It’s Not That Complicated September 16, 2007 / Neil Kramer / 19 Comments I try to understand you and give you what I got To brush my teeth, to buy you shoes, To play with your g-spot. So why must you confuse what was easy when we dated. Man and Woman, all that crap — it’s not that complicated. Life with Sophia, Men and Women Previous post Tashlich Next post Online Pick-Up Artist 19 Comments E September 16, 2007 at 4:26 am Is that an original poem? First comment….?? Reply E September 16, 2007 at 4:28 am Now that I have indeed got first comment I can sound a little more intelligent. Um, nice poem. You know how with the internet, simultaneous experience and time difference and all that, you think you’ve got first dibs but then someone beats you to it… Wait, back to the post — Nice poem. Reply sassy September 16, 2007 at 4:56 am Yea, we women are pretty good at driving poor helpless scmucks bazonkers. But it’s so hard to stand it when we give you all the clues and YOU JUST ACT LIKE WE ARE SPEAKING CHINESE. Oops. Soory Neil. I forgot for a minute there that I wasn’t talking to my husband. Good luck with Sophia. I hope she is saner than I am. (; Reply Bre September 16, 2007 at 5:14 am The best I can say is that we don’t mean to drive men absolutely insane – it jsut seems to come naturally! Reply teahouseblossom September 16, 2007 at 6:53 am Yeah, sorry about that with us women. I’m not sure what the answer is. I told my Fiance last night that we like to be complimented. That’s a good start. Good luck. Reply MammaLoves September 16, 2007 at 8:25 am The rules change on both sides don’t they? *sigh* I know. Reply mckay September 16, 2007 at 8:28 am mmm, i don’t think it’s so much that we like to be complicated – we just can’t help it. God made us this way..tons o hormones w/ emotions we are compelled to discuss. it’s an old book, but Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus does an excellent job of explaining it all. Reply Hilly September 16, 2007 at 8:47 am Amen, my friend….a-freaking-men. Reply churlita September 16, 2007 at 9:48 am I’m right there with you. I know exactly what I want in a relationship and I tell the guy I’m with. So, he can decide if he wants the same thing. The problem with that, is that men don’t seem to know what they want either. The last guy I was with said he wanted me, but he had depression and anxiety issues that he wasn’t going to get help for, so he really couldn’t handle being in a relationship. It would have been nice to know that at the beginning. Reply patois September 16, 2007 at 1:47 pm Not unlike two different species at all, eh? Reply scarlet hip September 16, 2007 at 4:01 pm You know where the G-spot is? Reply Neil September 16, 2007 at 4:06 pm Scarlet — I’m sorry, that was a typo. I meant I helped her use the f-stop on her new camera. Reply Mr. Fabulous September 16, 2007 at 5:15 pm You are a fucking genius. Reply Finn September 16, 2007 at 8:02 pm It really shouldn’t be that hard. Why is it? Reply V-Grrrl September 17, 2007 at 2:16 am Overheard in my circle: “You know what–I don’t NEED a husband. I just need a girlfriend with a penis.” Long pause, then she adds. “I’m not even sure I need the penis…” I think she’s found her own G-spot. Her husband needs to be worried. Very worried. Keep buying shoes…. Reply brettdl September 17, 2007 at 5:00 am Most women I’ve met don’t tell you what they want when it comes to behavior within the relationship. They hint, but they expect you to figure it out since they don’t know either. But when you do figure it out, RUN with it. Until she changes her mind. Then find it again and RUN with that. Reply Dave September 17, 2007 at 12:29 pm Try adding a kid to that mess. It’s a blast. Reply sassy September 17, 2007 at 1:23 pm My question is that if we women are such emotional freakazoids (which we are), why do you keep coming back? It so blinkin’ mysterious ! Reply brettdl September 18, 2007 at 11:24 am Oh, we’re just as messed up, just in different ways. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.