So I got tired of the whole bar thing and decided to try this online personals thing, because people say it's easier than the bar thing.
Meet the new boss. Same as the old boss.
I made a decision. NotBoyfriends are great. I like having NotBoyfriends for the same reason I like having a cat. They don't hang around all the time wanting something and you don't have to clean up after them all that often and they don't seem to mind if you go away for days. I don't want an IsBoyfriend for the same reason I don't want a dog. Seems cruel to keep something like that in a place without a yard.
But meeting a nice NotBoyfriend is not as easy as it looks.
So I made another decision. I decided not to buy into the myth of The Nice Guy* any longer.
I don't want any more surprises, so I am now actively seeking the most blazing, raving lunatics I can find. Let's put all the dysfunctions right out there on the table and see if we can make a good story to tell later.
I am bored. I want to be entertained. Bring on the psychosis!
* The Nice Guy always claims he is a nice guy in the same way that dumb people talk about how smart they are and boring people talk about how weird they are. The Nice Guy is nice for about 3 minutes and then he surprises you by coming over with 7 or 8 bags of old girlfriend trauma, parental issues and hangups and habits.
Sunday, November 10, 2002
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