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I ran into it again today, only instead of one it was a nest of young women. Oh, sure, they might have been nice, or even competitive for attention. I messed up, doing something that wasn't alpha type. And the reaction was quick. Still, I don't care. They aren't... intended... for my part. Besides that is very easy to fix. Shut up. Yeah, that's as easy as the fix can be, though I would suggest having a number of quicker and longer adjustments. We screw up a lot, remember... 30 to 40 percent success, in and out of relationships. It was three on one and I wasn't expecting it. That's all I am saying there. Oh, my friend thinks I am just seeing more than what is there. And I will, and have, conced(ed), that could be true. Just... there is a certain tone they get, a certain way they smile a little too long, a little too much eye contact, and more stuff with the eyes and lashes... I am not a woman so I don't know the whole gig. All of those things are sent at the speed of light, then gone. Any one to four of those means nothing. A half dozen or more means something. A dozen is like leaving the red light on. They were young, inexperienced, but... don't underestimate even a younger woman. A man can BE their career. Hellsyeah. I think I can spot a woman in season, or potentially in play, as good as any. The thing is... I'm trying not to lead in too much as alpha-stereotype. That is what I am avoiding. And these... far too young, not quite right, as wives, I can see this. Playing? Liking, but they don't even know quite what they like yet. Reacting. Something. But it's darned fun to play. Or maybe I am being to cautious? Dunno, yet.
In town, a bit of shopping, an attempt to get a haircut though that has been put off until Friday, a bite to eat, and home. I had been talking to my friend about fish tacos today. It turns out that is what was for dinner. What I had in town just wasn't enough and enough time had passed, plus I wanted to offer them some money. I didn't want them to have to bring it since I was arriving at an odd time, so I stopped by. I ended up being invited in to eat. A little company is always good.
I am ready to work. It just isn't happening. It is times like these when a woman, either offering her hand or well protected foot, might help. Better, a bit of hand, foot, and tongue, on the good and bad side. If a woman learns the reins, she can help guide me to more work I do believe. I've had this kind of woman before, and I did like that. Buy and prep, nag and tap the foot, and even from time to time demand that the work goes forth. All good things, for man's work. I helped her get the stuff done that I needed done to get to my part of it. It worked well for several years. If she could have had children I would have married her. She would have gotten me through college, I think. I've known some damned fine women. Better women than I am a man, they just didn't... catch me. Probably good, I still had some things to work out.
Oh, in my music searches I found a couple of songs D.C. might prefer. Oh, I enjoy these just as much as the other. By the way, D.C.... learn double speak. This woman's songs (if you can handle them) will... give you a few cues. She obviously knows it. While not my absolute favorites of her works, the... joy of it is worth the listen. To me anyway. She'll even let you kill her. *tantrum anyone?* De-licious!
Isn't love the funniest thing ever? No, come on, back off your hurt feelings, think about it. Man chases woman, woman catches man, both are miserably, sometimes deliriously miserably, happy whether it works out or not. Or, something like that.
Well, on to... something else, I s'pose. Later or good night or something.
Your friend just doesn't recognize IOI's.
ReplyDeleteThere are some who say to flirt with everyone, relentlessly. Girls, old ladies, everyone in between. So that when you encounter one that you want, it is not a big deal to pursue. It is just who you are and what you do.
Re those songs--you might actually enjoy being in a relationship with a Borderliner...
ReplyDeleteOh I "get it". There is just no way I have the strength to deal with one such as that from scratch. And the gamma shackles are still fresh enough in my mind that I wouldn't try again if I were a free agent.
ReplyDeleteI "get it" because I'm seeing it IRL, and it is disturbing to the gamma, but it is what is and is red pill and must be embraced.
hmmmn...is this all male talk this time? Dunno...but from an ole lady's perspective, I might offer a thought:
ReplyDeleteFergit flirting wif' ever'thang that comes in the door. Be charming instead--that is, smile,talk, laugh, listen to all (yep, menfolk too) . It will be a shock to the girls--it'll intrigue the right sort. One will make it her bidness to "understand" you--if you like, then ya' flirt.
Jes' a thought>
D.C.,
ReplyDeleteI can't say I flirt with ever woman. I do enjoy... relating to them on whatever front they present, or sometimes... chasing a bit. Usually I have a very pleasant rapport with ladies. It can get to the flirtatious, but usually that is sort of rare, which is why I am baffled of late.
As for the songs, I think you make a large mistake. That isn't what I am looking for, or like. To some degree it is an aspect of every woman I have ever known, mom, sisters, cousins, girl friends. The one with "I'll let you kill me." in it? I had one, usually normal stable girlfriend who went about that far... because I forgot to buy milk on the way home. I just find great humor in it all. While some women take it... way too seriously? I could see this woman sing at some wymen's fest and have girls and women waving candles from side to side, crying. *grins*
Aunty,
Ah, just a temporary topic. I've been being hit by flirtation like I was a superstar or something lately. But finding a wife, meeting women, and just... Well, it's been on my mind of late. There is always room for a female perspective. We men folk... Well? May the Lord bless and forgive us, we certainly try. Charts, plots, schemes, ideas, notions, feelings. But for all the try it just comes down to... do or talk about it? If sometimes talk is all we can do. Generals can't fight a war everyday, men can't go find a wife all the time.
It always depends on who is there and what is happening. Oh, and if a man is with his wife, I will give her some attention, but usually I focus on the Mr. Something about old fashioned notions. I try all sorts of things, but mostly just am who I am when I am what I am. I will keep your advice in hand, it is easy to... forget oneself in the middle of the doings?
As for the most recent incident? I had three young women vying for my attentions and about went cross-eyed, that's all. Not, not infatuation... surprise. Too young, probably not quite my type, but flattered to have so much woman power lining up against just one middle-aged man.
An "old woman"? Somehow I doubt that. Age may creep up on you (or me for that matter) from time to time but I don't think you let it define you. Every woman I have known, whether she knows it or not, is a combination of who she was, who she is, and who she will be. It's a beautiful thing until she turns into pouting daughter or angry mother, though... I always have a secret joy in my heart when I see that, too. I think life can be too funny to pass up on the little laughs. I just don't always share it with the woman in question (at least, not right at that point). :p