I'm hooked on you...

Salut,

   that's it... You got me... I'm hooked... Now I can't wait to take the bus... I had to resist the temptation to write you a few lines before getting to bed last night... Well... Actually... I was already in bed, as I often do, with my secret mistress... My MacBook... Yeah, I know, it is a blasphemy to my Windows religion roots... But hey, I follow Sun Tzu's advice: "So it is said that if you know your enemies and know yourself, you will fight without danger in battles."... 

   Ho wow... I think I'm in love... I just saw her get in the bus... Wow... Nice long black pointy leather boots with high heals... An interesting fluffy-layered black skirt with a pale greenish woolen vest on top, a bright red leather bag, white mittens that opens to let her long nailed fingers control her iPod, a scarf which matches very well the black of her black skirt with the paler colored vest she's wearing (wow, she thought of everything, women are so good at that, most of us men are simply pathetic), long dark hair with a few little blond stripes, glasses (I love the look of a woman that wears glasses, no it's not nerdy, it's sexy, OK?)... and a nose... Wow... A great nose... I told you... I'm in love...

   But... (yeah there is a but, not a butt a but!), she way too young for me (or should I say I'm way too old for her)... Anyway, even if it wasn't the case, I'm not very good with the first contact, I like to think that I'm quite good once that first contact is made (this is why I probably have more virtual friends than real-life friends, or at least I have more contacts with them)... But I intend to get better at this, a colleague suggested the book "The Game" which I recently bought. But I have a few other books that I already started reading... Ho, and I just noticed that the cutie I was telling you about, her iPod headphones... They're pink... Sooooo cuuuute :-)...

   But there is a "woman" (I told what I mean the other day when I used the term "woman") besides cutie, and every good look I try to get, the "women" looks at me with this look, you know? The same one that my fridge was giving me yesterday... Making me feel.... GUILTY!!!

   Should we be feeling guilty for looking at somebody else's body with envy? It shouldn't be insulting, it should actually be flattering, no? If I take a good long hard look at you, it is because I find you attractive, why would you be offended by that? I'm just showing you respect for the beauty that emanates from you... Ho well... Must be a guys-girls thing... Or maybe it's because there has been way too many men that have done it in a disgraceful way in the past. Reminds me of a quote in this book I bought, The Game, it is from another author, Betty Friedan, a feminist: "Men weren't really the enemy - they were fellow victims suffering from an outmoded masculine mystique that made them feel unnecessarily inadequate when there were no bears to kill."

   Haaa.... The predator-prey thing... A female virtual friend of mine uses that term, when she has a prospect in mind. She says she has a prey. And she often asks me: "Who's your prey these days"... I personally don't like the term, but there is a bit of truth in there... Cuz very often, when I step out of the bus (as I will soon do), I follow a cutie, just for the fun of it, until she takes a radically different route from mine... Maybe, just maybe... One day... I'll talk to her...

   So today, guess who will be my prey... Who knows... In my next post... I might be able to tell you her name... Maybe... Just maybe... If Kismet is on my side...

BYE
MAD
P.S.: I actually have a friend called Kismet :-)