I've probably given a strange impression with my line of questioning.

It's just that in some previous relationships, the men I was involved with seemed to get very nostalgic when talking about the time one of their former partners scratched them on the face, or the fact that she had a temper that would fry and egg, things like that. Then I saw bert's song and it looked like he fell in love with her because she yelled at him about sitting on her stool and called him a liar. That was really hard for me to understand.

I like being nice. It's something I enjoy. I also like being strong, but I like to do it as diplomatically as possible. I was feeling kind of sad thinking about the possibility that men might only really appreciate women who act badly toward them.

I guess I'd rather be alone than to change myself in that way.

Carol