lol shit I was cranky that day!

Without going into too much detail - that is to avoid my own Virgoan propensity to do so - lets suffice to say that every Virgo man I recently became entangled with...was metaophorically "picking out china patterns," as someone posted earlier in this thread. Getting too attatched to me, too quickly and too unrealistically. Seeing something they've been looking for in a partner in me and running with their own romantic overidealism. Along with that, I saw the seeds of emotional entrapment being sewn...it starts with little offhanded remarks that ever so subtly accentuate the "poor me, victim, saint" mentality of the Virgo man that slowly seem to grow from self-criticisms to projected martyrdom mixed with attatchment. Like, if I call later than they expect me to during the course of the day, even if the time of my projected call was not scheduled, there'd be some small embitterment that is used to their gain over my freedom of action. Passive-aggressive.

One of these fellas, the one I got most imvolved with, he got to the point where if I wasn't calling him every day, after maybe two weeks of dating, he would get upset and send text messages about how sad he was that my feelings changed for him or whatever, when any sort of commitment was never broached as a topic of coversation.

Oh wait. Shit--I just remembered something.

There WAS the time after our first date, having had a few Whiskeys and shared a pitcher of beer, we went back to his place where he proceeded to get me to slip him the bone (not my idea, I swear, he spit on his hand, grabbed my cock and !!!)...and in the midst of activities he asked me to say that I loved him, even if it wasn't true...like to heighten the intensity of the sex...

So I did, I've gotten into enough role play...talking out fantasies is fun...but we all know what is real, right?

Fuckin mistake. Some people can't deal with the ramifications of their own machinations, no? Even with his disclaimor in the heat of the moment...I think he just wanted to hear those words so badly, and then glommed onto me emotionally from that moment on.

But I had to take the lead, at every moment...which for him meant indirectly dropping me hints of what he wanted me to say and do. Like, not asking me to get together directly, but sending random text messages, drunk dials and the like HINTING around that...and as a man of ideals I demand that my partner be direct. I can't stand that dance. Ask, and ye shall receive. Hint around something and expect me to do your work for you? Nada. Benji don't play that wimp shit.

Anyhow it all ended recently as he emailed me with a simple letter giving me his address and a short note that I would be really sweet to mail a pair of underwear he had left at my house back to him, as I did not seem receptive to the idea of hanging out again. He never once asked me to do anything or go anywhere with him. (Keep in mind this kid is a trust-fund Californian migrant to Portland who is not working and whose father pays the rent. Spoiled.)

So I went into some detail...there's more about this kid...but thats the jist. Thanks for reading.

Bottom-line: prissy passive-agressive dating makes me want to tear the hair out of my head. That's why I don't date Virgos.