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Okay actually...ALL people in relationships have this issue...but that biased thought happened to cross my mind while reading this:
" A brand new store has just opened in New York City that sells Husbands. When women go to choose a husband, they have to follow the instructions at the entrance:- "You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are 6 floors and the value of the products increase as you ascend the flights. You may choose any item from a particular floor or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you CANNOT go back down except to exit the building!
So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband.
The 1st floor sign reads::
Floor 1 - These men have jobs.
The 2nd floor sign reads:
Floor 2 - These men Have Jobs and Love Kids.
The 3rd floor sign reads:
Floor 3 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids and are extremely good looking.
"Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.
She goes to the 4th floor and the sign reads:
Floor 4 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Good Looking and help with Housework.
"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!"
Still, she goes to the 5th floor and sign reads:
Floor 5 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Gorgeous, help with Housework and Have A Strong Romantic Streak.
She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the 6th floor and the sign reads:
Floor 6- You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.
To avoid gender bias charges, the store's owner opens a New Wives store just across the street.
The 1st floor has wives who love sex.
The 2nd floor has wives who love sex and have money.
The 3rd through 6th floors have never been visited."
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...sometimes He does that when it is difficult to decipher an abomination from a miracle. ...sometimes its because He knows why I smile. Samhain Celebration was lovely as usual. Highlights of my week so far include: Sunday: Watched 30 Days of night with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) kitty_torment, severin, toasteraviator
graydancer, C, and others. Then went out to see Cailan's band play with House of Sin grown ups. Monday: Had margaritas! I haven't gone ina while so it was a treat to see the crew again. Oh and I had a blast with D and G afterward and watched MST3K. Tuesday:Got to do a hot scene at the Cardinal with exthesuccubus , and enjoy M and her's company. It made me so happy to play with her. I need to commit to hanging with her more often. Wednesday: Halloween I got to spend like every other wednesday. I got to catch up with my roommates in a good game of bowling. And then afterwards trick or treated with some Hard Candy and rope fun with graydancerI also gave him a new nickname or two. Today...Had a wonderful beginning, and a peaceful ending. However to remind myself how fortunate I am that today was so great: here's what this day was like 3 years ago: Black fingers reaching up to a stone-white sky,
They didn't leave smudge marks like little hands on a wall.
Its just a tree fulfilling its course for bareness
Who expects the foliage in November Fall?
When rain falls, trees becomes nude
In October.
When rain falls, I feel unglued
Not so sobe- Okay no. This is ridiculous. I am happy now because I am for once concentrating on the present and now freaking out about the past or worrying about the future. So...Back to the happiness. I am once again filled with feral joy. Yay!
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...it was inscribed on the inside a 14k white gold sapphire and diamond promise ring I sold to a happy couple today at my first day of work! Present:I am excited. The staff is laid back and friendly, and its fun and pays well. I'm happy. Plus, this new job makes my occupation come completely full circle with human relations. Step 1: I sell them their "perfect" engagement ring and get invited to their wedding. Step 2: The newly weds buy their new house and I sell them window coverings and decorate their new addition with childsafe blinds Step 3: Years down the road they fight and divorce and misunderstand their teenage kids and then they call me up as a volunteer counselor at Briarpatch...and I help them through a rough time now and then. I am the Alpha and Omega of Family Affairs. Anyway, back to the blog. Past:
In the immediate past, as in, last night, I shared a wonderful evening with graydancer who, after watching Lucky Number Slevin, patiently listened to my ramblings about the small drama I was going through and offered me a lot of helpful insight! I really appreciated our time together. He asked me while we talked that once I considered dating again, what my ideal partner would be like. My answer reminded me of a blog from my past which I posted on myspace back in March. I am sharing it here. A Hard-On Does Not Make You A Hardy Person. In my personality psych class today we learned about a phenonemon on human beings which gave them great resistence from illness or injury in times of great stress. These supernatural beings were known as "hardy" because they had the quality of "hardiness."
What IS hardiness exactly, you ask? According to Susanne Kobasa, a popular psychologist who did an intensive 8 year study in the 1970s, she discovered the three main traits of hardiness included:
1. Sense of Control in the success of your life
2. Commitment, or feeling importance or integrity in whatever it is you do
3. Challenge...they see a dramatic change as a challenge they can competently achieve rather than an interruption in their status quo which could disrupt their happiness.
Here's the Coincidence..
THOSE are the same traits I've looked for in guys.
And...
LACK of those are usually why I don't stick around...because the men appear emotionally disabled, have too many crutches and addictions, fill my ears with excuses, and attempt to live through my life.
So...if anyone was wondering what turns me on...
Its your score on the Kobasa Scale
Not your financial or physiological endowments.
Its your hardiness
Not your hard on!
Thank you! Future:
I can't wait to carve a pumpkin I can't wait to see 30 Days of Night I can't wait to try and get into Vampire Ball I can't wait to test myself. Tell then, I will keep my eyes wide, and abide by the teaching of Thunder. Not Fear. Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Give. Sympathize. Control.
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Last night at Sabbat de Sade, I had the immense pleasure of being completely objectified in a pleathery zentai suit that masked my identity, in addtion to having a mirror attached to me so that the only face you could possibly see on me, was your very own. Behind the murky veil of this outfit that was constantly crushing upon my face and outlining every inch of my skin, I felt simultaneously exposed and concealed. I suppose thats the nature of objectification and anonymity. However, seeing out of it was so difficult and the outfits people were wearing were so extravagant, they too were anonymous to me. It was so interesting observing how people interacted with me when I didn't have a face. It was much harder t communicate with some than others.
Last night there came another realization to me. This being the ironic part as it happened while I was in a spandex zentai suit that made me feel somewhat like Spiderman or some other masked superhero. I am not invinicible. As much as I've built up this fortress to keep myself protected and keep my friends safe. I apparently can reflect your visage in my mirror, but I cannot repel bullets.
I have a lot of pride, and I have recently acquired extremely high standards of how I conduct myself and how I treat others. (It tends to come with a stable self esteem, I had to evolve to Advanced Level to finally achieve that). I know I am not perfect, but I pride myself on discipline and honesty. I had formed a very special friendship with someone recently whom I have learned to care very much about. Unfortunately, there are some incredibly weak people in closer proximity than I expected, whom have said some very dishonest things about me and have ruined this bond I've made with this person.
What is most shocking to me, is I thought I was invincible to that. I thought that I could present myself in a way that would make people want to trust me, confide in me, allow them to be comforted and cared for.
I had no idea that how people perceived me could be so strongly affected by mudslinging.
(Yes I'm a naive pompous ass apparently)
Well this is a very rude awakening I could have done without.
I haven't lost hope though...All I can do is try to reach out again. In the mean time...I'll leave the spiderman suit at home and try to remind myself that I'm human like everyone else.
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