Saturday, April 12, 2008

The "L" Word Is Not "Lesbian."

I've heard several accounts of how relationships should progress, and I don't buy any of them. I've had a couple of years to think about what relationships are and what makes them effective. Yes, effective. Not fruitful, because even I'm not that idealistic.

Some say, "Everyone settles." That's crap. I won't settle. I'll compromise, and don't argue that that's semantics. I know exactly what I want, and I'll get that. If it comes with a few unanticipated extras, so be it.

And it's pretty basic, really. All I want is someone who impresses me and who knows when to tell me to shut up.

Dating as a way of experiencing others to see what you like. Absolutely. BUT. I add one qualifier. I won't date or waste my time on anyone I know I can't marry. Suddenly, it makes sense why a lot of Jewish guys won't date outside their faith. If I can't see myself ending up with you, there is no point in my being there. That is not to say that, if the experience turns out otherwise, it was worth nothing. You add things to the "I can't marry somebody who..." list, and you move on.

Now, about that L word. I hate it, and I hate being pressured to use it. When I'm in love with someone, I feel like I could be with that person forever: have kids, grow old, and forget his name in my age-induced dymensia. Though I've had snippets of this feeling in the past, I can't honestly say that I've ever fully felt it. Besides my friends, I've never looked at someone and thought that I could talk to them every singe day for forever. I get bored of people very quickly, and it makes me wonder whether I'll every truly love someone. Especially since I'll never settle.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Product Review: Intuition Razor

Besides all the negatives involved with shaving in general, the only problem with this razor is getting that infuriating Jewel song stuck in your head each time you shave.

Hmm.

On Monday, I drove for four hours in silence. My thoughts were enough to fill up that time, and then some. I am not sure if this is good or bad, but I am sure that I didn't want the radio or my phone interrupting me.