So I don't really understand what happened to college students, but apparently the concept of holidays no longer exists. I don't know about the rest of the general population, but any legitimate excuse to party and get dressed up seems like the perfect reason to go out and drink. But apparently no one else agrees with me, except my roommates. It's Halloween, so naturally my friends and I got all dressed up, and proceeded to go............nowhere. How did that happen? Did no one feel like it would be any fun to party in a ridiculous outfit? Same goes for game days, no matter what anyone says, no one will throw a party AFTER the game. People are either too wasted or ready to pass out. The best parties are always when it's just the weekend and people are just getting drunk because its the weekend. That makes a little sense, but then when it comes time to really bring out the big guns, never happens. I decided that I just need a big empty house to throw mega parties in whenever no one else is willing.
Basically, I'm a little bitter about looking cute with nowhere to go last night. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Meeting New People
It is interesting that the two best places to meet people in Boulder are 1) the library and 2) Whole Foods. At first I thought to myself “oh yeah sure, that makes sense,” but while I’m sitting here at the library, after being here for a solid two hours, I’m beginning to think “how do I meet people in the library? I haven’t met anyone in the library.” This first problem that comes to mind is that you can’t talk in the library. Maybe I missed the memo about “how to get a date with your eyes” because I don’t really see how you can meet people without introducing yourself. The second problem I thought of was that people that are in the library are typically doing homework, studying for a test, etc. These people are not typically in a good mood. They are in the “I hate school” mood. And, no one looks the way they really want when they are at the library, those clothes are saved for nights out. I imagine being in a social setting, like a party perhaps the best place for meeting people.
As for the grocery store, this also boggles my mind. I suppose you could be ordering the same type of lunch meet at the deli counter, or reaching for the same 2% milk, at least that way you both know you have something in common. You also know that this other person enjoys eating, as do you, that means that your first date could involve eating. But beyond that, I must’ve missed the other memo on “how to get a date while choosing the ripest avocados,” because I also have never met men while shopping at Whole Foods. But I am optimistic about this because I have found in my experience that a good majority of people that work at Whole Foods are in fact quite good looking. So I guess if nothing else grocery shopping is at least an entertaining chore.
As for the grocery store, this also boggles my mind. I suppose you could be ordering the same type of lunch meet at the deli counter, or reaching for the same 2% milk, at least that way you both know you have something in common. You also know that this other person enjoys eating, as do you, that means that your first date could involve eating. But beyond that, I must’ve missed the other memo on “how to get a date while choosing the ripest avocados,” because I also have never met men while shopping at Whole Foods. But I am optimistic about this because I have found in my experience that a good majority of people that work at Whole Foods are in fact quite good looking. So I guess if nothing else grocery shopping is at least an entertaining chore.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
The Rules of Dating
NOTE: This was written several months ago, but found it so interesting that I had to post it.
I’ve recently come to the conclusion that the rules of dating will never change. I reached this conclusion by having a completely random conversation with a man who shared a table with me at Starbucks. Let me preface by saying this man must’ve been in his fifties, maybe late forties. He striked up the conversation by telling me about the dialogue he was replaying in his head. And decided to tell me all about it.
He had a female friend that he would attend social events with, parties, dinners, etc., because they were both single and was appropriate to go to said events with one another. He then goes on to tell me that after a year or so of the friendship, he enlists his other male friend on advice because he has developed romantic feelings for the woman. The friend tells him to tell his female friend exactly how he feels, so he does. He tells his female friend that he finds her very attractive and wants to be lovers with her. She replies that she just wants to be friends. Fine.
A few weeks later, the man continues, he calls his friend up to go out to dinner, telling her that he’s just going dinner, telling her that he’s just going with or without her but to let her know she’s invited. She’s proud of him for going even without her and declines. Well, he says, I’m not really going alone; I just wanted your company. So he asks me, why is it that just because we’re not lovers doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy you and what you’re all about? Because women are scared of the fact that he is romantically interested.
He continues on about a book he read on body language. That right there alters, or more accurately, shatters all of my pre-conceived notions about men, they actually buy books on the subject of women. He tells about some of the things he learned from the book, and can remember the name the author. The things he tells me seems accurate, and some of the things he tells me about shocks him, and confuses him even more about how to approach the opposite sex. An example he uses is the art of staring. Men aren’t supposed to stare at other men unless they are gay, or want to fight. But women use staring to catch a mans attention, and if the man doesn’t act on that stare soon enough, all is lost.
Then he goes on to tell me about the three-date rule. Inevitably, you will after three dates with a person, move “forward” in the relationship, or just remain friends. Then there is the rule that when you have a really great with someone that you can’t just tell that person that you really like them and you had a really great time, but instead you have to wait to weeks to call that person because you don’t want to seem desperate. And this whole time, I’m thinking to myself, that the rules of dating are almost identical to my generation, and that in my lifetime they will never change. And I was even more shocked that this man felt so inclined to tell me about his love life. So where were me and this man at the end of this conversation? Chuckling, and even more confused than when we began.
I’ve recently come to the conclusion that the rules of dating will never change. I reached this conclusion by having a completely random conversation with a man who shared a table with me at Starbucks. Let me preface by saying this man must’ve been in his fifties, maybe late forties. He striked up the conversation by telling me about the dialogue he was replaying in his head. And decided to tell me all about it.
He had a female friend that he would attend social events with, parties, dinners, etc., because they were both single and was appropriate to go to said events with one another. He then goes on to tell me that after a year or so of the friendship, he enlists his other male friend on advice because he has developed romantic feelings for the woman. The friend tells him to tell his female friend exactly how he feels, so he does. He tells his female friend that he finds her very attractive and wants to be lovers with her. She replies that she just wants to be friends. Fine.
A few weeks later, the man continues, he calls his friend up to go out to dinner, telling her that he’s just going dinner, telling her that he’s just going with or without her but to let her know she’s invited. She’s proud of him for going even without her and declines. Well, he says, I’m not really going alone; I just wanted your company. So he asks me, why is it that just because we’re not lovers doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy you and what you’re all about? Because women are scared of the fact that he is romantically interested.
He continues on about a book he read on body language. That right there alters, or more accurately, shatters all of my pre-conceived notions about men, they actually buy books on the subject of women. He tells about some of the things he learned from the book, and can remember the name the author. The things he tells me seems accurate, and some of the things he tells me about shocks him, and confuses him even more about how to approach the opposite sex. An example he uses is the art of staring. Men aren’t supposed to stare at other men unless they are gay, or want to fight. But women use staring to catch a mans attention, and if the man doesn’t act on that stare soon enough, all is lost.
Then he goes on to tell me about the three-date rule. Inevitably, you will after three dates with a person, move “forward” in the relationship, or just remain friends. Then there is the rule that when you have a really great with someone that you can’t just tell that person that you really like them and you had a really great time, but instead you have to wait to weeks to call that person because you don’t want to seem desperate. And this whole time, I’m thinking to myself, that the rules of dating are almost identical to my generation, and that in my lifetime they will never change. And I was even more shocked that this man felt so inclined to tell me about his love life. So where were me and this man at the end of this conversation? Chuckling, and even more confused than when we began.
I am officially a blogger.
Blogging!! I am now officially a part of one of the largest online communities, (besides facebook, and possibly online porn, but who knows) and can become one of the millions of people that believe they have something important to share with the world. (Only, I actually know I do, hee hee).
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