Jul. 24th, 2002 02:16 pm
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Another things about blogs: Even worse than reading about someone's trivial experiences is reading them bitch about them. It's a duty only one of your friends should be subjected to at a time, and then only in moderation. But if I don't type something, I'll just fall asleep.
Why? Because of the previously-mentioned DUMBASSES in my building. At four-thirty, I was awakened by loud talking coming in through the better-than-AC open window. I tried to ignore it for about half-an-hour before giving up and asking the guys to keep it down. They agreed, but by the time I was back to my bed, they were not only as loud as before, they were openly mocking me. People are so gross.
This is what makes a co-worker's comment from last week so inexplicable. She was shocked to discover how friggin' OLD my boyfriend is. "I always imagined you with a 17 or 18 year-old." Huh? Why would anyone date an 18 year-old guy? (I mean, except a 16 year-old for whom he was so mature.) Even when I was one, I couldn't stand them. Intense insecurity (usually expressed as overweening arrogance) coupled with utter disregard for others and a complete lack of interesting things to say. Bleeagh!!
Yeah, yeah, there's the sex thing. A comedienne once said, "People are always talking about how old people are better in bed because they can last. But who wants to have sex with somebody old for a long time?" By the same token, who wants to have a lot of sex with someone immature? (No, I wasn't asking for a show of hands!) More importantly, that still leaves a lot of time when you're not having sex. Tricking I can see--you can always abscond before the pillow talk--but why buy the loaf?
Why? Because of the previously-mentioned DUMBASSES in my building. At four-thirty, I was awakened by loud talking coming in through the better-than-AC open window. I tried to ignore it for about half-an-hour before giving up and asking the guys to keep it down. They agreed, but by the time I was back to my bed, they were not only as loud as before, they were openly mocking me. People are so gross.
This is what makes a co-worker's comment from last week so inexplicable. She was shocked to discover how friggin' OLD my boyfriend is. "I always imagined you with a 17 or 18 year-old." Huh? Why would anyone date an 18 year-old guy? (I mean, except a 16 year-old for whom he was so mature.) Even when I was one, I couldn't stand them. Intense insecurity (usually expressed as overweening arrogance) coupled with utter disregard for others and a complete lack of interesting things to say. Bleeagh!!
Yeah, yeah, there's the sex thing. A comedienne once said, "People are always talking about how old people are better in bed because they can last. But who wants to have sex with somebody old for a long time?" By the same token, who wants to have a lot of sex with someone immature? (No, I wasn't asking for a show of hands!) More importantly, that still leaves a lot of time when you're not having sex. Tricking I can see--you can always abscond before the pillow talk--but why buy the loaf?