Men and women are alien both unto eachother and themselves. I am a woman, but that does not mean I understand what women are all about. I don't even know what I'm all about. Needless to say I am not sure what men are all about. The best I have is a few theories and assumptions, but that is not what this blog post about. I'm not even going to get into what blogs are all about.

The assignment is to transcibe a conversation between a man and a woman. That woman being me. So for the past few days I have been trying to catch myself in a significant conversation with a guy. Here is the best I could come up with:

Situation: February 13th, day before February 14th, Valentines Day. 9:30 pm. Phone conversation. *names changed to protect the individuals involved

Guy: So..... we're not gonna hang out tomarrow right?

Me: Yeah. Well, Hans - (interrupted)

Guy: Oh, that's right. You and Hans are supposed to hang out or something.

Me: Well, yeah, Hans actually ditched me.

Guy: Oh really?

Me: Yeah, Leah and her boyfriend broke up so Hans is gonna hang out with her.

Guy: Huh, well. We won't hang out anyway right? I mean, that's just cliché. It will be Valentines Day.

Me: No. What would be cliché is if we didn't hang out. Because if we don't hang out that would mean Valentines Day is dictating when we hang out. Thus Valentines Day has won.

Guy: Right. So... we could hang out.

Me: Yeah. I have class from 8 - 5 tomarrow. Then I'll be doing homework for a few hours after that. I have two tests on Friday. But I still want to hang out. Soooo...... how 'bout you call me when you are all ready to hang out.

Guy: Yeah. I'll call you after I'm done hanging out with my single friends. I don't want to ditch them. I'll be all sauced up so you can take advantage of me.

Me: Oh yeah, you are such a victim!

Guy: Haha, yeah. So I'll see you tomarrow.

Me: Yup. See you tomarrow.

Guy: Goodnight.

Me: Alright, Bye.

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There it is. The akward conversation with a guy. That's the conversation that I've had in the past week that even remotely relates to the assignment. I am usually very good in conversation with guys.

What of the anamoly about women that naturally communicate well with men and never have misunderstandings and double meanings in their words. And vice versa. Those women that just are "one of the guys." What's that all about? If men are from Mars and women from Venus......what happens if there are women from Mars? Or if there are men are from Venus? Does that happen? It seems today anything is possible.