Type... and I'm not talking about blood type
So you know, everyone supposedly has a type. My friend Caity's type are douchebags of all shapes and sizes. Preferably Jewish or black or both and never any shorter than 6'3". My ex has a type. Short, curvy brunettes with emotional issues. I'm one of two women so far that has broken his "type." My best guy friend has a type: blonde Steelers fans. Which is hilarious because he actually hates the Steelers, but every girl he's dated since high school has been a Steelers fan.
I always thought I didn't have a type. Physically and mentally, none of the guys I've dated are all that similar. BN (from before S) was tall, skinny, dark-haired with Middle Eastern features. A deep, thoughtful, talkative musician. Sensitive but immature. S is a little taller than me, lean, Italian-looking, but also with sandy hair and grey-green eyes. Quiet, intense, emotionally unavailable, and incredibly intelligent. First an engineering student, then a physics and math major, now in the army. BB is also a little taller than me, muscular with just a little bit of squish to him, dark-haired and blue-eyed. An outgoing, fun, funny, sensitive, but not quite as smart IS major.
Those would be the three guys I've been really interested in in the past three years. They don't look alike. They don't act alike. I can't even say that any of them are conventionally handsome, though I think pretty much anyone would agree that all three of them are good-looking and I can tell you for a fact that none of them are ever hurting for the attention of girls. But what do they have in common that attracted me to all three of them?
So last night, in between writing my paper, I was watching Blue Mountain State. It's a comedy about a college football team on Spike TV. BB introduced me to it, as a matter of fact, and it's definitely not cerebral television. When BB showed me the first episode, I kind of didn't even like it. But Sunday night, I decided I needed to watch something stupid and mindless and that was the only thing I could think of off the top of my head. And they had it on Netflix Instant. I have to say, the show does get better as you go along. It gets good enough, in fact, that I'm considering starting to watch the new season live when it comes on. But I am also in love with the main character. And he's not one of those main characters where I saw him in the first episode and was like "OMG MY IDEAL MAN" and that's what kept me watching the show. He just sort of grew on me to the point where I was like, holy shit, I am ridiculously attracted to this guy, not just in theory (i.e. I love Spencer Reid from CM, but I could never date someone like him), but in like I would actually date him in real life.
His name is Alex Moran. He's the second string quarterback at Blue Mountain State. He's a smart guy but he's kind of a slacker. He expends immense amounts of time and energy making sure he's never the starting quarterback, not because he wouldn't do well (we've seen on several occasions that he could definitely give the first-string quarterbacks a run for their money if he wanted to) but because he's a slacker. He sleeps around, he drinks. But he's not your typical football douchebag. He's intensely loyal to his dorky best friend Sammy, the mascot, even though he could easily have ditched him when he came to college. Even though he sleeps around, he wears a condom, unlike the rest of the football team, as evidenced in one hysterical episode of the team attempting to figure out which of them got a girl pregnant. Alex is the voice of reason in the show. His motto seems to be "do no harm" and while he can do dumb things, he never intends to hurt anyone. He's a lovable manwhore.
And then it clicked. My type. Lovable manwhores. Guys who do douchey things sometimes, but generally unintentionally, unknowingly, and who have enough redeeming qualities that you still end up liking them anyway.
It all makes sense now. S, BN, and BB are all lovable manwhores. They've been around the block. They're not above hooking up with someone just for the sake of sex or whatever, but they would never deliberately do something that they know would hurt someone in any way. And they've been increasingly good as I've gone along at respecting a woman's boundaries and letting her take the wheel. BB was the best at this, I think, but it may just have been that I was finally ready to take the reins and say what I wanted.
In any case, how's that for a type?
"Lovable Manwhores." I am so incredibly fucked up. :P
I always thought I didn't have a type. Physically and mentally, none of the guys I've dated are all that similar. BN (from before S) was tall, skinny, dark-haired with Middle Eastern features. A deep, thoughtful, talkative musician. Sensitive but immature. S is a little taller than me, lean, Italian-looking, but also with sandy hair and grey-green eyes. Quiet, intense, emotionally unavailable, and incredibly intelligent. First an engineering student, then a physics and math major, now in the army. BB is also a little taller than me, muscular with just a little bit of squish to him, dark-haired and blue-eyed. An outgoing, fun, funny, sensitive, but not quite as smart IS major.
Those would be the three guys I've been really interested in in the past three years. They don't look alike. They don't act alike. I can't even say that any of them are conventionally handsome, though I think pretty much anyone would agree that all three of them are good-looking and I can tell you for a fact that none of them are ever hurting for the attention of girls. But what do they have in common that attracted me to all three of them?
So last night, in between writing my paper, I was watching Blue Mountain State. It's a comedy about a college football team on Spike TV. BB introduced me to it, as a matter of fact, and it's definitely not cerebral television. When BB showed me the first episode, I kind of didn't even like it. But Sunday night, I decided I needed to watch something stupid and mindless and that was the only thing I could think of off the top of my head. And they had it on Netflix Instant. I have to say, the show does get better as you go along. It gets good enough, in fact, that I'm considering starting to watch the new season live when it comes on. But I am also in love with the main character. And he's not one of those main characters where I saw him in the first episode and was like "OMG MY IDEAL MAN" and that's what kept me watching the show. He just sort of grew on me to the point where I was like, holy shit, I am ridiculously attracted to this guy, not just in theory (i.e. I love Spencer Reid from CM, but I could never date someone like him), but in like I would actually date him in real life.
His name is Alex Moran. He's the second string quarterback at Blue Mountain State. He's a smart guy but he's kind of a slacker. He expends immense amounts of time and energy making sure he's never the starting quarterback, not because he wouldn't do well (we've seen on several occasions that he could definitely give the first-string quarterbacks a run for their money if he wanted to) but because he's a slacker. He sleeps around, he drinks. But he's not your typical football douchebag. He's intensely loyal to his dorky best friend Sammy, the mascot, even though he could easily have ditched him when he came to college. Even though he sleeps around, he wears a condom, unlike the rest of the football team, as evidenced in one hysterical episode of the team attempting to figure out which of them got a girl pregnant. Alex is the voice of reason in the show. His motto seems to be "do no harm" and while he can do dumb things, he never intends to hurt anyone. He's a lovable manwhore.
And then it clicked. My type. Lovable manwhores. Guys who do douchey things sometimes, but generally unintentionally, unknowingly, and who have enough redeeming qualities that you still end up liking them anyway.
It all makes sense now. S, BN, and BB are all lovable manwhores. They've been around the block. They're not above hooking up with someone just for the sake of sex or whatever, but they would never deliberately do something that they know would hurt someone in any way. And they've been increasingly good as I've gone along at respecting a woman's boundaries and letting her take the wheel. BB was the best at this, I think, but it may just have been that I was finally ready to take the reins and say what I wanted.
In any case, how's that for a type?
"Lovable Manwhores." I am so incredibly fucked up. :P