One thing that's always kind of struck me as odd and amusing is the concept of a SNL. Or more accurately, someone who seeks out the SNL. Just because of my narrow viewpoint, mind you. I find it strange that people go out every weekend looking for a one night stand, or that people will just jump quickly from one person to another to satisfy the chemicals in their brain.
There's nothing wrong with doing it, but to me it just makes less sense. Going out every weekend talking to girls is all right to me, because there is a long-term goal that aligns to my values (specifically starting a family with a woman I fully love and secondarily being with a girl who shares a similar worldview and can satisfy my needs, emotional, physical, etc.). That goal is to become sociable and to become better interacting with chicks, so that I can end up with girls that I truly want and appreciate. But if I didn't have that in mind, would I be going out? No f-in way.
But more to the point. I find it amusing in a human failing-kind-of-way how on tv and movies and in real life to an extent people are just jumping into whatever bed is most convenient to them to get relief from their sexual urges, like a dialysis machine for a bad liver. I don't personally have the feeling like the juice is always on and I must be with a girl. Obviously, I don't need a girl for validation (a la being a man), but I don't NEED to have my sexual urges fulfilled by a girl either. It's nice, but I'm fine without it, for a while.
I don't know if that's disdain for my own urges, an acceptance of the possibility of being alone, maturation, or spending too much time huddled in my house writing resumes, procrastinating and porning.
This kind of gets into some of my sexual hang-ups, which I DEFINITELY have, and will probably get into at some point on this blog, but not now.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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