Six Months

question markI suppose you all are wondering how my blind dates went, right?  I know you are because what else could you possibly have to do besides worry about my personal life.  I am kidding of course but I am pretty sure you were still probably wondering just a little bit. It is hard not to become slightly invested in the lives of those who are so willing to overshare.  I know this because you bastards have tricked me into being just as invested in your lives. *Waves fist at computer screen.

Surely I haven’t been blogging because I have been so busy having crazy monkey sex with virtual strangers.  That is after all one of my favorite pass times. (Really it is.  If this comes as a surprise to you, you should go back and read some posts from this time last year.) Surely there is a reason that doesn’t have anything to do with a surprise non-payment of an internet bill and the drama and stress of having guests here for the holidays.

The truth is I have not gone on said blind dates because I am a big chicken shit wuss.  I also haven’t had sex in six fucking months because the idea of having sex just to have sex sounds about as appealing to me as having my pubic area waxed one hair at a time.  I just can’t bring myself to even fain charm or wit.

feministBefore you go getting all misty eyed and proud of me for being all grown up let me assure you that emotional growth has nothing to do with either of these choices. I have not gone said blind dates for several reasons. The primary reason being, I have absolutely no faith in my casual acquaintances and coworkers’ ability to find me a tolerable dinner (let alone sexual) companion.  This is followed closely by my lack of enthusiasm about dating a man “my age.” Age in my estimation is relative and I have no desire to date someone in their late thirties or forties.  I do not have my shit together in many areas and while I am striving to mature emotionally I still feel stunted in many aspects. I am attracted to younger men (not Extreme Cougar status) and I enjoy dating guys who are still peak physical specimens.  The other issue is that in my community I am what the men in these parts would refer to as a liberal, feminist transplant.  This is not appealing to me or perspective dates.

recycleI have had at least two opportunities to have sex with past partners, of both genders and passed both up this month.  Recycling just isn’t something I have any interest in doing and the idea of putting in what could be a considerable amount of work(training) to establish a long term FWB situation isn’t something I can muster the energy to do.  I refer again to the long and arduous process that would be the most painful, interminable Brazilian ever.

I know I am probably still scared given my gross lapse in judgment and colossal display of poor self-respect that was Guy with the Smile but I also need to just get past it and fucking date already.  I need to get my shit together. The longer I go without dating the more cynical and pissy I become when someone actually expresses interest in me.  I don’t like being a giant douche- baggy, snotty girl who can’t get laid because her personality just sucks.  I want to have fun and socialize and I definitely want to be having sex with someone other than myself. Six months seems so long (and yes this is coming from the girl who abstained for thirteen years.)

Something has to change before I become some old shrew, spinster librarian.  Oh yeah! That is already happening.1

1This isn’t even a possibility. This could never and will never happen. I am attempting to be self-deprecating.

Knight in Shining Tin Foil

We singles are dating in a different day in age.  We date in era that is nearly devoid of any sense of how one should behave in the presence of someone they are interested in/dating/in a relationship with.  In general they idea of showing women common courtesy has sort of fell by the way side.  I have learned not to expect someone to open a door for me when I get out of a car or offer me a coat when I am freezing my ass off.   It happens infrequently enough that I often seemed more surprised (and sometimes annoyed) when someone shows a genuine displays the kind of manners my brother was raised to exhibit when we were growing up.

I can site a few examples of what I was raised to believe were the appropriate ways to behave in front of a lady.  (I use that term loosely as my general work in specific areas seems less than ladylike.) When my brother was growing up he was taught to hold a door open for women.  He was taught to let them enter a building first.  Women ordered dinner first and no one ate until everyone was served.  My brother would help (even his sister) step over a wide puddle so she wouldn’t have to walk through it.  He was taught to respect the women in his company.

As I got older and started dating I found that most of the boys my age were not instilled with the same sense of obligation to be a gentleman.  My parents were born in the thirties and didn’t have kids until they were in their forties so my brother and I were raised with a different set of values than those of most our peers.  This was behavior my brother and father both exhibited and I it wasn’t what I experienced dating.

It seemed that many of those practices that had just become part of how my brother and I were raised were absent in the men I dated.  My attempts to teach my son to exhibit that same level of common courtesy were hit and miss.  He will hold a door when it occurs to him.  He’ll give up his coat to a girlfriend but not to his mom.  He is polite and very personable.  He is humble and generous so most of the important stuff managed to stick.

Dating, I found that men stopped practicing most of these acts.  I had a guy friend tell me once that the reason he would only do those things for women he was interested in or dating was because if he went out of his way for just any old girl “she’d get the wrong idea.”  I suppose that happens but if it were common practice to be polite then maybe women wouldn’t be so smitten by some guy who was just being polite.  It seemed like a bullshit excuse to me.

Chivalry is mostly dead.  That may not be the case across the board and most men do practice some acts of chivalry then do something that completely negates any of his good habits.  Here are few examples.

 

knight 3I just don’t expect much from men anymore.  Behavior that used to be common place, behavior that just meant you were polite and courteous isn’t practiced much anymore.  It isn’t just men.  Somewhere along the way how we treat each other changed.  I like the idea of chivalry but to be honest I just stopped expecting it.  I treat people the way I would want to be treated and I expect the same from other people.  But chivalry is a rarity. The truth is I am probably always going to open my own door because if I stand in front of a closed door waiting for it to open the chances are I will probably be standing there longer than I want to.

kinightWe have learned to settle for men who get by displaying only the bare minimum amount of decency. The days of searching our knights in shining armor have passed.  We have learned to accept a dipshit wrapped in tin foil.

I Love You

…but I am not in love with you is quite possibly the worst thing you can say to someone. (Okay, I have {insert std here] is probably worse.)  That response is total bullshit.  I have never said that to anyone because it is a fucking lie.

People say that to someone who has feelings for them in the hopes that the jilted party won’t burst into tears in front of them.  They also say it because in some way (typically they still want to fuck you) you are still useful to them and they want you to continue to be helpful.  Hearing that (and I can only remember having two people ever say it to me and neither was in the same room with me) doesn’t make want to cry.  It makes want to do someone physical bodily harm.  Using any cliché breakup line on someone you know has feelings for you, makes you a wuss.

If someone has feeling for you and you don’t feel the same way then you should be honest and let that person know so they don’t waste any more emotional energy on you.  Not returning someone’s feelings doesn’t make you a bad person but not having the decency to own up to it makes you an asshole. Have enough respect for the people who choose to spend their time with you to be honest.

What is the worst “comforting” break up line someone has used on you?

Things I Can Do Without – Liquid Courage

Things I Can Do Without – Liquid Courage

It bothers me when I know someone I cannot have normal, rational sober conversations with.  I have fallen victim to a drunken confrontation, phone call or text regarding some matter that would be better dealt with sober.  I understand that some people have a difficult time expressing how they feel.  I am typically not one of those people. Being meek about what I feel/think is not something typically associated with me.  “Brutally honest” is a far better description.

When someone can’t have a conversation with me when they are sober I have a difficult time taking them seriously.  I have had men tell me they loved me when they were drunk.  I’ve had men tell me they hated me when they were drunk.  I’ve dated guys who only call me and discuss anything of actual relevance or importance when they are drunk.

Maybe I am just drawn to alcoholics… I guess that would add some validity to the whole idea of women dating men like their fathers.  That will have to be its own post.  It really isn’t just guys.  I know girls who are completely introvert but get a few drinks in them and they behave like they were raised by animals.  I am always amazed by the phenomenon that can transform a mild mannered person into a big fat douche.

If you have anything worth saying or doing, if you feel strongly about it, then say or do it sober because if the only time you have any kind of backbone or personality is when you are drunk then maybe you should just stay home.  When you try to have an important conversation or really want express yourself and you are wasted no sober person is going to take you seriously.  It also makes you seem like you’re chicken shit.

Just Because I Seem Interested Doesn’t Mean I Want You!

The other night I was sent a message via internet dating site.  The guy tried to engage me in entirely the wrong way.  I had a little temper tantrum about it and I was good.  The question was then asked, “How should guys approach you?”  I discussed something very similar exactly a year ago today on my blog.  (Weird, huh?)  Although the circumstances were different the response is still the same.  I decided to reshare Talk Dirty to Me in the hopes that any questions might be answered.

I know I can come off as brash and a little crude sometimes but the quickest way to get me to ignore your horny ass is to assume I would just fuck you regardless of how you behave.  I hope you enjoy.

Internet Dating Rant

I just logged on to my online dating profile and two seconds later I get an IM.  “Hey sexy lady I was just wondering if you would be down for some casual fun with a younger guy?” WTF?  I promptly logged right back off.

I don’t know why I am so annoyed.  He was hot but I guess that means I am really getting to a place where that just isn’t what I want.  I don’t ever want anything that casual.  “Yes strange man! Please come to my house at 2:37 a.m. on a Monday. Or better yet… maybe we can just have awkward cramped sex in your car behind a strip mall.”  I don’t think so.

I mean I have had sex with near strangers but you still have to put in some work.  When did every dating site turn into fucking craigslist?  And let me state for the record I am not in any way opposed to casual fun but have a little tact, huh? Pretend to fucking try.  Douche!

Okay!  I am done… The temper tantrum is over.

 

 

What the F*** Have You Done?

So I have had a rough day.  I am having some serious financial difficulties. (Like I may be homeless come the end of  the month difficulties.) I have not really talked about it to anyone until today.  I got on Facebook and talked the GwtS.

GwtS: i’m sorry you’re having bad day

Me:  It sucks because I really have no one to lean on when you are busy.  At least I know you care when I am having a rough time.

GwtS: i doooo :)

Me: I know you do :)   It means a lot. I really don’t have anyone, ya know?

GwtS: me neither

Me: You can always talk to me. No matter what.

GwtS: i know

Me: Hopefully soon you can take me drinking. :)

GwtS: i’m humping on 2 women 1 in the works you still want to hangout????

Me: Are you trying to be mean?

GwtS: no

That really happened!  He just fucking said that to me like it was no big deal!!!! The only guy I have had real feelings for in years just made me feel like I was just a series orfices.  My night went from a bad night to one of  the worst nights of my life.   It is three in the morning.  I have migraine from crying and he had the audacity to call and ask me to come over and talk to him about what is going on with me because he cares about me after he said that shit.

I am truly heartbroken and it has been so long since I have felt that way about anyone that I literally feel like I am going to die.  I am so hurt.  I feel like someone just ripped my heart out of my body through my throat and did the fucking jig on it until it was just a pile of goo.

What do you do when the one person who always made you feel like everything was going to be alright just made you feel like you never meant shit?  I don’t know how to deal with this.

The Douchebag Rules (But Hey, They Work!)

I read a blog post yesterday that I found a little upsetting.   I strongly suggest you read it before you continue reading this particular post.  You can read it here.  Don’t worry, I’ll wait… 

Okay so let me say that I find these commandments a little unsettling for a couple of reasons. The first being I know for a fact that they hold a lot of validity.  Doing things like this with women actually works, not just on me but with the bulk of the women I know.  I even know women who use similar tactics with men.  Women who employ the principles of the Single Mom Hustle, refusing to relinquish their power to men are guilty of this too.  In most instances those relationships are just a means to an end, that end is not trying to acquire a new baby-daddy but rather some financial stability; it has little to do with an emotional connection. Do I think that it is right to utilize these sorts of tactics? Absolutely not! 

This brings me to my second issue, just because these strategies yield results does not mean you should use them.  The commandments are not an instruction guide for a stable relationship.  They are all about playing a game.  A relationship isn’t a game.  There shouldn’t be a first place.

Third, Saying that you should flirt with other women to make your partner jealous, does not excite her, it is a means of degrading her, showing her an overwhelming lack of respect.  Trying to ingrain into a woman that you have options illustrates that you are not fully invested in your relationship or her.  Yes, women get jealous but this is manipulation, nothing more, nothing less.  If you view women as something you must control then she is a puppet not your girlfriend and this is a relationship that will not satisfy you or her for long.

And the last thing that bothers me about The Commandments and the one I actually believe to be false is VII: Keep Two in the Kitty.  If a man I was in a relationship with ever made it clear to me that he had another woman on the back burner just waiting for him, we would absolutely be finished.  Shit or get off the pot.  If you are truly that afraid that your relationship will end (and it likely will because it is based largely on you trying to control your girlfriend rather than be a partner) that you need to keep a woman in waiting then you are clearly not ready to be involved in an adult emotional relationship.  If you have another woman lined up you should just plan on implementing your chauvinistic tactics on her because I most certainly wouldn’t be fucking you anymore.  And I don’t know many women who would.

Say what you want about the effectiveness of these rules and how I am just one woman and they only work to varying degrees on any one woman but I admit that most of these misogynistic tricks do work.  I admit I am drawn to men who are dominant.  I find it exciting but those things don’t make me fall in love.  I choose when and how I relinquish anything to a man and I don’t do it because I was manipulated into doing so.  I know how the game works.  I give everything up because I see something better in a man, something better than all the stupid little games.  And I find that with time most men realize they don’t have to try to manipulate a relationship.  It becomes a partnership of mutual respect but if that behavior remains then I can and have walked away.

A.A.

I have a huge problem when it comes to men.  I tend to be attracted to men, who by my own definition are douchebags.  They aren’t always douchebags to me but chances are they have had some douchebag-ish problem with some other woman and I was fully aware of it before I started dating them.  This is a problem and I recognize that.

I am drawn to men who are conventionally handsome, work with their hands, are confident and typically think women need men.  I am an intelligent, fairly well educated, independent woman and I have virtually nothing in common with the men I most often find myself attracted to.  I don’t like being viewed as inferior by anyone yet I am attracted to men who just expect you to be dependent on them is some way.

The men I am attracted to are typically very flirtatious, very complimentary, love women and pride themselves on the notches on their bedposts.  They are open about sex, what they like and express an interest in your sexual appetite.  They are almost always amazing in the sack.

What they like about me is that I also love to talk about sex (in case you didn’t already know) and I am very open about what I like and don’t like.  I get shy around men I am attracted to when it comes to real communication and they seem to view this as meekness or lack of intelligence.  I am someone who would easily fall for the myriad of bullshit they are about to serve me or at very least not speak up about it.

The truth is I know when I meet a guy I am attracted to that he is likely a giant ass-hat just because I am attracted to him.  But I do ignore douchebag behavior.  I like men to take control.  I don’t mean order my dinner/give me an allowance/tell me who I can hang out with control.  I like men that handle business. I like men who are forward when it is called for.  I don’t like initiating anything because I am shy when it comes to emotional stuff and I am lazy when it comes to actively pursuing a potential mate. 

I also don’t want to sleep with someone I don’t find physically attractive.  I really do like blue collar types.  I just need to stop putting up with assholes who are hell bent on convincing me that they wholly superior to me when I know they are not but have played the role so long that I have a hard time convincing even myself it isn’t actually true.

I have come to recognize that this is one of the major areas in my life in which I have been floundering.  I have trouble separating emotional and physical intimacy and once the latter has happened the two are permanently intertwined in my mind. 

I am, however, drawn to who I am drawn to.  All attractive, handy, confident men aren’t assholes.  I know there are good ones out there.  I just need to work on my filter and stop trying to convince myself that bad behavior is excusable.  My name is Teri and I am an addict.

Don’t Be a D-bag!

I have dealt with my fair share of douchebags.  Everyone has.  It happens.  Unfortunately I have a very selective d-bag detector.  It is normally not until after I have seen a man’s penis that I realize he is in fact a d-bag.  I have become better at trying to look for red flags before I have a guy’s pants off.   I look for indicators and although I do sometimes let them slide there are some things I have learned I cannot overlook.

If you are a lair, I can’t let that slide.  I used too.  I figured in the grand scheme of things everyone lies.  I lie but with a d-bag it seems to be habitual.  Whether in general: “I really don’t l want to just keep sleeping with women.  I want a relationship.” Or to cover his ass: “I spent the night at her house but nothing is going on.  We are just friends.”  Habitual lying is one of my hugest pet-peeves.  I can’t stand people who lie just to lie. 

If you are a cheater, the deal is off.  In a casual relationship you don’t really have to worry about someone cheating on you.  There is not cheating because it is a pseudo relationship at best and I really don’t get jealous in those situations. What I mean is I have no desire to cheat or aid and abed anyone else in cheating.  I don’t want to sleep with someone who is seeing someone else.  It makes me a cheater too and I have had enough of that to last me five lifetimes.  Douchebags cheat.  If you are in a relationship and fucking anyone else you are a douchebag.

If you flaunt your promiscuity, I am not the girl for you.  I am well aware that when in casual relationship, people sometimes see more than one person.  I don’t want to hear about it or see it.  Don’t flirt with my friends and don’t sleep with someone you know I have had a longstanding issue with.  In other words, don’t fuck people I am acquainted with.  Men I sleep with, sleeping with people I know bugs the shit of me.  It makes something I am trying to convince myself is impersonal, feel very personal.  It also shows, in my opinion, an extraordinary lack of respect.

I guess even in all my experience with pseudo relationships I am preparing myself for a real one.  I am figuring out that I can’t have any kind of relationship without trust.  Casual relationships tend to highlight all the things you don’t want.  But the truth is, pain stays with you long after the people are gone and I am not sure I am ready to find a long term partner.  I want one but I am not looking for one.  If it happens it happens.  So for now I am content to continue figuring out what I don’t want in a relationship.   

I am not saying that what I am doing is wise or appropriate but I am learning.  It wouldn’t even take two hands to count the partners I have had and even in pseudo relationships I tend to stick with one guy.  I don’t want to sleep with a slew of strangers.  I have abstained for very long periods of time.  Right now, I rather have company.  I have just had my fill of douchebags.

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