Trix are for...Me

There is a bear trap that I continually step into here among the Loganiteish women.

Its the "Forlorn-Friend-Forever" line that snaps shut on my foot, which is already in my mouth. When it goes down, its like a crown of shame I have to wrest and pry off my dome.

Let me lay it out for you: I like to complain to anyone who will listen (or read...GOTCHA sucker). Recently people are assuming that I am either 1) In a serious, healthy relationship or 2) a homosexual. When I unload my thoughts on the matter, **usually to a "Female Friend" or homosexual male** and ask for their help in finding my soul mate, they get a betrayed and hurt look on their face..."I guess we'll always just be friends? I wish boys would see me as more than just a friend"

There is no sympathy...but it is also fairly difficult to backpedal from that point as well. I am not going to provide a false sense of hope with hollow reassurances--> It just wouldn't be right. Saying, "Sorry, i'm not interested in you" seems a slice too harsh at such a moment, so the silence engulfs and assures the hopeful devotee that they will vary likely never have a chance to cuddle up to this man-sandwich.

I don't get why all these yokels are getting fly chicas left and right. Andrew Erickson pointed out the damaged logic while he saw announcement after announcement of mismatched couples. Her=Gorgeous ... Him=Gargoyle.

I feel that I have a decent view of the world: If I want my wife to enjoy doing "manly" things with me, I will need to find grounds for compromise...thus my wildly eccentric erotic exploits. Yes I wax my legs, and Yes she eats ribs and rolls in the mud with me. We ride motorcycles without helmets...to go shopping and get our nails beautified. I wear jewelry and gaudy accoutrement to call attention to myself, but we both get naked as nightingales and get elemental. The balance between primal and pompous poise...that's me baby!

SOO, reconnecting to my main vein of thought. I apologize that I'm not interested in you, BUT...using the understanding that I do have of economics i'll break it down to its bones: the ratio of my assets to yours doesn't seem to reconcile to a mutually beneficial arrangement.

CURRENTLY: I am young, attractive, fit, intelligent, stable (mentally, financially, and such and so forth) ***all of these subject to change at any time due to unforeseeable forces of nature***

You---->Are not. IF you could provide a means (MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY) to buy me clothes, and tuition, and freedom...I would readily trade you my time and body heat.

Until further notice: you WILL continue to be my 'friend'