  Right,  I said I'd post something controversial,  and I'm going for gold.  What is the one topic constantly on my mind and which I can't seem to hold on to?  Women.  Right.
 So no surprises whatsoever but I feel like I can add a twist to it.  I have recently read a blog of a woman that said she would cease posting about her relationship troubles and men,  I presume because it made her depressed or made her SOUND depressed -  or possibly because she got the impression I thought that was all she thought about.  I'm NOT following her example.  Women are gorgeous creatures and deserved to be thought of.
 Terry Pratchett's Discworld characters believe once something is no longer believed or thought of,  they dissapear.  I'd hate for women to dissapear,  so I'm gonna keep on thinkin' about them.  Problem is that they seem to forget about me fairly quickly.  Anyway.
 Live's a bitch and she's ugly and she smells.  And I don't care too much what other people think of me,  so IF YOU HAVE COMMENTS AND WOULD LIKE TO PLACE THEM RIGHT THERE AT THE BOTTOM THANK YOU HAVE A NICE DAY you're free to post your thoughts.  Lets get started then.  Diving in at the deep end with concrete boots.  *
 What goes through a woman's mind a)  at any given time?  From the counter question " do men really care?  I raise my hand and say " yes please"
 rather nervously.  The implications of actually finding out can be horrendous.  But here's what I think,  in NO particular order.  Shoes;  lip-
gloss;  waxing various painful parts;  shoes;  celery;  fruit salad;  evanescense;
 jewelry;  Brad Pitt;  g- strings and grinning secretly at men noticing no panty- line in tight jeans;  tight jeans;
 Orlando Bloom ( hell knows why)  a little deception from time to time;  hair;  white t- shirts in the rain (
okay okay I should probably take that last one out because its my own personal preference but its my blog)  nails;  clubs;  vodka;  Bailey's;  ABBA;
 men with long hair;  men with short nails;  romance novels;  small cars;  talking;  moaning;
 flowers;  shouting;  chocolates and various other gifts especially shoes.  From that list it is quite clear I can go on for some time to come but I'm not going to because I'll be here all day.  Its also clear that I'm not on the list.  Orlando Bloom?
 Sheesh.  I have a particular experience which could also fit in there somewhere,  but its a perception,  not so much a word or phrase.  I'm laying next to a beautiful woman and she's looking straight back at me,  not saying anything.
 She's looking in my eyes and she has beautiful eyes,  so at first I don't mind.  I'm also fairly good at outstaring other people,  but she doesn't look away.  After a while I look at her lips,  her body,
 grinning,  looking at the window and doing some thinking.  I'm thinking " What the hell does she find so fascinating?  And right there,  that very instant,
 I contradict myself.  I say women don't like me,  but this particular woman,  out of only a few I've knows fairly intimately,  seems to like my immediate company.  Now I've heard of other cases such as this and I'm thinking this is rather common.
 When this came up in a conversation with her,  she said she was dissapointed that I looked away and thought I didn't like her.  But then why would I be laying next to her?  She's sweet,  beautiful,  intelligent.
 and well,  she's female.  So I like her.  I'm not a complicated person,  really.  But if what I have just described is common,
 a mind- game rather than an instant like or dislike,  then its a perception I can generalise,  and for the moment,  until I've been told its not so,  I'll take it as the truth.
 I have a point,  I'll get to that.  Point being,  I got to name a whole lot of things women like,  really easy,  and then I have this problem telling if the female in questions likes me back.
 She asks me if I like her and I'll tell her the truth.  They ask me for a promise and I give it.  And I keep it.  I have never had a single girl keep her promise.  The terms keeps changing.  I can go way back to kindergarden if need be.
 So I end up saying I dunno what women want.  I end up saying I dunno if women know what women want.  I end up saying shit I'm in trouble.  And to close off this post,  I have a good quote from one of my friends that goes.  :
If its been bleeding for 5 days and it ain't dead,  don't fookin' trust it.  Slightly_Potty 
