how much is that divorce in the window?

someone said this on a message board...


:I'm starting to see A LOT of my friends go through divorced right now and they confide to me that they never should have gotten married in the first place, or their partner told them that they always had doubts about getting married to them:

here was my reply:

this statement you made is amazing. i find it so interesting, sociologically speaking, that we're all dying to get into legal agreements (marriage) that have a 50% chance of failing. speaking as someone who has retirement savings to lose (these aren't covered under pre-nups), and who is counting on that as security to protect from a guy leaving me alone with kids (like my dad left my mom), i wonder why i feel like i'm a failure not to be married.
society makes us feel that we are. yet i've turned down an offer, that is still outstanding probably, with an ex. it's not about being married, it's about sharing your life with the right person. if either party has sincere doubts, a 50% failure rate is too costly to consider. we'd never accept that in a business deal, but we do it every day for our hearts, hormones, or fears. whatever the reason is...

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so don't consider me anti-marriage from this post, let's just call it anti-divorce...

when curiosity doesn't kill the cat

something there is that loves a mystery. and not only during halloween, but whenever the lights go out...

the trick in any relationship is to keep your cat curious. kill him with curiosity if you can. create a chase that he can't resist, through dark alleys and around creepy corners. entice him to plot & plan, smacking his lips with the imagined taste of you, so that like my last boyfriend the night i finally kissed him, said - "i've been wanting to do that for a long time."

the problem with cats is that if they don't get killed by their curiosity at night, they lose interest in the bright light of day. corners are no longer creepy and things don't go bump in the dark any more. that's the point at which a smart girl has to create some illusive mystery to compensate.

and herein the problem lies. while i am smart, i tire of being illusive even more quickly than my cat, leaving him ramming his nose into my little a** when i stop running. this doesn't create a particularly pleasant experience for either of us, as he imagined that i was a toy he could chase forever down the dark allies of his imagination. or get killed in the process, immortalizing him forever as a romeo killed in the pursuit of love. nor am i particularly fond of exchanging these sexy dark allies for the bright expose of any relationship that makes it into the light of day.

to add insult to injury, i tend to be particularly successful at running from cats i'm not interested in, while rolling over and playing dead to those i find attractive. while in the world of dogs this might work, it does not generally work with cats.

so i ponder my quandary from atop the window-sill, in the sun (which is perhaps my problem right there, desiring to learn the mysteries of creepy night crawls). and instead of coming to some impressive conclusion, that would impress any feline, or female for that matter, i again fall asleep with my tail curled round my head.

which just goes to show you why i'm single...i like lying around in the sun.

cheapsdate



so here's some thing my next boyfriend will NOT do



- pay for dinners with Entertainment coupons

- smile sexily at some other gorgeous girl right after we get out of bed for the first time

- or ever

- lie about anything to anyone anywhere anytime for any reason

- have sex with anyone else anywhere anytime for any reason

- call all his friends "they"

- get jealous of my career success

"i don't"

i don't think i'm cut out to be married. i'm just not good at telling guys what to do nicely & that's what being married is all about.

before you laugh, notice: i'm right.

that's not the only reason, it's just one of them.

which leads me to the point - maybe i should just give up. how odd that in dating, you get what you want when you give up...

ok, here's to giving up. i'll let you know how it goes...

singlehood: the land of the free & the home of the brave

well, i'm back to being single again for about 1 month. (not counting the time since the july post - you see how long this trip to single-hood took! i got a little lost along the way. need a GPS next time...) anyhow, good for me. got a little of my mojo back, thanks to 3 ex-boyfriends-cum-friends that conveniently show up between break-ups. (if they don't happen to show up on their own, i help them out a little bit.)

i should call them my break-up squad. yes, they're my BUS boys. :) gotta love good exes, like bad pennies, you don't want to pick them up again but they're useful in a pinch.

i've broken up so many times you'd think i'd written the book on it. this time it was particularly hard though - and actually took me a few months to pull off. that little "fling" i thought i'd have just morphed into Break-up III & i have the scars to prove it.

since the breakup 2 guys have invited me to hawaii, another to new york & the third is saying he loves me. the other night i made out with another hot guy & had 2 more lined up.

and as you know - it's the big fish that got away that captures your imagination. the ex factor. or ex facto. or EXF. you know, we should have an EXF channel. (maybe we do.)

ok, well, i'm rambling. truly Break-up III has left me with PSTD. i'll get over it soon. let's see, will it be in NY or Hawaii??? hmmm...

bringing sexy back

well, i'm back. new & different but still the same.

i still suck at relationships!

which doesn't mean i don't have them. it means that i'm either rushing to get into them or rushing to get out!

right now i just did both & the poor guy is probably still fixing his wind-swept hair!

trying to do some deep breathing b/c i'm trying new tactic of, if he's not interested, leave graciously. & let him come & get me.

so i'm back from dating exclusively, which didn't work well, to seeing other guys as well. which i'm doing.

time to bring sexy back...

losin' my religion

i was just rereading some of my past posts & damn, they're good. some of them are interesting and funny, and definitely thoughtful.

now i just feel like a slug and my posts definitely move about that pace as well. well, the good thing is, no one has come along and thrown salt on me.

oh wait, yeah, that would have been my cheater x. that's probably why i'm not only a slug, but a one with salt in her wounds.

that said, i'm definitely a better person than B4 i dated him. which all goes to show you, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

bring on the salt.

so back to the lack of interesting blog. i do have things to blog about. i'm now meeting new, hot guys offline as well, in real life, with 3D personalities and ones that don't fade into nothing after you don't put out after the 3rd date.

but me, i'm different. maybe i'm grown up now. maybe i'm boring. maybe i've got baby-itis. or lack of baby-itis. but whatever it is, i'm just not the same blogger. i've morphed over time into someone new.

so here's to salt in the new year. salt on my wounds, salt with my margaritas, gargling with salt cuz of sore throat. wait, that isn't sexy.

ok, so 2007 is about sexy redefined then.

if being pithy and sarcastic isn't sexy, i guess all there is left is

ME.

here's to sexy me in 2007.

comin' up...roses???

so here i back am in single online dating land.

one of the first to welcome me back was a guy i met up with a year ago. who, turns out, was married. or in his version, separated. you can see my tirade here

i was oddly attracted to him, although he couldn't get me a cup of coffee even it seemed, and so said, ok, well, when you get divorced call me.

so he called me. a year later.

how hot am i? i rock.

my hotness aside, needless to say, after cheater boy, do you think i went out with liar boy?

identity crisis

wow, it's wierd to be single again. it took me months to just feel like i was part of a couple, now that's gone and i'm single again.

apparently i have a weak identity in the first place, something i need to work on. but now here i am back in single land (with all its perks, not that i'm complaining ;) but going wow,

here i am.

seeing single again.

with the one benefit of that -- no more double vision. ;)

World's worst pickup lines

So I'm on match, and here's two winners. One guy, we'll call him Chris cuz his name is Chris, writes to me a couple times, things are cool, and he suggests to meet up Sunday. I write back ok, and he -- removes his profile. So then he writes to me on Monday, and then when I ask him why his profile is down. Here is what he says:

>How was your w/e?>>I hid my profile for a few reasons, and will do that whenever I feel>I'm too busy to make any new contacts. Match is so time consuming that>I just need to take a break from making any new 'aquaintances', and>pursue the ones I have already made...such as you. I'm busy at work>right now, so I'm just pacing myself.... I cancelled my home phone>and don't have email at home right now until I get my cable modem>going, so I don't spend much time on match anyways. That's why I never>saw your response on Fri, and just got it this morning.>>Gotta run, maybe we can catch up tonight.>>Chris>>Second email-------->>PS...I really just didn't want my wife to see it up there.... ha ha ha!

How's that for honesty from a married guy?

Here's the next winner. He's just so positive about me and life that it is SO attractive.

My time on Match is about to end tomorrow after 6 months. So I onlyhave one more day of pain! (smile) I think I am going to take a breakfrom Match for a few months until maybe the New Year unless I getmarried or die or both. Before my current time is up, I thought that Iwould just say what the hell and go ahead and write those in myFavorites. You did not hear me, but I just said what the hell.There is nothing not to like about your profile, and I do not see youbeing around Match very long. There are several things in particularthat I like. If you are interested in communicating, it would be greatto hear from you. I am not sure if you will have access to my photosafter you read this, so email me if you like at ...

Take care, David.

Wow, girls, get in line for these winners.

Some days it's great to be single.

hot boy...

so went out last night to hear a friends' band play, and there was this HOT guy there in suit and tie. mmm...he came over and talked. told me all kinds of stories about traveling (mongolia, eating goats etc.) and cool stuff. he's an engineer, a military brat, and fun. we have a lot in common and it was awesome. he even broke horses in CA. he so clearly wanted to make out, even pulled out the gum and was talking with his arm around me like 3 inches from my face. but not being a trashy bar girl, i figured if he wasn't buying me drinks & asking me out, he wasn't gettin' shit.

anyhow, i'm busy being hit on by him, and he's asking me what i'm doing this weekend, but he's avoiding me q's so i know he's got a girl and doing what my exhole was doing on me for the past few months. anyhow, had a great time dancing with him and generally being hit on until he got my number.

i gave it to him but wrote "don't call me if you've got a girl." his closer was "you should come over to lowell and we can meet up and hear this band play in this club." like right.

anyhow, i'm hot. feels good. even though it takes more a**holes to make me feel this way, at least they're good for something.

this guy's friend had just got married and was grabbing us girls. damn. i could have married that!

sometimes life just keeps getting better and better. right now is one of those moments. :)