Don’t have any comment on the Casey Anthony trial. It shocks me a bit how nothing shocks me anymore. Although, it does provide the useful lesson that, if you’re gonna commit a heinous crime, try to be pretty(ish), young, and white. Or a celebrity. Pick one.
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This monk named Thomas Merton once said that, The biggest human temptation is to settle for too little. Think that’s totally true.
Got three friends, all of whom wanted to get good at dating. But they just stopped after a few months because they all just ended up with people that were good enough.
One of them told me that his girl didn’t want a guy that treats dating like an occupation. Which’s yet another onea those things that sounds good on a superficial level but doesn’t make any real sense.
I treated it like an occupation – more a hobby, really, but I’m going for parallelism here – started meeting people in September of 2006 and continued to be single until September of 2008. Two years and some 150+ dates later.
And it sucked. It makes you weary. And you have to be coldly dispassionate. The constant hellos and goodbyes.
But If it’s important, and valuable, it doesn’t come easy. Nuthin worth anything comes easy.
Early on, when I started dating, kept repeating favourite quote: With increased intelligence, comes increased capacity for pain. If you’re smart enough, you learn to push all that doubt to the side of your mouth. You get up, go out, and take your chances. S/he’s not going to just show up knocking. Most of all, you deal with the pain.
Him: How do you know we’re gonna end badly?
Me: I don’t know. But I figure it will Cause I saw the first movie. In this sequel, all of the characters’re the same. You’re still you, she’s still her. Everything’s the same. Why would it be different this time around unless onea you were radically different? You were both single for just 35 days. How different could either of you be? You went back cause it hurt too much, and I understand that. But you deal with the pain to give her, and you, time to be different. 35 days’s not enough time. You should have waited and met more people.
Him: You met all those people, what’d that really get you?
Me: (shrugging) The girl I wanted most of all.
Location: desk, trying to not be insanely hot
Mood: insanely hot
Music: we brave bee stings and all And we don’t dive, we cannonball
YASYCTAI: Don’t make Casey Anthony a millionaire. Don’t buy her book, listen to her interviews, etc. Don’t reward evil. (20 years/0.5 pts)
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3 replies on “How to get the person you want most of all”
I think you not being shocked follows a similar corollary as the intelligence → pain connection.
And I wish you could talk to my cousin. Haha. She's in a funk about the dating situation and I agree with you. Gotta get out there and at it to find what you're looking for…but she's still only meeting guys at bars (which inevitable doesn't work and she doesn't get why). But I digress – I was actually in Queens visiting a few relatives on a stopover before heading to Trinidad.
I'd be happy to talk to your cousin! What we believe is the thing that shapes our lives – for better or worse – the most. I actually met HG in a bar, so it's possible, but I agree that one wants to increase the probability factor as much as possible.
I was just in Queens myself; some of the best food on the planet there!
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