Lonely, but peopled out

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I don't think it's misogynistic to dislike the gender role-playing games that a certain segment of society gets into... I detest women who manipulate men by playing helpless, I detest men who think having testicles makes them somehow smarter... that being able to change a tire is some sort of god-like talent...

It's all just flat out manipulative brain-dead crap.

But I'm so flat clueless that once a friend met me at the door sans clothes and I just thought she needed to get dressed to go for our planned hike, not that she was coming on to me.

It wasn't until I was headed home that the thought even occurred to me...

There was once a lady who lived in the same shared house as I did, and one night she knocked on my bedroom door wearing nothing but a see-through nightie, telling me she had a headache and wanting to know if I had any pain killers.....then when I let her in she seemed to forget all about her headache and wanted me to play some little games with her (innocent games in their own right, though under the circumstances I wasn't at all sure what was going on ). She already had a boyfriend upstairs so there was no way I was going to take the bait (if that's what it was). So I just took her requests literally and made no sexual moves, and eventually she left me in peace. Later I made the mistake of trying to talk to her about what she'd done - I was just trying to warn her for her own good (and for the sake of her partner) that any woman doing that was likely to give a sexual message. But she just got annoyed with me and insisted that no gentleman would have seen anything sexual about her state of undress or general behaviour. Ergo, I was just a sex maniac who saw sleaze in everything. It seems there's no point in trying to share my observations with the perpetrator.........they'll just go into denial. Is it any wonder I don't trust people too readily? You try to level with them, and they just obfuscate the whole issue. I've lost count of the number of times I've been told that female flesh isn't or shouldn't be sexually exciting for men. [SARCASM] That's why there's no such thing as porn, because men aren't interested in it. Those "lad mags" in the shops don't exist...they're just a symptom of my delusory state of mind, I obviously need a shrink. [/SARCASM]

[SARCASM]Well, obviously you are a sex maniac[/SARCASM]

Ummm, no. If that were the case, you would have jumped that woman in the slinky nightie and proven what a redhot rocket you were. In fact, you'da jumped her if she'd shown up in flight mechanic's coveralls. If you were a real sex maniac, you'd be accosting ewes, does, mares, b*****s... anything that'd stand still long enough.

Two things come to mind if you've been told you're a sex maniac... A) something in your facial expression, as in leering at women (ick, I hate men that leer), or B) they've been watching too much about the Taliban and other male groups prone to blaming women and torturing/mutilating them for men's sexual desires/anxieties.

It's an art to make a woman feel valued without feeling objectified... it's what differentiates a gentleman from the common grunt in rut or maladjusted male looking for mommy.

I've met very, very few straight gentlemen.

I'm like this almost all the time...
I love people, I honestly do, but I can't stand to have to interact with them sometimes. I hate having to come up with things to say, and sometimes I just can't bring myself to do it.
The problem is that I get lonely very easily, and I get bored even more easily. When I'm alone I start to get cabin fever and go crazy, but with people I get so utterly exhausted... I wish I could find a happy medium

Fake that, and you've got it made