Oh, to loathe (or love)

Jun 15, 2006 12:05

When people first start on an emotional escapade (aka dating), they start off like a horse out of the gate, or a bat out of hell, or My senile grandmother through the house when I burst through the basement doors with my devil mask screaming "I've finally come for you Gertrude, prepare for eternity!!!!"

Everything's great, everyone's happy, love is in the air (Fuck Barry White). Then, eventually, things get cold, common and kinda mundane and routine.

Sometimes, it's a good thing, it's comfortable and people end up happy. Sometimes.... well, not so much.

And so, to answer my Mother's (and most of my friends) question, the reason I don't date, or have a girlfriend, is because I really don't like the whole thought of having all of that fun just to get bored and then pissy and then fight and then break up (because saying "I want my fucking jacket back you lying whore" is not my favorite thing to do)

So thus, I don't try. We go to the bar, I just sit idly by, enjoying the cold piss water they bring me.

So that's it, I don't date because I don't want to lose my jacket.

Or something like that.
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