Everyday life just isn't romantic

It's tough to be in the mood when all we deal with is being busy keeping our lives together: waking up way too early, getting your kids up, getting them ready, getting everyone to where they need to go, only to do it all at the end of the day. Then the really awful part is going on vacation and it's a rush to enjoy the precious few days. I finally get it.

Being single isn't much different because life tends to get in the way. And anything can ruin a romantic atmosphere.

Where is this thing going?

Why is it that women always want to know our future intentions? The question almost always comes up just when things are seemingly perfect. 

Every little thing she does is…

Annoying and frustrating. My threshold for tolerance has diminished over time. It's getting worse. Everything the women in my life do is not magic. It's a pain in the ass.

Living every second

Age is bearing down on me. I feel it. I have this burning feeling that I have to take bigger chances and bigger risks. I am worried that I am running out of time. 

Acceptable sub-culture #1 (of a series)

The Double life.

Girls that have boyfriends that seek excitement and adventure elsewhere. They will do and try ANYTHING. Things they won't do with their boyfriends. They talk the talk and put on a great show. They are the girls who teach Sunday school, work at daycare, live with their parents and have commitment rings. 

Then they spend the night with me and one of their friends. ;) Yes, exactly what you think. Then they share everything they can't talk about to anyone, but me, because I'm in with them. It makes me wonder how many similar experiences women in my past may have had. Was I the dope of the past?

So far away…

I'm sure I'm not alone. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels "outside" of the norm. Society, as I see it, it not inclusive. It's about sub-sectors and sub-cultures. Everyone seems like they fit in, but I've seen and experienced things that have truly made me feel further outside.

Amazingly, nothing I could tell you would surprise you. You'd likely not even blink. But from my perspective, living it makes it hard to accept people strictly by what they pretend to be.

What we all experience…

This is perfect.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hfl9e53LX_U

Waking up alone

As I lie in bed, yes, I'm writing from my bed, I'm pleased that I don't have to wake up next to someone on a rainy Sunday morning. I love that I can do whatever it is I want without having to consider or compromise with someone else. 

Phone voice

I've concluded that the promulgation of texting has caused the stunting or retardation of development of conversation and even the way people sound on the phone.

Specifically, girls I date are awful on the phone! They sound monotone and completely the opposite of who they are in person.

The Prodigal Son

Unfortunately, I never get to go home and "be saved." I've sometimes wondered what it would be like to be rescued. I have had tastes of it. My friend's have certainly saved me a few times.

But I suppose what I finally understand about that parable is that people who do not go and do foolish things often go unrecognized and unrewarded. Those of us that make mistakes, make foolish choices and squander our fortunes are the ones who are rewarded. Why did I wait so long in my life to be so foolish?

Things I lost

Of all of the things I've lost in my life so far, the things that I realize that I miss the most are:

1. my naiveté: every time my heart was broken, it healed, but the scar tissue has hardened it;

2. my ability to see the good in people: I really am approaching becoming skeptical, not quite a cynic just yet. I still go in believing in the best, but I watch for the signs!

3. I'm no longer a gentleman. Yes, sad to say this. I treat a woman on the first date as any other person (which is still really good anyway).

4. If I don't get laid within max 3 dates, I'm gone: this is just practical.

5. I am extremely selfish: It's all about me now. I really don't even care if the women I date have a good time or not. As long as I look good, it strokes my ego and I get what I want, well, I'm happy.

None of these things were ever me. No one is to blame. I won't make excuses for my reactions and choices. It is what it is.

Accountability is scarce

Nothing is certain when it comes to women. Now, I know this is a general statement, so for those females that actually do what they say, you likely still know what I'm talking about.

The Swiss are known for their precision time pieces. You can set your watch by it! What I've come to accept, after many attempts at refusing to accept the truth, is that most women can never be on time of be counted on. In business, this is not true, but in life, yes.

Point of no return

Life has changed so much for me. I find myself wondering if I can go back. It's like I ate the fruit from the forbidden tree and now I'm much more "knowledgee." I'm glad life threw me a couple curves. I would not have done and experienced what I have.

Happiness is not conditional

We've all seen the eHarmony commercials. You know, the ones where people claim that they are officially happy now that they are no longer alone. When did our individual happiness become conditional upon finding this elusive mate?

When I think of my past relationships I think of the insecurities that being with someone created. Now, I have said that I preferred being in a relationship, but for context, it's better than constantly hunting for a mate.