Nice and short.

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Short but deep, I think. There wasn't much muss or fuss, it a was crawl in, a bit of wonder at how long it would take, then I was asleep before I could really think about it. My mind is rested but I am physically tired too. I might need extra sleep times throughout the weekend. All good, just fine. I still think I can do some laundry, maybe even getting the pillows steamed and dried again.

I keep thinking about finding a wife. Oh, I know, ignore women's advice on dating. Duh! I remember my mother telling me what women like and realizing if I acted like that I wouldn't even get a kiss. I had some early insights into things so I was never fooled by women's wants. Besides, I had watched her, who she picked. She certainly didn't go after nice guys. When it comes to love, romance, attraction, and such, women have no head for it. Much like drinking, some pursuits are better left to men. A woman can't chase or she will lose hard. She doesn't understand, she will simply have to hope a suitor will approach and will do the thinking for them while she considers things in her own odd way. Her way is often more social acceptance and her wants than anything reasoned, and those as afterthoughts more often than not. That is why society used to have the wisdom to protect women. They have no head for ensuring an equitable relationship.

I realize, from a number of recent incidents, that I shouldn't have a great deal of difficulty at least meeting a number of prospective women. I don't know what women see in me, but to cause an older woman to flirt, a middle aged women to blush, a younger woman (legal mind you) to give personal data I had neither asked for nor even intimated I might be interested in, and some other events, they must see something. Not that I have been trying, either. And I won't try, merely making my presence known will be enough. Getting out and about is the trick. I could let those things go to my head but it simply isn't worth it. Those might be flukes in any case. All I know is there are five to seven women I could easily have negotiated something something with in the last month, all while I've been living under a moon of suffering.

The thing is, where to meet women? While Church seems like a good place, I am not sure the women there are any better than bar flies these days. Women seem to have decided, if a guy isn't sexing them after the third date, it isn't going to work. Sure, there are some better situations, but those are usually young first loves. Once a woman has been on the market, she presumes sex in the relationship before marriage. Of course, that can be... worked. Nothing like leaving a woman hot and alone to drive her into the relationship. Found that out by accident. Changed my mind. Then again, she almost became a stalker. Careful with that one. What I need to do is find a place where some commonality of culture can be found. I really am looking for a solid Catholic woman, if there is such a thing. One who can do pole dancing.

I'll figure it out. If I decide to do so.