I don't get women.
Today I watched the film 'Friends with Money' and that fact became more and more obvious as the film went on. Every action these female characters took baffled me; every fit, every smile, every thing. I just don't get them. Perhaps it is because I am not married, or have ever been in a serious relationship, which seems to be some key to knowing what the hell is wrong with women.
Mind, I don't get men, either, but I am closer to cracking that code than the puzzle that is femininity. They (as in men) seem to have it a bit easier at times in the social department. I'm sure this is not the case all the time, and I'm hardly condemning the average penis card-holders to the grey area of no drama (for they are saving it for their mamas), and I am not confused by all women, by all means, but in general, I find myself more at ease with males. Lucky I'm heterosexual (or a Het), or I would have an even worse time dating.
I think I'm socially inept, really. I have times of utter indifference to socializing, and would rather sit around watching movies, and others I want to go out and wow the world with my wicked self (Cue giggling. See: Below).
You know what? Screw it. I have House to watch.
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