So I think I've learned a valuable lesson tonight. Don't let yourself get manipulated by people who hit on you and probably have no intention of acting on it. Those women out there who like to toy around with us gay people, like we're some dirty little secret. When it comes down to it, we're just a means to an end. "Let me see if I can get a girl to like me." I've been in situations where it has gone so far that I get emotionally involved in the girl and believe that someday I will be with her. I must see this for what it is.
Tonight I sat on a couch in the back thoroughly disinterested in the guys there, while Nancy paraded around in her cute little outfit, flirting with the world. Being around all that testosterone made me feel exceptionally gay. I prefer all-women environments. I really despise men in general, the whole idea of men. Individually guys are alright, but not in packs, and especially not with beer. Men are such sick horny creatures. I'm a sick horny creature as well, but at least I can appreciate women, the whole body and soul and all. So what makes my horny any more dignified than their horny? I think horny got me into this mess of lusting over a mid 50 plus woman anyway...
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