It appears I may have offended a member of the Y chromosomed community with my last blog. "So, that's it? Just checkin' out the goods and then off you go." (Mind you, this comment was not from anyone whose 'goods' I checked out. We are just friends. Just so this is clear.)
But my answer is this: Of course not, my dear. All joking aside and despite the light-hearted nature of my yammering, it's about more than a hook up...it always is no matter what we (I) try to tell ourselves (myself).
It's really about second chances at missed opportunities. It's about the possibility that that same anticipation will ultimately express something that's been there all along but somehow wasn't ready to reveal itself until that very moment. It's about maintaining a belief that movie love really does exist and that though you were distracted by something or someone else, the one you had longed for had a longing for you just the same. And all it took was something, anything, a question, a thought, a whisper, a giggle, in that time you took to pay attention to your curiosity to turn your whole world around and here you are all sweaty and naked, wondering why it took you so long to get here.
(Cue cheesy music)
The end.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
The Naked Truth
In the few days I have left counting down to my trip to Mexico, I've been doing a lot of thinking. Thinking somewhat forced upon me because of whom it is I'm going to see. While in Peru, I met an interesting fellow who happens to have a notable amount of boyfriend qualities. He is chivalrous and very kind, attentive and affectionate (which every girl loves) without being annoying about it (which every girl loves). He's Latin. Everything they say about them is true. How they can be so innately passionate and get away with saying 'make love' without sounding like the cheesiest bowl of Kraft cheese and macaroni, I will never quite comprehend. If a white bread, American guy EVER said he wanted to make love to me, aside from laughing uncontrollably in his face, it would likely be certain death to our budding relationship or even our budding hook up.
Speaking of hook ups, in light of the aforementioned potential for future relationship development, inevitable girlie conversation has taken place regarding satiating the curiosity of the what-could-have-been, before tying on that chastity belt and taking a walk down Commitment Lane. (And just a note, men may think about sex more often than women, but women undoubtedly talk about it more. I know this much is true.)
And so it was decided that yes, one is indeed warranted a visit to their former (or even current) curiosities, even if simply for curiosity's sake...better now than later, better now than never. Let's be honest, who doesn't wonder what it would be like to bag the crush they've been eyeing for so long. And in my opinion, unresolved, unanswered curiosity can be nothing short of agonizing torture. So why have that...
In addition to the unanimous decision by my lady friends to deem the hook up not only acceptable, but frankly downright necessary, it was decided that in order for this uh...coming together to serve its purpose, it must go down, at the very least, three times.
Why three times, one might wonder. Well, unfortunately, the first time is hardly an accurate or fair gauge for either party, really. I mean, let's face it, first time sex can be amazing, or entirely disastrous. The anticipation of this moment can cloud one's vision as well as one's perceptions as well as one's performance. All this sweaty nakedness has the power to provoke one to call out the names of deities into the darkness, or cause one to ponder what in God's name they're doing there. Even Olympians are given a few chances to achieve their best scores and they're already known to be good at what they do. Besides, if it is fantastic, why the hell wouldn't you want to do it again? Am I right?
Therefore, a second round is a definite must. The pressure is off, the nerves have calmed, neither party can say, "I haven't done this in a while". If by chance it was pretty damn good, but you just didn't get to do that one thing...here's your chance. And, surely a slightly more accurate reading can take place at this juncture.
Lastly and most importantly, for one to conduct scientifically sound research, the third time is most necessary for the sake of calculating...an average...of course.
Speaking of hook ups, in light of the aforementioned potential for future relationship development, inevitable girlie conversation has taken place regarding satiating the curiosity of the what-could-have-been, before tying on that chastity belt and taking a walk down Commitment Lane. (And just a note, men may think about sex more often than women, but women undoubtedly talk about it more. I know this much is true.)
And so it was decided that yes, one is indeed warranted a visit to their former (or even current) curiosities, even if simply for curiosity's sake...better now than later, better now than never. Let's be honest, who doesn't wonder what it would be like to bag the crush they've been eyeing for so long. And in my opinion, unresolved, unanswered curiosity can be nothing short of agonizing torture. So why have that...
In addition to the unanimous decision by my lady friends to deem the hook up not only acceptable, but frankly downright necessary, it was decided that in order for this uh...coming together to serve its purpose, it must go down, at the very least, three times.
Why three times, one might wonder. Well, unfortunately, the first time is hardly an accurate or fair gauge for either party, really. I mean, let's face it, first time sex can be amazing, or entirely disastrous. The anticipation of this moment can cloud one's vision as well as one's perceptions as well as one's performance. All this sweaty nakedness has the power to provoke one to call out the names of deities into the darkness, or cause one to ponder what in God's name they're doing there. Even Olympians are given a few chances to achieve their best scores and they're already known to be good at what they do. Besides, if it is fantastic, why the hell wouldn't you want to do it again? Am I right?
Therefore, a second round is a definite must. The pressure is off, the nerves have calmed, neither party can say, "I haven't done this in a while". If by chance it was pretty damn good, but you just didn't get to do that one thing...here's your chance. And, surely a slightly more accurate reading can take place at this juncture.
Lastly and most importantly, for one to conduct scientifically sound research, the third time is most necessary for the sake of calculating...an average...of course.
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