Can anyone really define what goes on inside the mind a human female other than a female herself? I know I certainly can't. Here is my issue: Having spent to last 2 years or or as a carefree bachelor (ahem...), and taking companionship where I found it so to speak, I recently got back together with my ex-girlfriend. Now this is someone who played a major role in my life as I matured, and we have found a great balance between the old feelings of comfort and the excitement of a new relationship. I would go so far as to say we are far better together now than we ever used to be. However, upon changing my status on Facebook (the new must-have tool of modern communication and sometime law unto itself) a number a strange occurences have come about. I say strange because I have never exactly been Casanova, and so some of these recent events are quite frankly baffling. Firstly, on Saturday night I went out and got drunk. Not particularly unusual for a student, especially at the weekend and extra-specially on a friend's birthday. Now being the gentleman that I am, I end up walking a girl home despite it being much further away than my own bed. Can't let them go alone in the dark and all that. Admittedly this is someone who I had a one night encounter with a while back, but she starts throwing me compliments all over the place, seemingly out of the blue. Once we got back to hers she asked if I just wanted to crash rather than walking all the way home on my own. The drunken, cold state that I was, I didn't think this sounded too bad an idea. What I neglected to realise was that this meant sharing her double bed with her. I couldn't exactly leave at this stage without insulting her (and I don't like to lose friends), so thinking of nothing but my girlfriend I innocently took, and stayed to, one side of the bed. Despite some attempts on her behalf, I am pleased to say I left the house early the next morning with my conscience still in tact. She text me the next day to apologise for being a pain, but a flirty edge still remains. Secondly, back in the misty haze of October, before my ex was on the radar once more, I met a girl at a bar. She really was quite a looker (amazing eyes), and usually someone I might consider out of my league. Fortunately that night my alcohol fuelled confidence was high so I went straight up and asked her for her number. A few fun filled days followed until I found out she lived in south-east London (ironically in the exact bit of London where I was born) and was doing a degree in journalism (ironically enough my chosen career ambition). I was quite gutted to hear this at the time, but she seemed less interested, and despite my best efforts our communications eventually peetered out once she went home. Yet just this evening, I received a message saying sorry if she offended me back then, asking how I was, and saying that she was going to Reading soon and would I like to meet her for a drink at some point. Now as I've already said, I'm not Brad Pitt/generic handsome Hollywood male, so I have been left confused. Am I nice? Sure. Am I at least humanly aesthetic? I hope so. Am I funny and interesting? Ideally I'd like to think so when I try. So it got me thinking - is it merely a coincidence that all this has happened at once, or have they simply upped their interest because they have seen I've got into something new? Don't get me wrong, I have no plans to cheat on my girlfirend whatsoever, I'm not that guy, but the situation intrigues me. Do women, like men, find something more desirable if there is a sign saying hands-off? Or am I simply reading far too much into circumstances? Please note, this is a thread designed to discuss the confusing nature of women to the untrained male mind, not to shout your mouth off. Keep any lewd comments you may have to yourselves. Thoughts? Resolutions? General help and advice?