The Limited Window

If you read this blog a lot you’ll know that one of my biggest flaws is my attitude to women and relationships (or rather my spectacular failings with them) I’ve been trying to figure out where I’m going wrong and, thanks to a job that involves a lot of sitting down and not much else, I think I’m finally starting to understand where I’m going wrong with all that stuff.

I have a limited window.

The Limited Window is something that comes into play with any potential romantic partners. Lately, this particular vetting process has become stranger and stricter and my boredom threshold has decreased meaning that if I don’t hit it off with someone RIGHT away (NOTE: Appearances aren’t that important, music taste etc is) then I’ll make good my escape pretty sharpish...sometimes through bathroom windows...

There is no point, in my fuddled, messed up mind at least, wasting too long with someone if the feeling isn’t just so. I don’t want to meet a ‘safe bet’ and then have them freak out a year or so later.

Life is too damn short to waste on lunatics. I wasted almost 5 years on someone who, well, blah, blah, wah, wah..

..I’m writing this rambling entry because lately I’ve had random people questioning my happiness because I’m not with someone. It genuinely freaks people out.

HOW CAN IT BE SO? WHY? WHY?

These people are usually in smug, boring relationships and they view all single guys and girls as freaks. These are the folks who, in most cases, have clearly picked someone out of a hat simply because ‘they’ll do’ and they don’t have much else going on.
That’s crazy to me. Romance shouldn’t be about settling for the first person that comes along and agrees with you, should it?

I don’t have any good relationships (in the real world at least) to look up to. Everyone I know seems to have become boring and one-dimensional with little time for friends, family or anyone they’re not sleeping with. I don’t want that. I want someone who I can take risks with, party with, some sweet somebody who can match me shot-for-shot at the bar and stay up to watch really bad movies, listen to good music and make up stories with me (or listen to my stories).
I want someone who can shake me sometimes and tell me when I'm being a dick or tell me when I've really done a good job...all that stuff.
It doesn’t seem a lot to ask but, until that person comes rolling into my odd ball exsistence, then I’m happy to drift along as a single guy. I have my friends. I’m not alone.

What’s to be unhappy about?

Do you know what I mean? Is it just me who warrants such concern from people? Who simply doesn’t want to settle for less when someone amazing could be out there?

The Limited Window makes it difficult, and nigh-on impossible, for 'settling'. It makes me seem shallow to most and scared to the rest. Maybe they're BOTH right.

But hey, I'm learning...

Examples are thus:

Oh, and playing hard to get with someone you barely know via text message doesn't work. If I don't know you how the hell am I supposed to know what the situation is? To me it just seems rude if people don't respond within a couple of hours. This is WHY we have modern technology, so things can advance quicker. If you dig someone you don't take a million years to respond to their very simple questions. It just seems like you couldn't give a shit and it makes me feel like I'm bothering someone ("Oh, that odd-looking fuck has text me again")

I don't chase people. That's not me. I need a big, bright sign that people like me because I'll never believe it otherwise..

In other news: A SCREETCH SEX TAPE?! The one thing more unappealing than a Christopher Bate one! I wonder if he does the faces and the geeky noises...