Wednesday, August 5, 2009

I am not in love

At all. With anyone. This is extremely weird for me. I am not infatuated with anyone at all. I have no secret crushes. Only a few possibilities. Am I becoming an "old maid"? Would I really care either way? Is it better to go home after working all day and have mediocre sex with a partner, and the responsibility of pleasing them (cooking, cleaning, placating, not farting in front of them, etc.).... or to be single and eat burritos, take my dog for a jog, and sit in bed and eat ice cream before I go to sleep, nonchalantly browsing the pages of magazines? Then I could have friends with benefits for whenever I needed them (but that might be too high-maintenance too). Shit, give me two AAA batteries and I'm set! There's always Thomas...he's low maintenance. That's cuz we sucked the life out of each other for 8 years...beat each other down into the miserable domesticated beings we are now. Or was it our daughter that did that to us? Ah...but what about sparks and the need to connect with someone, and kissing? Maybe I'll just find random people, make out with them for a few hours, then be on my way... That never works, though. Once you kiss them and there's a connection, its all over. That's what stupid Greg did to me. I should have never ever kissed him....ever!!! Greg's stupid. He's stupid because he and I were perfect together and he didn't see it. That never happens. I never find anyone I'm compatible with. I'm not that kind of person....I'm way too weird and quirky. Not only that, but I believe that I should tell the truth 100% of the time. I actually read in Psychology Today this month that not lying is a sign of social ineptness. That makes sense. That't probably why Greg left. I was too truthful, which is alarming and can get boring. I don't care. You know what, fuck it. Fuck Greg. I'm sick of trying to figure out what I did wrong in that situation. I will have to make my own closure. I have my dog, my house, my ice cream, my bed, and my vibrator. Now I shall just wish for someone to leave some AAA batteries on my doorstep, cuz I'm fresh out of them.

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