Crossing my own moral line

My friends (and their often firmly held opinions) are very important to me, and therefore when someone expresses a view on something (or someone - ooh err) I am doing I take it on board.  I don't always agree with them, and I don't always share their view, but I do listen, absorb and consider.  And then, if I disagree, I disregard, but in the full knowledge that I have done so in the understanding of there being an alternate view.

I've been thinking a lot about JC. Mostly, to be honest, in terms of "phwoaaaahhhh" but, still.   Now, for various reasons I do not want or need to go into great detail about who or what he is, save that there is, as I have mentioned previously, a "complicated" situation.  This "complicated situation" is such that I can do pretty much what I like guilt free (remembering my golden rule) without fear of crossing my own moral line.  Sort of.  However, I have a slight sense of unease and for someone who really enjoys the moral highground I know I ought to back right off, right now.

 I know, I know, I'm being obtuse and vague, but you'll have to trust me on this.

However, a conversation I have had with a dear friend (again, I'm sure she'll be popping up from time to time so she's now to be known as Morocco) has made me think again.  Yes, yes, he's gorgeous, he's funny, he's bright - yada yada yada.  But he's still, well, COMPLICATED!  Back off - she screams.  Back off!  Oh, it's OK, I assure her, its fine.  It's just, well, complicated...

I know I can do better than that.  I want and deserve more.  Don't I?  Well frankly, right at this minute I don't know that I do want more than that.  I'm quite enjoying being single again - my weekends are my own to do what I like, no one telling me that my lovely new playsuit gives me camel toe (they were harem pants you idiot - how low do you think my labia hang for Chrissake).  Of course, in time, it will be nice to find all the things I want long term, but this is a lovely, selfish little interlude and I'm actually quite enjoying it.

But whilst I am waiting for Mr Perfect to drop by, can't I have a little fun with JC?  Just a little?  It doesn't have to be complicated... 

Because the alternative is internet dating.  Here's how the last date went:

Me:       What do you do for a living?
Him:      I sell stationery (proceeds to explain benefits of recycled over regular, various grammage etc.  this takes a good 5 mins)
Me:       Hmm.  OK. 

Silence whilst I try to think of intelligent stationery related question.  I can't.

Me:        What sort of music do you like?
Him:       Oh you know.
Me:        No, I don't really, what do you listen to?
Him:       This and that.
Me:        Ok.

Silence.

Me:        How old are your kids?
Him:      I don't like to talk about my kids.
Me:       OK.

More silence.

Me:       Do you like living in [town]
Him:      It's OK.
Me:      Oh.

Uncomfortable silence.

Me:       So, are self sealing envelopes still the most popular to buy?
Him:      (5 mins of envelope related drivel)
Me:      "Waiter, can I have the bill please?"

See where I am going with this?  Complicated is good, right?