Nice Businessman

While I was on my flight from LAX to SFO earlier this week, I chatted with a married guy sitting next to me towards the end of the flight.  He was traveling for work and staying in the Financial District.  He lived in LA with his wife and two kids.  He was really nice, passed my trash to the flight attendant, and got my bags out of the overhead for me.  Even nicer?  I hopped in his cab to SF's Financial District, which really cut down the SFO to home trip (vs BART).

Like I said, I've noticed guys from other places (even LA) are much nicer and chivalrous than guys in SF.

Back To SF

At LAX again, this time waiting for my flight back to SFO.

LA Match.com

Because I'm in LA, I changed my Match.com profile to LA.  In 30 hours 12 guys have emailed me (not counting winks and favorites).  That's a good start, haven't read any of the profiles and emails yet.

I Moved My Trip Up

I moved my trip up.  Just got to LAX and feeling it out.  We'll see how the next five days go.

I'm Lucky

I know I'm lucky.  I have the luxury of just picking up and leaving SF for good.  Not working for months if not years is very doable.  I have many friends who have offered up their couches and/or guestrooms (for an indefinite period of time) so that I can make a quick getaway.  I'm trying to remind myself that in the grand scheme of things, I have it pretty good and have places to fall.

Still?

The Brain is still asking mutual friends about me.  Still?  Jeez.  He thinks I'm mad at him because I never returned a vmail from several months ago.  How about I'm just not interested and I don't care enough about him to return his vmail?  After the many unkind things he's said and done to me, I don't owe him s*ht; he should be happy with silence vs me telling him exactly what I think of him.

He's also been telling friends that he is so busy with work and so great at his job, thinking about buying his fourth condo in SF, buying his sister a new house in Southern California, and getting an Aston Martin.  These are the guys I meet in real life, not online.

Fascinating

I find it quite fascinating when women react so negatively to what I say.  Why?  Because 1) I'm not telling them how to behave or what to believe and 2) they probably don't know the guys I interact with in the real world.  So, why the "passionate" responses?

Well, I read this psychology article a while back about people getting very worked up when things they don't like about themselves appear in others.  For example, let's say you forget stuff all the time and you go crazy on your friend every time he/she forgets something.  It would indicate that you really hate the part of yourself that forgets stuff all the time.

If we flip that to the very angry women who write in...