Is The Coyote Really Ugly?

There is absolutely no reason to check your unadulterated decision making behaviors. Naturally when you make the move to pursue any intimate situation you always initially question your motive. What was it that made you delve into permissions to anyone being in your life, your head, heart etc. Women always over think their options when deciding whether or not to allow a particular person into their world. Its not always the easiest choice to give out one's phone number rather the combination to one's internal safe. So for a woman to make the executive decision to let a man into her life she really has to be determined that the choice that she has elected is finite and the resultant blend to be static; fingers crossed. This has always been the traditional methodology; however in modern society women have evolved considerably and the new catechism is to testing the waters first before committing oneself. Brass tax can call it "sleeping around" or a moderate level of "promiscuity" however I prefer the term experiment.

A particular woman and man may look like a suitable couple through a certain pair of rose colored sunglasses however its only natural that most have issues in one annal of the relationship or another. The largest issue that resonates in most conversations overheard throughout the ravages of time and maturity are those of a sexual manner. Women constantly complaining about the condition of the sexual behaviors between men and women. Most women complain incessantly that the men in their lives are not satisfying them in the way that they require hence they feel a void. Typically because women get into the emotional crux of a relationship leaving the impending sexual necessities to chance. Therefore when it comes right down to it; the chances are that the intercourse between the two parties may be vacant or less than satisfactory. Once the cat is out of the bag per se there is very little that can be done to correct the mess that is made. You can try and waste your time to correct the idiosyncratic behaviors alas it is a road that one travels less due to its innate risk of self destruction.

What the modern woman has been tampering with nowadays is a breakthrough new experience which happens to work wonders escalating the satisfaction between men and women which is more pre-sexual than anything. After a few interactions between men and women you can escalate the situation to where a man and a women can be fully intimate without running the risk of committing to any relationship until the sexual experience has been fully worked out. The long and the short of it; women are having sex with men after two to three dates to determine if the sexual chemistry is present and if the interaction becomes satisfactory and climactic. If the situation proves itself to be a success the relationship develops. They continue on their path to joint fulfilling prophecy and she works incessantly to make sure she has locked out her competition. He becomes addicted to the convenience and the whole entire situation seems to work itself out. On the flipside if the situation fails to result in her favor they at least tried and they can each unabashedly run their separate ways.

As I see it from the testers that have provided me background on this experience it helps to filter out what is generally wrong with most men and what is right. Let's face it at this stage in the game bedroom activity is critical to sticky happiness. So the question remains; is the coyote really ugly????? In this case NO! And you can see for yourself.

The Wrinkles In My Forehead

Yes,

I am angry all the time. I find little joy and its typically because the world never takes the physical time or labor to see things through my eyes. The perfectly acceptable scenario presents itself on an almost regular basis and here I am without the gumption to do anything about it avoid the direct questions to facilitate the directional to get exactly what I want. So I sit and over-analyse what I could have done to broach the subject of actually getting out there and doing what I want to do which is spend time with particulars.

So I send an open-ended text just as any smart gal would; make the offer......and I wait..."I know you have 50k invites but if you would like one more perhaps WE can go out....." and I wait.

Now assuming that they will take one look at my message and cringe.......is it possible that they might reply immediately with a "no?" Or will they take one look at it and say to themselves; hm mm perhaps this is a great idea..........or not. The exact text receipt went as such; "I would but I already promised my friend I would go to his cookout and watch the game afterward but I will keep you posted." Groan and grunt at the sight of it.....as it was not at all what I felt would be an option in my favor. Not at all. So basically I am at a loss as most smart gals would be.....how do you respond to a taste of dejection? Its foreign stench wafting in a cloud overhead, not sure just how I can cope with this new found rejection I nod my head in acceptance as this is not what I had in mind but let's be honest I really wanted to spend time with this person more so that anyone else so its a blunder. The whole collusion of the situation raises some validity that is almost immediately to be reviewed. Getting into my brain and how I can reply.

See the whole entire day was a scheme developed to see if this particular group would take the bait of plans. Knowing fair well that this group already had premeditated plans I pressed on in theory that I would be able to manipulate the changes to make everything work in my favor. To no avail. There is a game on; it starts at 8:05pm and the night is shot. Therefore I will go get soaked with Kat. Good ole' Kat my favorite drunk! Merlot and too many cigarettes!!!!!!!!!!!!

See you on the dark side. LaCoolKid signing out.

What You Are Doing Is So Shitty To Me

Questions and questions about the construction and deconstruction of relationships up to and including the deeper understanding of men just makes the whole relationship environment a complete collusion. What a sentence. Its definitely a run-on but nonetheless full of explanation.





"My brain and my bones don't want to take this anymore!" A true frustration explanation spoken by the ever-so-inspirational Kate Nash. Its true. Women near and far are frustrated at the way the modern man behaves. And as a result feel that nothing can explain the way that they feel other than the moniker of the title article. The modern women has many choices nowadays and those choices inflict the ability for us to mortally expose our self to a litany of bad decisions. We are able to pursue a man; and we all know this is the case. Long gone are days of waiting by the telephone for a call of Friday or Saturday night inquisition towards a potential date. We make the call because men know right well that its not necessary to be aggressive. A woman can rush home from a long and exhausting day at work to bake a pie or whip up a gourmet dinner all to be shunned by an impending baseball or basketball match. 10-10:30 at the latest is the most distasteful reaction a woman can receive from a male via text message. How does one reply to such a stab? Initially I would assume a typical woman would seer the initial sting of the typeset however cave at the opportunity no matter what time of night just to avoid the strain of loneliness. All-in-all this would not surprise me; as I too at one weak and lowly point in my life would express. A reformed depression-baby I react in a manner that not only puts a sharp jab in any reader's inbox but most likely prevents future encounter. I reply in the manner that I deem maintains my dignity; let's not then. Its open-ended as the male on the other end breathes a sigh of relief. Most likely the tardy acceptance of an invitation would be acceptable to any woman but not I. And here comes the lesson;





The initial knee-jerk reaction would be for a woman to be accepting as I expressed before. No one wants to be alone at night and I fully comprehend. However, what is the desire to stay up later than you want to, being a stepping-stone to one's convenience is never advised. There is nothing sweet about any male coming to your bedside spelling of stale Smithwick's and overall bar atmosphere. Gag! Any girl at the sheer thought of such a behavior would rather go it alone to sleepy town smelling of lemon musk and tide freshly washed sheets. Take a pass. When he arrives at your door with a dull sweatshirt, despondent trousers and sports socks; there is nothing sweet about it. Its downright repulsive. And on that note I need another glass of Merlot to wash down the vomit that reared its ugly head when I typed that last line.

Gag!!! Gulp!!! Better. Night Night Ladies!