So it's Friday! That makes me happy because my hellish week is finally over. Went to a little office party at Firestone, which was pretty fun. Seeing people from the office in such a different context is always hillarious.
So what's the real meat of tonight's entry? Well It's been awhile since I talked about relationships... right? Even if it hasn't, this is my blog: so I'll talk about whatever I damn well please. So yeah. First of all.... what in the hell is "asking someone out"? I mean I think everyone in the world has their own definition. I always figured it was like "Hey, wanna go get some coffee?" and then you went, and that was a date, and the question was the asking out. Yet I also hear people use it as the "do you want to be my girlfriend?" type question? Is it that to? Dating culture is so rampantly different now then it was in the past. Not that I lived back then, but it would be nice if there were some established do's and don'ts for dating. It would be even nicer if terms were defined. I guess it's really just the engineer in me whining about unclear language, but wouldn't it make your life that much simpler?
That aside, how are things going in the old relationship department? As well as they have been for the past 3 years. It's funny, because I feel like I always bitch about being 'sick of the whole dating thing'... but how could I be sick of it? I mean... how many dates have I really been on? I guess I'm just silly that way. Everyone that doesn't have dates is probably 'sick of the whole dating thing'... but the people that are gettin' it on are probably thrilled with it. Am I avoiding my own topic? Yeah, pretty much. So I don't really know what to think. I like to hang out with her, but I just don't know. To be quite honest, it's like I never said anything at all. Don't take me the wrong way, I am not complaining. She hasn't run away screaming into the night, so I take that as a compliment. In any case, she's turned out to be a good friend, and if that's all it ever turns out to be I'm really, actually, truly okay with that. I could do much worse with friends than her. It's funny how a fair portion of my close friends were former crushes. Will she join the ranks of those elite? Only time will tell.
Another funny thing is the "I don't have time for a relationship" type line that I like to spout. In truth, it's probably true. Yet I can't help but wonder if that's just my own lame excuse for being a lazy ass. I'll be the first to admit that I'm pretty damn lazy, and when it comes with the possiblity of being hurt... do you really think I'll be that much more motivated to pursue? Wowsers, that's sort of sad really.
I think what we all really want is to do absolutely no work at all, and just meet that perfect person and say "hey, you're hot" and have them say "whoa... so are you" and then get married the next day. Does it ever actually work like that? It's a nice dream. I could deal with waking up one day with two kids, a loving wife, a house and a steady job. *shrug*
I guess on further reflection it's not the dating thing that I'm really tired of. I'm just tired of... well, caring. I just want to let go and not care any more. I'll have Zen relationships, where I can sit back and realize I have no control, and only in realizing that I have no control gain a bit of control, but be so Zen that I'll give up that control. Confused yet? I know I am.
In any case, things are going fine. Even though I'm writing a novela about relationships, I do have a very Zen type attitude. I'm not going to rock the boat with any craziness, I'm not going to grab her, look in to her eyes and ask her to be mine. I'll just sit back, relax and see what happens... just like I've done with pretty much everything else in my life.
Sometimes I wonder who even reads this little place on the web. It's funny, because more people probably do than I think... either that or no one does. I guess I could always test everyone that I think reads it by saying something nasty about everyone I know and find out if they slap me or not. That probably wouldn't be a good idea though... so why don't you... just to humor me leave a comment below and let me know you're out there.
So what's the real meat of tonight's entry? Well It's been awhile since I talked about relationships... right? Even if it hasn't, this is my blog: so I'll talk about whatever I damn well please. So yeah. First of all.... what in the hell is "asking someone out"? I mean I think everyone in the world has their own definition. I always figured it was like "Hey, wanna go get some coffee?" and then you went, and that was a date, and the question was the asking out. Yet I also hear people use it as the "do you want to be my girlfriend?" type question? Is it that to? Dating culture is so rampantly different now then it was in the past. Not that I lived back then, but it would be nice if there were some established do's and don'ts for dating. It would be even nicer if terms were defined. I guess it's really just the engineer in me whining about unclear language, but wouldn't it make your life that much simpler?
That aside, how are things going in the old relationship department? As well as they have been for the past 3 years. It's funny, because I feel like I always bitch about being 'sick of the whole dating thing'... but how could I be sick of it? I mean... how many dates have I really been on? I guess I'm just silly that way. Everyone that doesn't have dates is probably 'sick of the whole dating thing'... but the people that are gettin' it on are probably thrilled with it. Am I avoiding my own topic? Yeah, pretty much. So I don't really know what to think. I like to hang out with her, but I just don't know. To be quite honest, it's like I never said anything at all. Don't take me the wrong way, I am not complaining. She hasn't run away screaming into the night, so I take that as a compliment. In any case, she's turned out to be a good friend, and if that's all it ever turns out to be I'm really, actually, truly okay with that. I could do much worse with friends than her. It's funny how a fair portion of my close friends were former crushes. Will she join the ranks of those elite? Only time will tell.
Another funny thing is the "I don't have time for a relationship" type line that I like to spout. In truth, it's probably true. Yet I can't help but wonder if that's just my own lame excuse for being a lazy ass. I'll be the first to admit that I'm pretty damn lazy, and when it comes with the possiblity of being hurt... do you really think I'll be that much more motivated to pursue? Wowsers, that's sort of sad really.
I think what we all really want is to do absolutely no work at all, and just meet that perfect person and say "hey, you're hot" and have them say "whoa... so are you" and then get married the next day. Does it ever actually work like that? It's a nice dream. I could deal with waking up one day with two kids, a loving wife, a house and a steady job. *shrug*
I guess on further reflection it's not the dating thing that I'm really tired of. I'm just tired of... well, caring. I just want to let go and not care any more. I'll have Zen relationships, where I can sit back and realize I have no control, and only in realizing that I have no control gain a bit of control, but be so Zen that I'll give up that control. Confused yet? I know I am.
In any case, things are going fine. Even though I'm writing a novela about relationships, I do have a very Zen type attitude. I'm not going to rock the boat with any craziness, I'm not going to grab her, look in to her eyes and ask her to be mine. I'll just sit back, relax and see what happens... just like I've done with pretty much everything else in my life.
Sometimes I wonder who even reads this little place on the web. It's funny, because more people probably do than I think... either that or no one does. I guess I could always test everyone that I think reads it by saying something nasty about everyone I know and find out if they slap me or not. That probably wouldn't be a good idea though... so why don't you... just to humor me leave a comment below and let me know you're out there.
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