Humans really have no idea

Really we don't. I'm not talking about the future, or the environment, or politics, or even or "races" on this blue rock.

I'm talking about other humans. More specifically the opposite sex.

I'll be the first to admit I'm not the replica perfect man. But damn it, I'm a good guy. I'm tall, dark, and well I'm not ugly ;)

I know mentally what a woman wants, I use these skills to talk with women. Nothing more, I save the rest til later. Problem is, what women want, it changes. Nothing in the rest of the universe changes as quickly.

Thing is, the things males want doesn't change as often, but it changes. Generally with age (more of a bell curve sort of thing) and sometimes with what we men try to pass off as maturity.

I know all of us want the complete package. The angel, the genius, the nympho, the peak of physical fitness, etc, etc, etc, etc.

But we all know, deep down (once we've acknowledged it) that the whole package DOES NOT exist. Will never exist. There will be close. There may even be the elusive soul-mate.

But what the hell is it all about? Apparently where I live there is a single man drought. There were rumours of numbers of almost 1:2 (1 single male to 2 single females) - thing is, all the single guys I've spoken to (I know a few) haven't not noticed this. Seems the only people who are complaining about this "drought" are females - females who are looking for that specific male who is generally already taken. Or don't want them.

Yes I am just ranting. But I've almost had a gutful of the chase with not result - to this point not even a nice smile as thank you. What is it that drives people to ingore what we don't want to face or even respond to. Hell at this point a simple "Thanks, but no thanks" would be ok. At least that way I'd know I got a response.

A no is better than nothing right? Just playing the numbers.

Just playing the numbers. How disgusting is that. But I'm starting to see the purposes of treating the opposite sex as a piece of meat - hell it's working for so many other people (of BOTH sexes) so what about me? Or do I have too much "respect" for myself, let alone another person.

Maybe I'm going around this the wrong way - giving out respect before it's duly deserved. Perhaps part of the "treat em mean, keep em kean" perspective is to hold the respect until a later date.


Eh, what's the point. It's not me.

Or perhaps it should be?

First blog of 08

HAPPY NEW YEAR! ... At least is fucking well better be. I'm sick and tired of the years going bad. Well, I'm sick and tired of letting them go bad.

Ok, perv'ing update - actually not a whole lot. I could say I've been lazy, but in all seriousness I've been working. Hard. And maybe a little bit lazy.

Although I did have a very nice NYE party - of which there was a bit of perv'ing. I have found I have a kick-arse hot neighbour across the road, a rather nice neighbour nextdoor to her; and next door a really nice couple (just not perv-able). Nice in a "I'm sure they have a hot single girl to put me with" nice. ... Nice ;)

So, yeah across the road neighbours - into porn, rather open, can swear, drink to nice levels ... and I'm not all together sure, but I'm almost sure the wife was looking at me just a little more than everyone else. Not that I mind, just curious to see what happens next time we are social. Think it could be interesting.

So I have found a lot of neighbours that a very cool! Neighbours I really should have meet when I moved in to this place all those months ago. Ah well, live and learn.

On to the story of what I've been doing the past few days. I did something bad. Rather bad. And I thinking I'm close to regretting it.

Think I wasted money. Money I really didn't need to waste. I did something I was sure I wouldn't do, but had the best intentions in doing it.

A really bad thing.

I subscribed to a single's dating site.

Very bad thing.

This one is a little more ... "open" than a lot of others, but that goes to helping with a slight issue I might have currently.

Nevermind.

This "open" site is good, but I'm pretty sure I wasted my money. I'm never good with first impressions (at least socially) - and writing a profile and putting my pictures up, probably has turned girls away.

Probably.

Ok, I can almost promise you it has. I had more "interaction" on this site before I subscribed.

I have sent out a number of "contacts" and almost as many messages. I know it's a numbers game, but really - one response saying "I'm not interested". Just a bit disappointed.

I don't "mind" getting a negative (truth be told, I do mind it but it's better than wasting all that money).

I think I'll just stick to perv'ing, it's safer and I get better responses. Stick with what you know - Right?

Right? ... fine, be that way. I know getting out there (even online out there) is better than just sitting here bitching and complaining about having no life.

Perhaps if I'm "out-there" enough, I'll have a few more stories to tell and blog about.

On another note, I'm going to start a bit of a timeline. I'm going to set the start date to 1st June 2005. That's about 2.5 years.

2.5 years without any action. At all.

Maybe that's a reason I'm going nuts? Or maybe there's another reason for that. Both effects? Neither causes?

Time to stop rambling and go see if my waste of money has done anything. I'm not holding my breath.

Too hot to do anything but ... blog

In an attempt to get some more order into one's life, I am now blogging on the weekend.

That's just slightly depressing.

Ok, more than depressing.

So let's see if I can remember last night through the veil of bourbon that has slightly muddled my head. And for that matter my stomach, but the bacon and eggs is helping that.

Went to movies - check
Perv'ed before movies - check
Perv'ed after moives - check
Perv'ed on way home after movies - oh hell yeah!

It's a shame that there are so many little men in this world. And I do mean this literally.

Perv-boy and myself aren't short guys. I'm slightly taller (which he grumbles about consistantly) but we are both almost 6'4, so this means most of the population is shorter than us.

I'm not sure which I had more fun doing - perv'ing on the hot young ladies - or smirking at the short boyfriends/partners/etc as they tried to look big and tough next to their girlfriend/partner/etc.

Yes, I can see the ironry here. Here I am single, blah, blah.

To be honest, I am perv'ing for more than the scenery. But it's not enough that I'm actually looking for anything right now.

I'm having too much fun with what I am doing. But honestly I wouldn't say no. Well, actually I have said no and number of times over the past 18 months or so, it appears that I'm a man that will perv on almost anything, but not go out with anything. Seems I have standards.

I'm shocked.


On a seperate note, I'm thinking about a bit of a film/show critic section to my blog. I seen enough films and shows (of the TV and other variety). I suspect it will be rather basic in the beginning, but I have to have something that will extend my writing and my grey matter usage. Especially the grey matter. I feel that I'm starting to slow down.

Or that could just be my generally health right now.

I wish people who have trouble communicating would just shut up.
Tom Lehrer

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totally a test post. Will delete soon.


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3 Amigos at it again

The 3 Amigos are going out tonight. Capt Obvious and Perv Boy (who are both not working at the moment, yet get less done than usual) have convinced me to go to the movies tonight.

With the weather, the time of year - it really didn't take that much convincing.

I'll never understand some of the female (and for that matter male) ideas in western society. I'm going to run close to a politically incorrect line here, but as i'm so subtle it'll be fine.

There is one guarntee in life - the males of the human species will look. Hell i know plenty of women that look too. What gets me is that it's the men that get into trouble - and it's either the uglier ones (who we don't look at) or the ones who dress like the want to be looked at, but detest us when we do it.

There's the line - i have no qualms with an adult doing whatever they choose to/with their own bodies, or to those of consenting adults. I am not on to stand up and say stupid things like "she dressed that way because she wanted to get raped" or whatever mindless drivel is coming out of idiot's mouths these days.

Basically - if you are nice looking and i am around = i will look.

Quite simple really.

So I'll be going to a movie tonight, after I get out of this mind-numbingly boring office. I will be perv'ing as much as possible and I will be enjoying every minute of it.

Funny thing is - this activity isn't going to hurt anyone at all. I wonder why it's frowned upon so much.

Eh, I'm not in the mood for that sort of deep thinking. I have a movie and perv'ing to do.

I have to get loads of perv'ing done just in case my next relationship is once again with someone who doesn't see the simple pleasure in window shopping.

That's enough for today, I'm rambling. I'll leave you with this nice little quote:

Women may be able to fake orgasm but men can fake whole relationships

-James Schubert

Blog, blog, blog

Well, it's been a hell of a long time.

I've been lazy.

Lazy and perv'ing.

Perv'ing lots.

And lots.

Sue me, it's something I do very, very well.

I have a bit of a thought for 2008 before everyone gets "New Years Resolution" crazy (I hate those things!). I want to do some of the following:

Gym more (lots more)
eat better (and when I mean better, I mean more expensive too)
play with LOTS more boobies - I miss breasts, they are super fun toys and attached to some of the best people on the planet.
Play with the ones attached to the boobies - cos I love the rest of a female too!

And finally - blog more.

Sure there's the whole "get better at work", "pay off bills", "earn more money" ... but really, those thoughts are in my head every single day anyway.

Well, boobies are too, but well - you know.

So yeah, have no idea when I'll be able to blog. But this blog was designed for me to write about my escapades, and well I've been rather lazy so far.

BRING ON THE BOOBIES!!

7,603,200 seconds

7,603,200 seconds, that's how long it's been since I've sat myself down in front of this blog and done anything. I'm moderately horrified. Even my last blog got more attention than this one and that one was oh so horrible.

So, let's see many a bit of a description is in order.

Mr Subtle - me. A name that has been inspired by me giving up on any sort of subtility when it comes to the opposite sex. Being nice and a little bit shy got me no where, so these days if someone is worthy of perv'ing or a comment (or 7) then I'm in the mood to say it. Favourite phrase right now? "What's the worst that can happen? She'll slap me??"

Caption Obvious - my housemate. I originally thought of myself as Captian Obvious, but the more we discussed it, the more that "Mr Subtle" sat with me. So Captian Obvious is him, he's old and crabby (generally referred to as Grumbles by others) but is always up for a perv with me.

Perv-boy - new addition to the elite group, Perv-boy is my younger brother. An apt name for an almost 20 yr old who needs more perv practice, but seems to be able to actually get some.


I'm sure there will be more, but I'll add them as they come up but this is a good start.

Right, so it's been 88 days, I am not going to promise I'll be posting every day but I think for my general state of mind and the potential for some very good stories (Shopping with the Gilmore Girls - comes to mind) I think I'll aim for twice a week. Even if it's 2 posts in 1 day :P

Now to see about getting a readership ... well, actually naah - built it and they will come.

;)
Mr Subtle.