I don't know...just an instinct, but if my instincts were good, we'd be having this conversation in a bigger house. Something about it struck me as manipulative. But maybe I'm a jerk who lets good people out of her life for no reason.

A Nice Guy isn't being nice because he's into treating people decently as a matter of course. He's pretending to be friends in the hope that he'll get laid.

Ah. Although, in my experience, even guys who are being nice just to be nice still hope they're going to laid.

I think the thing that makes the Nice Guy different is how bitter they could get when you don't come through for them.

Although, in my experience, even guys who are being nice just to be nice still hope they're going to laid.

Yeah, but that's not the only reason they're being nice. If they're nice guys, as opposed to "Nice Guys," they'd be nice to women they don't want to bone, too.

If they're nice guys, as opposed to "Nice Guys," they'd be nice to women they don't want to bone, too.

Sometimes I forget that a lot of people just aren't. But yeah, I get it.

smonster, for what it's worth he sounded a little passive-aggressive to me. Not sure if that's equal to manipulative, but there was a vibe.

The whole "you are a catch" though true, does not fit the "I'm willing just to be friend" thing. At the point where you are accepting a relationship, if it happens, won't involve sex you dial back on the sexual compliments. Yeah harmless flirting between friends happens, but not at the transition from dating to just friends. Maybe that is what triggered Erika's instinct - which I would not ignore.

Went to midnight showing of Brave for my Bday last night.

I went to a matinee of Avengers today (Tim didn't want to see it a third time, and I still have Fridays off, so -- movie! still awesome), and there was a family there to see Brave, which I could tell by the little girl in a Merida costume, right down to really cool golden sandals. No bow and arrow, though. I asked the mom why no bow and arrow, and she said, "I would fear for my son's safety!" Heh.

Yeah, now that you say that, maybe so.(And, believe it or not, from my...let's call it "trenchant" delivery, I'm not without sympathy for someone in that sitch...I'm like the mayor of that. So I do feel bad, even if part of me is always kinda "Danger, Will Robinson, Danger," at all times. I should have just said this way, but sometimes I think I am the lost Emanuel sister that they don't know about so I leapt in and was crude first, but here's a straight-up, but more civilized response. Yes, be kind, be polite. Don't throw in that he has stupid hair. But if he wants to sleep with you, he will never(or at least not till way after the fact, that he won't get to. So don't hang in to make him happy.

He sounded nice to me, and not just for OK Cupid. At the very least, one has his words to put back in his face.

I had an interesting exchange with a guy who could have been one of those Nice Guys--he was a geek who was overwhelmed by the feelings that came with puberty, and blamed other people for things not resolving themselves magically. He got bitter, swore himself to a life of nothing but jacking off, but then the girlfriend (maybe wife) of one of his close friends spent five years seducing him, and they're now happily poly--she's married to one, dating the other, and everyone's happy as clams.

He had such a good grip on what could have happened and who he could have been by now if that (nor anything else) hadn't worked out for him romantically and sexually--he spoke of residual bitterness (I think it's been ten years or so), but he didn't express it. He was really self-aware. Made me feel better about people in general, as well as just happy for him.

TCG thinks the interview went well, but they said they were likely to do three rounds of interviews. So, it will likely be a while before we hear anything. He said to say thanks for all the ~ma.

I went to a matinee of Avengers today (Tim didn't want to see it a third time, and I still have Fridays off, so -- movie! still awesome), and there was a family there to see Brave, which I could tell by the little girl in a Merida costume, right down to really cool golden sandals. No bow and arrow, though. I asked the mom why no bow and arrow, and she said, "I would fear for my son's safety!" Heh.

Ha!

I went out for coffee today and got a compliment on my new purse from the woman working at the counter. After all the walking I did yesterday in too hot weather, that was my big accomplishment for the day. That, and making dinner, which will be happening soon. I think I am going to make some kind of pasta with the garlic scapes from the farmers market and the leftover proscuitto from this weeks brunch.