Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Back in the saddle? What's a saddle?

Why don't guys make the first move anymore? It may just be me, but it seems like an awful lot of hints- or more than hints- have to be dropped before anything happens. There used to be a mandate on these things. If it wasn't a "Sadie Hawkins" thing (and who the hell was she to rock the boat anyway?) then the guy always did the asking.

Maybe I'm traditional, or maybe I just have a vibe that says "don't ask me out" but things seem really difficult these days. My roommate, let's call her Emily, has just broken up with her boyfriend a month ago and already she's found several candidates. Meanwhile it's the Sahara for me, and has been for a depressingly (going on alarmingly) long time. Maybe there's truth to the idea that if you're attractive to one guy, you're suddenly attractive to many. Emily's just lost a guy, but it was recent, and she still knows how to flirt. The stench of a guy has long since rubbed off me and I don't even know how to bat my eyelashes without looking like I have something in my eye. How do you get back on the horse when you don't know how to ride? That sounded kind of dirty. Or maybe it's just me because I'm so damn desperate.

Huh.

Gross.

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