happened ( Read more... )

Friday was another meeting of the Buffy crew at Bar Borch in Knox. Fun was had by all. I won the bowling (after supremely sucking in the first game). It seems that the series finale will be held in the Rialto. Very exclusive too ( Read more... )

Women are manipulative. Machinations within machinations (well, for the intelligent ones anyway). But you've got to play the game if you want to win (with quotation fingers). For example, "Why? There's nothing special about me," invites you to either insult them with, "You're right, there is nothing special about you," or "Yes, you're very special ( Read more... )