You shoulda put a ring on it.

This song goes out to my lovely friend…

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Misery loves company.

It happened.  Not to me, but to my lovely friend.  The words any girl who is in love and in a long-term relationship never wants to hear, “It’s over.”

There is really nothing you can say to make someone feel better after they have been dumped.  I know because I’ve been there… twice.  Why?  I don’t know.  I think I’m a pretty nice girl — easy to get along with.  I remember wanting nothing other than for everyone else to be just as miserable as I was.  Except for my ex — I wanted him to be more miserable.  MUCH more miserable….

So anyway, since misery loves company I was hoping that people would be willing to share miserable stories of break-ups.  Keep ’em short, funny, and to the point and know that I plan to print out your stories, bind them together, and give them to my lovely friend in an attempt to make her feel happier.  How ironic.

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The going rate for virginity is $3.8 million, fyi.

I keep hearing about a 22-year old girl by the name of Natalie Dylan who is auctioning off her virginity to pay for grad school.  In her interviews, she gives off the impression of being a levelheaded, well-spoken, intelligent young woman, and she seems to respect that other people disagree with what she is doing and is letting them have that opinion.  But this whole idea of what she wants to do is SO crazy to me.

I try to put myself in her position and the benefit of having my tuition paid for does NOT outweigh the emotional ramifications of what I think I would suffer.  My self-worth would plummet!  One guy who bid on her (who was 59 by the way) was asked why he was doing this and he answered by saying that he’s never had a virgin.  “I want her virginity,” he said.  But what about HER?

One of her supporters kept saying things like “this empowers her” and “this is women’s’ rights at its best.”   Feminism is about women taking BACK their sexuality, people. Not demonstrating the right to SELL it…

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Unconditional love depicted.

If only I could be loved by a penguin.

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Is unconditional love possible?

I’ve noticed a difference in opinion about the existence of true unconditional love as a result of the post, “If they can do it, what’s our excuse?”

The first thing we must do is define unconditional love and for that I turn to www.wikipedia.com The source of all unarguable knowledge (never mind that “anyone is welcome to add information” and “visitors do not need specialized qualifications to contribute”).

I would encourage you all to at least skim the article. The jist of it is this, “Unconditional love is a term that means to love someone regardless of his actions or beliefs.”  Based on this definition, I believe that unconditional love does, in fact, exist – among penguins.

I’m not convinced that we, as humans, are capable of loving another person unconditionally.  In fact, I’m beginning to think that Psychotherapist David Schnarch might be on to something.  He believes that genuine love in committed relationships actually requires conditions and that these conditions can serve to either improve the relationship or end one that isn’t working.

It’s a tough concept.  All I know is that I thought I once loved someone unconditionally until he broke up with me claiming that I didn’t love him unconditionally enough.  Figure that out.

What do you guys think?

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“Decent Days and Nights”

I can’t tell you how many e-mails I’ve gotten asking for relationship advice… because I haven’t gotten any.  BUT I know that life does not pass by without its problems whether relationship related or otherwise.  So, for all you people with problems, I present to you the theme song of my life (one of them anyway) and perhaps the most genius song ever…

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More like a funeral…

It’s 12:24 AM and I’m shocked that I just spent the last 15 minutes thinking about the details of my funeral.  To be fair, there has been a lot of talk about death and funerals at my house this week.  My roommate’s boss recently passed away (rest in peace).  But even still, I figure I’m pretty close to rock bottom when while my roommate is excitedly talking about the bridesmaid dress she picked out for her wedding, I’m barley listening to her because I’m too busy thinking about what color shirt I’d like to be buried in… Girls my age are supposed to be thinking about what they want the theme of their wedding to be — not what they want said at their funeral.  Ha!

Someone once declared, “If you marry Rachel, I’m not coming to your wedding because to me it will be more like a funeral.”  I’m not going to say who (Freddie’s mother) said it, but he or she may have been on to something…

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“Well, excuse me, Princess!”

The Legend of Zelda used to be one of my favorite video games back in the day when the best gaming system was the old school Nintendo Entertainment System (available 1983 – 1995).  One thing not a lot of people know about me: I love to play video games.  But I haven’t played in awhile and I had long forgotten Zelda… Until a friend of mine sent me this spoof of the cartoon which was no doubt made by a couple of dudes who think they have women all figured out.  It makes me shake my head and sigh…

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Only 49 weeks left… better hurry!

I saw an interview with a woman named Neenah on The Bonnie Hunt Show.  Neenah is conducting a social experiment of sorts, inviting the world to help her find her husband via the Internet.  Now, to each his own, but I this is not something I would be able to do.  You can read all about it at her website: www.52weeks2findhim.com.  If at the end of 52 weeks she hasn’t found her life partner, she is going to take an entire year off of perusing relationships.  Know any hotties ages 38-50?  Send ’em her way!

It’s my goal in the next 52 weeks just to become a little less cynical!  I’d be terrified of making it my goal to find “the one” (whatever that means).  Talk about the possibility of setting yourself up for disappointment…

I’m not the type to set these life-style kind of goals for myself.  When people ask me “Where do you see yourself in 5 years?”  I feel like I’m supposed to say, “Married with 2.5 kids and a dog, living in a two-story house, racking in $100,000 a year because my husband is an accountant or an engineer and I’m either a teacher, nurse, or homemaker.”  Not that there is anything wrong with any of that… I’m just more of a one day at a time kind of gal and, to be honest, all of that sounds miserable to me right now (I think).  Well, maybe not the $100,000 part… or the dog.

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Our literature says it all.

I’ve been reading a lot lately.  Shocking isn’t it?  It would be if you knew me in college.  I read at about a rate of 20 pages per hour unless it was a textbook.  Then it was more like 10 pages and hour, which REALLY sucks when the assignment is “read pages 1-150 by tomorrow” and you’re the kind of person who thinks they need to read every word.

Yesterday, I found myself standing in the bookstore looking at the wall of recent popular books.  It suddenly all made sense why other countries hate Americans.  Here’s what I was looking at:

X Rated Blood Suckers
Wife For Hire
The Gift of Fear
Gastronaut
100 Words That Make You Sound Smart
Deceptively Delicious
The Sharper Your Knife The Less You Cry
Does This Clutter Make My Butt Look Fat?

…. Exactly.

Here are a couple books that I recently finished and recommend reading:
The Road by Cormac McCarthy (read it soon — it’s supposed to come out as a movie) and Life of Pi by Yann Martel (you just gotta get past the first 85 pages… trust me, it’s well worth it).  Oh, and Twilight, which led to an intelligent conversation between me and my sister-in-law about whether we would rather date a vampire or a werewolf…

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