Monday, April 6, 2009
Scene 1 (and the last)
Setting: In a parked car outside the girl’s house. Both characters want to get out of the car, but both think the other doesn’t. Awkward conversation and stupid questions ensue.
Random girl: What are the most important attributes to you in a wife?
Me: Well, it is important that I’m am physically attracted to her, that she is a generally good person, that she has a good relationship with God, that she is smart and that I won’t grow crusty with her…and maybe…
Random girl: Woah woah woah! The first thing you said is physically attracted?! You must be shallow.
Me: It was getting late.
Random girl: I was thinking the same thing…an hour ago.
Hm…what do you think? Is it shallow to have that be the first thing?
Personally, I DO NOT!
For so long, I thought that I shouldn’t be looking for a women with whom I was terribly physically attracted. And maybe if that is all you are looking for, then ya, no good. But that isn’t the only think I’m looking for, it is just one thing. So no longer am I just going to deny that I want a beautiful girl because I don’t think that anyone should date (or, hell permit—marry) a person who was not attractive to them.
Granted, you could eventually fall into love with someone and find them more and more attractive; but if that doesn’t happen within a week or two of dating, then I’m not going to keep dragging it on waiting for something to happen.
I will not be ashamed any longer: I WANT TO DATE A HOT GIRL AND I DON’T THINK I’M SHALLOW BECAUSE OF IT.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Wow...what a new world in contacts!
I took a shower with contacts in yesterday. Did you know that water droplets collect on your feet in the shower? I had NO IDEA! I mean like drops of water, just like on the tree star leaf on Land Before Time...but it was on my foot. I saw it collect and drip down following my veins on my foot (oh yeah...did you know that you had veins on your foot too?! Like BIG ones). It was an incredible site to behold. A new world.
In this magnified world of contacts, not so little-foot now, eh, mother?