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hallawayjoe
Andyland

2002-04-17 5:06 PM
Spring only brings love to Supermodels and Rich Jocks!

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Mood:
Melodramatic

So, I have 2 weeks until our slam finale here. But more of more pressing concern is that I need to get a copy of my thesis into Barb by tomorrow. Nothing to stress out over. Just Gotta do it. Also I need to do some lightening quick paper grading this weekend. Shouldn't be too difficult. I am still waiting to hear from UW and from LBSU. I have a feeling both places would be quite cool. Flexibility is one of my assets. Maybe in a larger city- Seattle or Los Angeles, my dating life can resume. I haven't had much opportunity here in little old flag. I guess, I am just not aggressive enough or flirtatious enough to do the old pick up lines... not my style anyhow. I mean there are plenty of women here, but few I can connect to on more than one level.
Most writers that I know are sex gods and goddesses. Not me. I am practically a virgin. Not really, but I guess 7 years without the old in-out, makes me kind of an anomally or a typical 20 something male who doesn't have a outgoing personality.

On the otherhand, I would not want a superficial relationship, so I guess, at least I haven't had any more bad love experiences. My problem is I have had no good love either.
Just one bad love and everything else, kind of a dud. Actually it wasn't bad... just mediocre. It just faded out like an old athlete. Bad love would have to involve the police and counseling and all that fun stuff. I have had nothing so passionate. Something that made other people angry.

Maybe at least some dysfunctional relationships are better than none, still... I am not going to go looking for one with magnifying glass.

Women have romance novels, men have porn. and some of us have both! Ala Anne Rice, Henry Miller, Anais Nin, Penthouse, all that fun stuff.

Plus I live in Vegas, There is plenty of sex there. It is just rather the expensive kind.

Some of us are solitary. Nobody wants. The old maids, the spinsters, the crazy old men. Some of us were not meant to spread our DNA, so Nature made us weird.

But then again, some of us our too demanding for the rest of the sorry ass human race.

We just don't put up with the B.S. the rest of you do.

Loneliness is better than B.S.!

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