Here I am, sounding like a broken record again. Last year I feel as if this young woman I go on about made me an offer of an Unavailable Woman Deal. Again, an Unavailable Woman Deal requires that I bend over backwards to accommodate the notion of this person inside of me, and that I try to work things out in such a way that makes both of us happy and all of those around us happy. In exchange for my efforts, she gets to do whatever the hell she wants. Again, I would routinely sign on for such a deal back when I was around this young woman's age. Only when I turned the deal down did I ever see it for what it was. I never signed on for this deal in regards to the young woman I've talked about so extensively this past year-plus or so. I liked her, I just didn't like the idea of signing on for that deal. Sure enough, she did whatever the hell she wanted, but I just refused to fulfill my end of the bargain, and that FACT makes me happy. I have great confidence that, in the unlikely event I ever get to know this person better, she would still just do whatever the hell she wanted no matter what. I'm not going to make any effort whatsoever to get to know her better, because that would, again, probably mean I'm bending over backwards to make things work out, so we're probably done. I NEVER signed on for that deal.
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