My heart with music plays...

I touched on this before in my first post on this blog. I touch on this somewhat consistently every day I live. It is a simple concept, I promise. I'm not sure if I'm going to soften any blows or pull any punches in this post. What I do know is that I'm going to start with a mostly unfiltered comment I sent to one of my male friends just earlier today.

"Why do practically un-datable women go on and on about how unhappy they are about being single but then go and bitch about the men who do show interest in them, ripping their traits into tiny little angry shreds or just pretend that those guys are below them. IF YOU WANT A DATE SO FUCKING BADLY STOP BEING AN EVIL PICKY BITCH!!! >.>... Negativity and desperation will bring similar back to itself, You deserve that smarmy dirty bastard that's trying to get in your pants, because your vagina is the best part you have attached, and that's only because it can't talk! "

Now I'm not suggesting that people lower their standards just to get attention from the opposite sex, and I'm only specifically mentioning women because, in my opinion, it is much more difficult to be a man in the dating world with the current social climates. Some women still expect for men to open doors and pull out seats for them, while holding a job, paying for everything, and treating them like equals. The trouble with this particular standard is that it contradicts itself. If you are trying to be thought of as an equal, then don't demand they do things you aren't doing/willing to do for them as well. Okay so that was off subject.
Back to my rant: 

IF YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT BEING SINGLE ALL OF THE TIME, *DO NOT* COMPLAIN ABOUT THE MEN WHO ACTUALLY PAY ATTENTION TO YOU!

I am sick and tired of ungrateful, negative women who won't decide if they're desperate for companionship, or just looking for sympathy about any status they happen to be. So you had a bad date, I've had a few myself. One even ended in me having such a bad headache that I wasn't sure I could drive home afterward, but he was so busy pouting that I wouldn't have sex with him that *his roommate* was the one who helped me find water to take the Tylenol that she provided and talked to me until the migraine (that I have maybe once a year) quieted down enough so I could drive home. He just pouted the whole time. I didn't make a passive aggressive status message to slam him, I wrote a private message to explain, in no uncertain terms, why I wasn't willing to go on another date with him. I complained to a few friends after the message was posted and that was that.
I may not be the best person to talk about being single. I haven't been single for more than a few weeks in *years*, but that doesn't change the fact that some men will muster up the courage to approach me and at least ask what my status is, or be friendly in case they might have a chance. Sometimes this behavior can come across as slimy. Other times it can be downright uncomfortable, but *I don't complain about the attention* on public forums that I had been complaining about a total lack of attention the day before.

Face it girls. It isn't that there aren't nice men out there; It's that you are too blind to find and appreciate them for who they are.