Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I went
shopping in the afternoon with the girls and I did turn up a
bit late so thought it might be that. The bar was really crowded and loud
so I suggested we go somewhere quieter to talk. He was still very subdued and
distracted
so I suggested we go somewhere nice to eat. All through dinner he just
didn't seem himself; he hardly laughed and didn't seem to be paying
any attention to me or to what I was saying. I just knew that something
was wrong. He dropped me back home and I wondered if he was
going to come in; he hesitated but followed. I asked him again if
there was something the matter but he just half shook his head and
turned the television on. After about 10 minutes of Silence, I said I was
going
upstairs to bed. I put my arms around him and told him that I loved
him deeply. He just gave a sigh and a sad sort of smile. He
didn't follow me up but later he did, and I was surprised when we made
love. He
still seemed distant and a bit cold, and I started to think that he was
going to leave me and that he had found someone else. I cried myself to
sleep.
Dude, I haven't laughed that hard outloud at a slashdot comment in a long time. Thanks!
[though his comment should have been in a blog not a diary, but I'll give you the benefit and assume you meant an Emacs diary entry.]
How dare you perpetuate that image! See why women can't bear to have us?
...not that being reserved, withdrawn, cold, weak, phobic, lanky, pale, or well-versed in the English language would help my chances of getting laid--err, love either.
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Saturday, May 21st 2005
Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I went shopping in the afternoon with the girls and I did turn up a bit late so thought it might be that. The bar was really crowded and loud so I suggested we go somewhere quieter to talk. He was still very subdued and distracted so I suggested we go somewhere nice to eat. All through dinner he just didn't seem himself; he hardly laughed and didn't seem to be paying any attention to me or to what I was saying. I just knew that something was wrong. He dropped me back home and I wondered if he was going to come in; he hesitated but followed. I asked him again if there was something the matter but he just half shook his head and turned the television on. After about 10 minutes of Silence, I said I was going upstairs to bed. I put my arms around him and told him that I loved him deeply. He just gave a sigh and a sad sort of smile. He didn't follow me up but later he did, and I was surprised when we made love. He still seemed distant and a bit cold, and I started to think that he was going to leave me and that he had found someone else. I cried myself to sleep.
MAN'S DIARY:
Saturday, May 21st 2005
Apple switched to Intel.
Absolutely gutted.
Got a shag though.
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How dare you perpetuate that image! See why women can't bear to have us?
...not that being reserved, withdrawn, cold, weak, phobic, lanky, pale, or well-versed in the English language would help my chances of getting laid--err, love either.
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They're obviously not worth the time then, as it takes having intelligence to appreciate it in others.
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http://www.clubrwd.com/forums/index.php?s=424bf80
You can find various other incarnations of it out there.
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Men Understand Women Just Fine!!!
we knew you were lying...
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