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flamingswordSo I went out to my old fave club Thursday night. And I danced. Everything short of the Mamushka. I tend to forget in the heat of moments that the muscle energy expenditure is going to suck the next day. I am just now able to rise from a sitting position without groaning and wincing. My friend Scott (who has no lj) went with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hellocobweb, xenoix_13, and I. And fun was had by all. Hoo yeah. *drifts momentarily in glaze-eyed remembrance*
The club was fun for all of its dance-how-I-wanna reasons, but the only cool people there came in my car. Damn. I was hoping to hook back up with some people I've lost touch with, but it'll have to happen some other time. Oh well.
I was reading a book of quotes about sex while waiting for Doug to pick out a book at Half Price yesterday. And one that is sticking with me has some interesting corollaries. I can't remember who said it but it translates as: When boys hit puberty they suddenly think that they like girls. But that's just being horny. Men's attitudes toward women really don't change much between ten and twenty-one. Thinking back on all the relationships that I had with people and friendships with guys, the ones who had always liked girls as people all did better in relationships. And made better friends. But it was a big thing in the eighties and before to teach boys and girls not to like each other and not to have anything in common. To the unmentionable hells with that shit. Should I ever have unexpected time-consuming little blessings, I'm making them gender-ambidextrous. Barbies and monster trucks for *everyone* dammit! 'Cause discrimination is so past tense.
The next part of "thinking you like someone because you want them" provoked thinking has to do with my mother. I have some Daddy issues, and some Mommy issues, and some day I will sort through them. But WTF was my mom thinking when she decided that the irresponsible guy with the cute ass living in his grandma's hand-me-down house and growing pot between the rows of corn was going to make a good father? My mother is a genius. I kid you not. Can math it up with the geekiest. But damn she had some kind of impulse-control problems or something. 'Cause he was not prime real estate. I don't think my mom has gotten over expecting not to like people you're married to. It's in her mental default-settings that normal is defined as uncomfortable, struggling, and dysfunctional. I will be so glad when chipware for the human brain becomes available. I am *so* getting that woman an upgrade. (and one for me, too)
hellocobweb, xenoix_13, and I. And fun was had by all. Hoo yeah. *drifts momentarily in glaze-eyed remembrance*The club was fun for all of its dance-how-I-wanna reasons, but the only cool people there came in my car. Damn. I was hoping to hook back up with some people I've lost touch with, but it'll have to happen some other time. Oh well.
I was reading a book of quotes about sex while waiting for Doug to pick out a book at Half Price yesterday. And one that is sticking with me has some interesting corollaries. I can't remember who said it but it translates as: When boys hit puberty they suddenly think that they like girls. But that's just being horny. Men's attitudes toward women really don't change much between ten and twenty-one. Thinking back on all the relationships that I had with people and friendships with guys, the ones who had always liked girls as people all did better in relationships. And made better friends. But it was a big thing in the eighties and before to teach boys and girls not to like each other and not to have anything in common. To the unmentionable hells with that shit. Should I ever have unexpected time-consuming little blessings, I'm making them gender-ambidextrous. Barbies and monster trucks for *everyone* dammit! 'Cause discrimination is so past tense.
The next part of "thinking you like someone because you want them" provoked thinking has to do with my mother. I have some Daddy issues, and some Mommy issues, and some day I will sort through them. But WTF was my mom thinking when she decided that the irresponsible guy with the cute ass living in his grandma's hand-me-down house and growing pot between the rows of corn was going to make a good father? My mother is a genius. I kid you not. Can math it up with the geekiest. But damn she had some kind of impulse-control problems or something. 'Cause he was not prime real estate. I don't think my mom has gotten over expecting not to like people you're married to. It's in her mental default-settings that normal is defined as uncomfortable, struggling, and dysfunctional. I will be so glad when chipware for the human brain becomes available. I am *so* getting that woman an upgrade. (and one for me, too)
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Date: 2005-03-06 10:00 am (UTC)Osu!
Date: 2005-03-07 06:50 am (UTC)I don't know what it is, but for some reason most people seem to be attracted to others who are exceedingly bad for them. Maybe it has something to do with children being raised in a pro-guilt society that is more interested in meting out punishment than in teaching self-respect and integrity.
Of course, I'm tired, grouchy, and biased, so take that for what it's worth...
Excuse Me, Pardon Me! *shoves everybody out of the way*
Date: 2005-03-07 09:04 pm (UTC)Actually, I'm on vacation this week, so I'll be around a lot. I've read a few of your recent posts, and was impressed by your subtle sarcasm (okay, maybe not ALWAYS subtle...hehe) and obvious intelligence. I can't make the same claim myself, and my posts are usually ramblings of much inconsequence. But I have fun with them, just the same.
So...here's hoping to laughs. Hi! *waves*
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Date: 2005-04-29 06:12 am (UTC)Beyond the unhappy marriage issues you've already mentioned, your mother may also have been dealing with "Hey, you're a nerd!" issues, and so ending-up with someone "cool" could see like quite the accomplishment.
Besides, relationships are more alchemy then chemistry; subject to rules & influences that are logical from their unique perspective & assumptions, and open to transmutations both gross & vital.