my cousins are all….like…modelling now? which is SO IRONIC because my aunt is the human being most likely to disapprove with a severe schoolteacher glower when you do Things that are Unclean in the Sight of the Lord…..like showing your midriff. guess whose entire brood now shows their midriffs?! and I’m still the rebellious child/black sheep??!?!!?
for some reason I start talking in webspeak when I’m really annoyed and don’t want to actually lash out, so pls 2 have my somewhat-conflicting mantras of the month:
“it’s just software, ppl”
“u build it, u ungr8ful fucks”
pointless tangent of the day; I’m procrastinating
when I venture into the hipster side of tumblr*, I see a lot about “platonic touching.” “bring back platonic cuddling!” they say. “why can’t we have platonic hugs anymore?” they say. (see: “things people are saying” by John Oliver.)
here’s the thing. yes! you can absolutely engage in platonic touching! it goes like this: you are not sexually attracted to a person. you come in contact with them. wow! platonic! there it is! you’ve done the platonic thing!
except…
good luck dictating how the other person feels. and it’s not really something you or they can control, either, like it or not. the instant that sexual attraction, desired or undesired, enters the picture, it’s not platonic anymore for the person experiencing the attraction. and that’s not anyone’s fault. that’s biology. attraction can happen at the subconscious level and be very unwanted, but still present. you can be happily, platonically cuddling someone with a boner.
now if you what you really mean to say is, “bring back cuddling that we explicitly agree is platonic!” then you’re closer, but still not there. again, you can be BFFs with someone for years, engaging in explicitly agreed-upon platonic cuddling all the while, when one day the switch flips. you have a sex dream about them. or you see them with a small child and the family instinct rears its head. or they breathed on the back of your neck and the blood rushes to your…face.
I too would love to see touching be acceptable in all forms, in any relationship, but before that we all gotta come to terms with the fact that biology still rules the roost. and then deal with each cuddleboner on a case by case basis, with open communication and a little bit of grace.
now, who wants to cuddle?
I want to scream and punch things and go for a really long walk and hibernate with shitty TV and just not come out of hiding until this stress is just
gone
I’ve never had a partner before who actually took their shit seriously and cared about what they did and who they are so much that they actually hurt when they think they’ve done it wrong
not wrong – NOT WRONG
it’s just really
fucking
hard
…
fuuuuuck
(yet I can stand here and truly say that no one in my whole life has ever been so strong and so brave and so altruistic as you
who doubts himself at every turn
stop stop you’ll never be anything less than the glory I can see)
Wednesday Wig-Outs
Sorry, I’m feeling a wee bit rantish today, so here goes my Wednesday Wig-Outs: Friends Don’t Let Other Friends Not Take Their Serious Relationships Seriously.
I’ve always been mystified by this seemingly general consensus that “omg if my friends get significant others they’re going to abandon me and it’s going to mean they’re horrible people.” I say “seemingly general” because almost every one of my friends, female in particular, has said that to me at some point – either about me or about someone else in their life. Maybe that’s just my little corner of Seattle; tell me if I’m wrong.
The reason I don’t get this is partially because I take relationships very seriously. I don’t like casual dating; I tried it a couple of times and it stank, sometimes quite literally, and I don’t see any reason for me to put effort into a dude* or give him shit (which is very much how I am in a relationship) if I don’t plan on him sticking around. That being said, I’ve been engaged once before, so it’s not like I’ve never made big relationship mistakes or misjudged a situation. But I really do take myself and my partner seriously.
So why wouldn’t I put all of my effort into building up a rapport and a foundation of inside jokes, laughter, shared struggles, and memories with someone I plan to spend my life with? Sure, that means sloughing away a lot of the time I previously spent with my other friends, but let’s be real: I spend a hell of a lot more time alone or at work than with friends, and even when I do/did spend time with them it was often gratuitous and involved a television screen. (Not to disparage that kind of hanging out by any means, but it’s not exactly the quality time that the above complainers were saying they missed.) I have to be more intentional now about who I spend my time with and what we do, and it’s actually benefited a lot of my relationships; for instance, my childhood friend Nicole and I have a standing date every other Wednesday to get dinner and chat. We’ve had some of the best conversations in almost 20 years of being friends in the past few months.
It’s also helped me weed out the friends who were only in my life because they wanted something. There’s a person (let’s call him Artie) who, as it turns out, was only emphasizing our friendship because he was secretly into me. Now there’s heaps of judgment and pretty much no other communication because Artie has made no effort to hang out with me besides when I bring up my boyfriend. That seems like a fluff friendship and an unnecessary stressor to me.
All of this to say: I never felt abandoned by friends who started spending all their time with their significant other. These are super formative years in the lives of people my age, and super formative months in any relationship that starts up. I see no reason why someone who has just found the love of their life oughtn’t be supported by their friends in their quest to get to know this person they may very well chain themselves to. The amount of intentional, meaningful time you would have spent with them anyway is likely not much less than what you now have to go out of your way to schedule. I’m not seeing the problem here.
I’m certainly not advocating that you stop seeing all your friends once a relationship comes along, nor am I saying you should be cruel to anyone who wants to spend time with you. Certainly not. I just think it’s petty for the friends to act like they’re being sleighted when really, it’s a golden opportunity to be intentional and real and get to the heart of things rather than living on the fluffy surface of easy, constant, comfortable friendships. Those are great, but they’re not everything.
And let’s be honest: at the end of the day, if you’re the kind of person who can commit and who has found someone equally dedicated to you, it’s not your platonic friends you’re gonna build a life with.
*I’ve never had a relationship with a girl, and though I consider myself bisexual, I don’t think I ever would. I don’t like ‘em enough in a relationship setting.
asdfghjkl.
I really don’t know how my sister and I are siblings.
She’s all up into this Army business – she’s 16 and just got back from one of those cadet summer camp things.
I’m so against anything that involves potentially killing people, I should probably go hippy-fy myself. (Oh right, I’m going to Hempfest after work today. Yeeeeah.)
Somehow, we grew up in the same household with the same set of values.
I just never understood the appeal of wanting to go out and put myself in danger in order to force the American ideals on hapless countries.
Granted, if she’d wanted to be reserve, or Coast Guard, then maybe – defend your home in time of need and save people.
But this – this is so foreign to me.
Guess we’re just different.




