Women VS. Men
Her: Today was rather strange, compared to other days. He wouldn't look at me in the eyes, and would sometimes just sit there on the couch, flipping channels. He got up several times to grab a beer, but goes back to his spot afterwards. I couldn't read his mind, and it was bothering the hell out of me.
After what seemed like years, he finally got up and asked me if I wanted to go out for dinner. I agreed with him on the idea, and we went out, in hopes he would cheer up a little. But while we were there eating, he didn't say one word to me. 'Just what is on his mind?' I wondered. I wanted to ask him, but I was afraid to. We pretty much didn't say anything the whole night.
We went home around late at night, and he was tired already. He wasn't tired enough to make love, so we did it. He sighed afterwards, and went to sleep immediately. He must be seeing someone else.
Him: Lakers lost. Got some though.