A change of heart

I have had some interesting stuff going on in the recent past, flirting left right and centre, but today, I've had a change of heart.

For some reason [I'm probably just depressed and this will go away], I don't wish to engage women in coversations with sexual undertones [and consequences?]. This applies to the gorgeous chic, the MSN chic, the light big-busted chic you guys met on sato night, and her friend, the nice boobed [I'd rather call her the big-assed chic in scarce underwear] chic who 0.5 was obsessing about. [Just for the record, I had a date with her the next day]

Now surely, this cannot be sane, and that is why I seek to spend my days and nights NOT searching out women.