Teh Gay vs. Teh Sex
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deoridheToday constitutes an experiment. A few days ago I posted about teh gay and teh sex; I realized afterward that it could be teh sex that attracted all of the quick comments, so today I have a long treatise on teh sex in order to test this hypothesis. If you all post a lot, I will erroneously conclude that teh sex causes you all to write on the internet. Since we all know this is true, post soon and post often!
Single Skeptics: "While many do dream of the perfect white dress, lots of women have other things on their mind. With their own wage packets, wide circle of friends and hectic social lives, for women the single life has never been more attractive."
This whole thing taps into a pet peeve or mine, so I'm going to indulge a little. What's wrong with wanting to stay single??? Did I miss the day when girls had to sign the "I want a fairytale wedding with a huge white dress, a twenty carat diamond engagement ring, 2.4 kids, and a good provider" contract? Now I will admit to several wistful dreams of future marriage and love, not to mention future children, but I'm not living my life geared toward picking up the things "necessary" to do so - namely, a husband. If I marry someone, I want it to be because he makes my life better, richer, and more rewarding. I want him to be someone I enjoy spending time with, who I agree with on the most important things and can get into loud arguments with him over the rest, who has a life separate from mine but wants to share in what I have and let me share what he has. This is, perhaps, a little demanding and I'm always aware of the fact that there's a high likelihood I won't get it, however I refuse to date men so I can look for a fictional "one" who will make my dreams come true. Prince Charming lost my address, and I didn't feel like sleeping a hundred years to meet him anyway. I prefer comfortable three inch boot heels to glass slippers any day. I'm not into wearing nothing but fur and working in a kitchen in the hopes that some day the king of the castle will throw a ball where I can miraculously be more beautiful than any other woman here. I'm not holding my breath, thank you.
Somehow, though, there is a contingent of society that seems to think this is somehow horrifically abnormal. After all, I'm female. My job is to find a man and browbeat him past his commitment phobia in order to get hitched. If he yells at me, hates me, or beats me afterward that's okay, 'cause at least I got him! Fuck that. If I have to handcuff my significant other to a post by the officiant in order to have him marry me, then I don't want him. I have been single now for seven years (my anniversary of Lucius and I parting ways is actually coming up), and in terms of relationship "experience" I'm still a neophyte. I've had three. The first was messy, if educational; 'Days of Our Lives' holds nothing on me. The second I won't get into here for various reasons. The third was also very educational, but ultimately limiting for who I wanted to be (not to mention difficult in the short term given what I was coping with - Diana's death). I'm blessed in that I'm still friends with two out of three (Hi Ace and Lucius!) and on decent terms with the last (Hi Trev!), and I want to keep that ratio up, to be honest. I've date, off and on, about four or five people that I was never in official "relationships*" with, and while each was enjoyable in his own way, there were none that I simply 'clicked' with. I am single out of choice; there is stuff I need to figure out about myself and how I deal with other people and I simply can't do that as half of a partnership with any of the people in the offing right now. These are the days I wish I was fully bi; double the possibilities, damnit.
If this makes me 'commitment-phobic,' then so be it. I think it makes me smart.
*read: just you and me for the kissing and the fondling of bits.
--On a similar note, Queen's University in Belfast replicated a 1997 British longitudinal study that correlated number of orgasms with health in men. The population studied is middle aged men; one hopes studies on other populations will be forthcoming (including, oh I don't know, women?). However, men, don't get too excited; unlike women, other studies have found you can have too much sex.
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The Other People, an anti-Chick tract. And since I'm linking to tracts, here are Chick's Tracts. Interestingly, Chick encourages you to print out his tracts and spread them far and wide, but the pagans want to get paid for making the tracts. Eeeeeeeenteresting.
Jet Blue may pimp out their customers to the government, but at least their hold music is nice. Unfortunately, their hold "pithy comments" are annoying. Being on hold is like being held by a significant other my ass.
The government is sending out official letters about how well things are going in Iraq. Unfortunately, they decided to sign them with the names and signatures of actual soldiers, hoping no one would notice that the content is the same. Are they smart enough to be leading us? They're getting pretty damn dumb.
My co-worker came past an attempted to tape me to my desk and the phone while I was trying to transfer someone to the person they called for. I was hard pressed to not laugh aloud over the phone. G.!!! I hate you! If only you didn't make me laugh so much!
This is oddly appropriate.
Jane Eyre from Charlotte Bronte's novel of the same
name.
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Single Skeptics: "While many do dream of the perfect white dress, lots of women have other things on their mind. With their own wage packets, wide circle of friends and hectic social lives, for women the single life has never been more attractive."
This whole thing taps into a pet peeve or mine, so I'm going to indulge a little. What's wrong with wanting to stay single??? Did I miss the day when girls had to sign the "I want a fairytale wedding with a huge white dress, a twenty carat diamond engagement ring, 2.4 kids, and a good provider" contract? Now I will admit to several wistful dreams of future marriage and love, not to mention future children, but I'm not living my life geared toward picking up the things "necessary" to do so - namely, a husband. If I marry someone, I want it to be because he makes my life better, richer, and more rewarding. I want him to be someone I enjoy spending time with, who I agree with on the most important things and can get into loud arguments with him over the rest, who has a life separate from mine but wants to share in what I have and let me share what he has. This is, perhaps, a little demanding and I'm always aware of the fact that there's a high likelihood I won't get it, however I refuse to date men so I can look for a fictional "one" who will make my dreams come true. Prince Charming lost my address, and I didn't feel like sleeping a hundred years to meet him anyway. I prefer comfortable three inch boot heels to glass slippers any day. I'm not into wearing nothing but fur and working in a kitchen in the hopes that some day the king of the castle will throw a ball where I can miraculously be more beautiful than any other woman here. I'm not holding my breath, thank you.
Somehow, though, there is a contingent of society that seems to think this is somehow horrifically abnormal. After all, I'm female. My job is to find a man and browbeat him past his commitment phobia in order to get hitched. If he yells at me, hates me, or beats me afterward that's okay, 'cause at least I got him! Fuck that. If I have to handcuff my significant other to a post by the officiant in order to have him marry me, then I don't want him. I have been single now for seven years (my anniversary of Lucius and I parting ways is actually coming up), and in terms of relationship "experience" I'm still a neophyte. I've had three. The first was messy, if educational; 'Days of Our Lives' holds nothing on me. The second I won't get into here for various reasons. The third was also very educational, but ultimately limiting for who I wanted to be (not to mention difficult in the short term given what I was coping with - Diana's death). I'm blessed in that I'm still friends with two out of three (Hi Ace and Lucius!) and on decent terms with the last (Hi Trev!), and I want to keep that ratio up, to be honest. I've date, off and on, about four or five people that I was never in official "relationships*" with, and while each was enjoyable in his own way, there were none that I simply 'clicked' with. I am single out of choice; there is stuff I need to figure out about myself and how I deal with other people and I simply can't do that as half of a partnership with any of the people in the offing right now. These are the days I wish I was fully bi; double the possibilities, damnit.
If this makes me 'commitment-phobic,' then so be it. I think it makes me smart.
*read: just you and me for the kissing and the fondling of bits.
--On a similar note, Queen's University in Belfast replicated a 1997 British longitudinal study that correlated number of orgasms with health in men. The population studied is middle aged men; one hopes studies on other populations will be forthcoming (including, oh I don't know, women?). However, men, don't get too excited; unlike women, other studies have found you can have too much sex.
This is oddly appropriate.
Jane Eyre from Charlotte Bronte's novel of the same
name.
Which Heroine of Victorian Fiction Are You?
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GRE Links:
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Re: Welcome!
Date: 2003-10-15 07:20 pm (UTC)BTW, your excellent rants (this one, and your feminist post a few entries back) made me think of this post (http://www.livejournal.com/users/fabulist/181138.html), which you might enjoy taking a peek at.
Re: Welcome!
Date: 2003-10-15 08:07 pm (UTC)