Now, how about that Valentine's Day, huh? So many people feeling the
pressure to have a happy and romantic day with someone. Give me a break.
Sure, it's nice to have someone acknowledge what you mean to them, but
it's forced and obligatory. It's kind of like forcing someone into a
relationship with you, or worse, marriage. Relationships are tough
enough without enforcing such a stereotypical version of romance, and
marriage in particular is a field of landmines that needs no additional
stress factors.
Still, we play the game. I was just
doing some research on social media, and half of me was surprised
regarding the statistics about online relationships, while the other
half nodded its head in complete agreement. Did you know that one in
every eight marriages in 2010 came about as a result of meeting someone
through social media? One in eight! Part of me is shocked, while the
other, more progressive part understands the phenomenon completely.
You
see, I met my ex through a dating site, and we talked for some time
online before we met. To me it's the best way to meet someone. I hate
the bar scene for a million reasons. You can't get to know anyone when
the music is at a decibel level conducive to massive hearing loss, to
start, and all you really know about the person is that they like to
drink in their spare time. Great. So much to recommend them, don't you
think?
If you meet someone online you get a chance to
know their personality without the desperate need to jump in the sack
getting in the way. Sure, you can have chemistry with someone - believe
me I know - but there isn't anything you can do about it so the distance
puts that side of things on pause for a bit.
I have no
problem with sex on a first date, or anything like that, because every
person and every relationship is different, but that doesn't make it the
right step in all circumstances. I'm not worried about someone thinking
less of me if I choose to go that route. In fact, it's a good way to
weed out the assholes that think like that about women. Still, it boils
down to whether or not you're going to feel gross about sleeping with
someone like that afterwards.
It's particularly an
issue for women because sex for us is an intrusion into our bodies.
We've allowed someone inside us, and if that person turns out to be
slime, we feel like the slime got into us and contaminated us.
Particularly if we're too careless to use a condom. Then it's gross and
humiliating on every level. Plus there's the undeniable intimacy factor.
In order for a woman to have an orgasm she has to be able to let go
with someone and relax. Difficult for some, easy for some, impossible
for others.
Another irritating difference between male
and female orgasms apparently has to do with oxytocin and the pair
bonding the chemical instills in women at the point of orgasm. Great. So
women are hardwired to fall in love with someone they experience an
orgasm with. It doesn't necessarily happen to that extent, but women
have always been much more likely to develop an emotional connection to a
man they've slept with, and particularly with a man they've had an
orgasm with. I have no idea what the statistics are regarding
masturbation, however. If there's a pair-bonding taking place there, I'm
probably in serious trouble.
...and there I went,
veering off into sex again. Not surprising, I suppose. I'm not
particularly romantic, but V-Day and celibacy have combined to make sex a
bit of a focal point. I even posted a teaser story on my fiction site
that's the beginning of a piece of erotica I've started. I plan to add
to it, making it a lot steamier - it would have to be, considering there
really isn't even any sexual content just yet. Mostly a woman thinking
about how horny she is and can't wait to bang some guy that she met
online (if I were promoting the piece I'd be describing it a lot better,
but it's not even done yet, so read at your own 'risk'). I'll get to
the, um, meat and potatoes, so to speak, soon enough.
As
to other things going on today, no there will be no V-Day celebration.
I'll be taking Pepper in to the vet for his post-op check-up. I already
went out for food, so we're good there. Then tonight is The Big Bang
Theory. My guilty pleasure, and the only TV I watch, although I watch it
on my laptop. I also get a kick out of the fact that it's a Canadian
band that does the theme song. Hey, I'm a patriot, whether I bitch about
my country or not. I love being Canadian, and will be Canadian until
the day I day, no matter where I happen to be in the world.
The
Big Bang Theory tonight is a V-Day special, though, so I suppose that
counts as a sort-of celebration of the day. Not romantic for me, but for
the characters, sure. Well, except for Raj and Stew, who are apparently
having a singles party. Should be an interesting and funny show, as
always. Of course, I can watch the show at any time. It doesn't have to
be tonight, but I like the symmetry. Symmetry you ask? Well, being busy
on V-Day is a good idea when you're not really romantically involved
with anyone. I might as well fill up my time on something I enjoy doing,
seeing as I have no intention of going out and looking for anyone.
What's
kind of scary is that I read an article recently that February 15th is
the day with the highest number of people cheating on their significant
others. This is coming from a very popular 'dating' site that's mostly
meant for people who do want to cheat. They get more sign-ups on the day
after V-Day than they do any other day of the year. Huh. Guess the
pressure of the day gets to everyone.
Apparently it's
because people are smacked in the face with how lousy things really are
in their relationship on V-Day because it's such a disappointment to
them. Puh-lease! Use whatever excuse you want. Cheating is cheating. If
you spent the other 364 days of the year (take a day off during
leap-year, you have my permission) working on your relationship and
being 'romantic', then V-Day would just be a continuation of that rather
than an overly large mirror reflecting your failures.
If
you're not happy in your relationship either fix it or get the hell
out. Cheating is a stupid waste of time. It will not permanently inflate
your flagging ego. It will only stomp you with the knowledge that you
really are a lowlife scum and you don't deserve the partner you already
have. Capisce? Believe me, unless you have zero conscience, cheating
will make you feel really, really bad about yourself. Sociopaths are
perfectly capable of cheating - are you a sociopath?
I
think I'll get some more work done on that erotica I was mentioning, and
I have some work to do on the website as well. It doesn't look as good
as it should. It's a freebie site, though, so I'm very limited as to
what I can accomplish with it, but it needs to be better organized with
respect to my planned stories. Thankfully I have plenty of things to
occupy my time these days, including the development of a sub-domain
site. It's been a while since I did any website work, so I have to get
back into the lingo. Thankfully I have development software on my
laptop, so I'm not worried about using site-builders for it. They're
such limited pains in the ass.
Well, this could turn
out to be a pretty exciting day, despite a distinct lack of romance, but
if I had my druthers I think sex is better than romance anyway, despite
the fact that there's none of that on the horizon either. You can't get
much more intimate than sex. Besides, who are we fooling - 99% of the
people who think they're in love are merely infatuated and in lust. It
takes months, if not years, to truly know a person well enough to say
that you love them. You have to know who the hell they are first. You
would think most people would consider that a requirement, but sadly
they don't seem to.
Happy Valentine's Day!!
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