My most recent dalliance is an artist. He may be one of the hottest men to have ever walked into my life. He is tall dark and handsome. but - like most artists, his first love is his art and he has no time for kisses! I hate to be upstaged, so I'm predicting: the usual -
as depicted in the SERIES finale of Sex & the City.........
I went to a dinner party recently where i was the 7th WHEEL. not 5th wheel, but 7th WHEEL.
When I'm in this particular scenario, the conversation starts good. Then it generally dwindles down to current events, politics....then when there is a lull, the spotlight is turned on me.
"Who are you seeing right now?" "Been on any dates lately?"
Then i tell a salacious/juicy/embarrassing story about a recent tryst. It's kind of like being a Jester in a court room.
Near the end of the story - someone tells me, "I know a guy," "We have a friend ....".
At this point my muscles tense up and i lean forward. "Really, who" - i humor them. At first I do feel a general amount of excitement because i figure, "what the hell, maybe they're HAWT," but then as the description begins i am disappointed. I don't want to hear these words when you describe your single, available friends:
I don't want stable qualities described to me - i want wild, sexy turn-ons promised to me!!! I'm not looking for what the domesticated couple needs, I'm looking for what the 20 something woman needs, people (ie: good sex, dancing, and excitement)!!!
And though it may seem I am complaining, I would never trade my WHEEL status for another seat at the dinner table. I've been there before. I feel most connected to my true self when I am not attached.
When I'm a 7th, 9th, or - GOD FORBID! - 11th wheel, it may look like this from the outside:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qi5uDbwCWh4&feature=related
but on the inside, i feel like this:
I'M HOLDING OUT to maintain my happiness, sanity, and freedom or FOR THE HTSP. whatever comes first.
as depicted in the SERIES finale of Sex & the City.........
I went to a dinner party recently where i was the 7th WHEEL. not 5th wheel, but 7th WHEEL.
When I'm in this particular scenario, the conversation starts good. Then it generally dwindles down to current events, politics....then when there is a lull, the spotlight is turned on me.
"Who are you seeing right now?" "Been on any dates lately?"
Then i tell a salacious/juicy/embarrassing story about a recent tryst. It's kind of like being a Jester in a court room.
Near the end of the story - someone tells me, "I know a guy," "We have a friend ....".
At this point my muscles tense up and i lean forward. "Really, who" - i humor them. At first I do feel a general amount of excitement because i figure, "what the hell, maybe they're HAWT," but then as the description begins i am disappointed. I don't want to hear these words when you describe your single, available friends:
- cute
- shy
- athletic
- smart
- home-body
- cute = anywhere from average to fugly.
- shy = boring
- athletic = narcissistic
- smart = nerdy, overly cerebral, or pretentious - pick one.
- home-body = a shut-in
- Hot (or if you feel confident "Dashing", "Dapper")
- Adventurous
- Creative
- Intelligent
- Incredible body
I don't want stable qualities described to me - i want wild, sexy turn-ons promised to me!!! I'm not looking for what the domesticated couple needs, I'm looking for what the 20 something woman needs, people (ie: good sex, dancing, and excitement)!!!
And though it may seem I am complaining, I would never trade my WHEEL status for another seat at the dinner table. I've been there before. I feel most connected to my true self when I am not attached.
When I'm a 7th, 9th, or - GOD FORBID! - 11th wheel, it may look like this from the outside:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qi5uDbwCWh4&feature=related
but on the inside, i feel like this:
Source: anddowntherabbithole.tumblr.com via Mary on Pinterest
I'M HOLDING OUT to maintain my happiness, sanity, and freedom or FOR THE HTSP. whatever comes first.
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