**This is sort of an adult rant today**
A friend ask me today “so when are you going to start dating again?” I never know how to answer such a question. I don’t really look or not look for a boyfriend. I’m of the belief that if you are looking then you are putting to much emphasis on the act and it becomes fatally flawed. I like to look at it as “being available” should a potential boyfriend strike my fancy. Simply put, I’m open to dating I just don’t put an emphasis on it and I don’t feel the need to date just to be in a relationship. On the same token, I also don’t feel the need to cloak my playtime as dating. If I’m out for some nookie well that’s what is nookie. Why lie?
I always find it funny when one of my friends says,
oh I met this great guy and we really clicked but I met him in a __________, I could never have a relationship w/him.
You can fill in the blank. Another notion I don’t understand. If you’re meeting someone in a place you both chose to go, then obviously you have it in common. Does that somehow preclude you from being anything but fuck buddies? You can’t use morality here w/o sounding like a hypocrite. And I think that’s what it really boils down too. It’s ok if I do it but it’s not ok if he does it. Flawed reasoning at it’s best in my opinion.
Well, gee Moby, that’s something to think about, let’s ponder it. But wait! There’s MORE! What I really don’t understand is guys who go to sexclubs or online hookup sites looking specifically for a boyfriend and then they get upset when people contact them for sex. Ex-squeeze me?
As I’ve said before, I try to be the type of person I’d want to date. Does that work for everyone? Of course not. Does it work for me? Most definitely.
I hate when people ask me why I’m single. I have yet to think up a cunning response.
hmmmm…i date all the time…just never expect it to lead to “marriage” so i’m not disappointed…but this is rather cynical, not optimistic…yea, and you’re right: playtime sex is not the pre-marital game (though my last two relationships of 5 years came from such play).
Whenever someone asks you, “Why are you single?” All you need to answer is, “Why not?” You don’t owe anyone any explanations. 🙂
I met my husband at a bathhouse. My friend owned the tubs, and RJP worked for him. I saw him, he said me, and 8 year later we’re still sleeping in the same bed monogomously. Remember: I’ts not who you love, or how you love, only that you love.
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