By this, I don't mean that I'm the creepy "nice guy" who invades your personal space far too often and buys you things to get your attention and stands outside your window late at night watching your bedroom window. Well, except for that one time.
What I do mean by nice guy is this: I try to treat people with respect, courtesy, and all the other boy scout mantras. I don't cheat, steal, or lie very much. I'm not entirely perfect at it, but I do try. I try to help out when I can for my friends.
Gotta say, it's not a big swing with the ladies. To be fair, it's not a big ol' swing with me, either. I'm not exactly attracted to a nice girl right off the bat. It might give her a +1 to hit after I get to know her a while, but that's not a huge bonus when you're rolling the d20 of love.
Look, chicks don't dig the boy scout thing. Sure, they may like it at first, but it gets boring quickly. It's predictable, and easy, and comfortable, and after a while it breeds resentment. You know it's true.
In the long term, women want a guy that's strong and stable and secure in himself. It's in the short-term that it isn't sexy. And the short term is the thing that gets to the long term.
No, I'm not about to start changing myself. I yam what I yam, and if it ain't your cuppa, you can blow. You know how to blow, don't you? You just put your lips together and... something.
I'm not always strong, but I try to be. I'm not always secure in myself, but I'm better than I've been in a long time. And I'm actually pretty damn stable, at least within the constraints of the big-ass bowling balls of fate that get tossed my way, particularly in the last couple of months.
I think that passion is a big draw. And I've been neglecting passion for a while. I've really been neglecting a lot of stuff, and I need to get back on the pony and dance again.
(Oh god, that poor pony.)
The basement has a bunch of stuff in it that I'm in the process of dismantling for parts. I actually have a pretty nice little pile of stuff already, but there's a bunch more to go. And I have found some things that I put on hold quite a while ago that I can get back to now. The screws alone are amazing: I probably have ten pounds of screws of various types that I've salvaged, probably 80% metric. Maybe a dozen stepper motors of varied types, a whole bunch of gears and rods and bearings, switches and solenoids and optical sensors, and bits and pieces of nurnies for set bits.
2008 has not been a banner year, at least the last part of it. I need to make 2009 a better place to be.