Daily Archives: January 7, 2012

“Are you any good at blowjobs?” Who the hell asks you that on a first date???

No one, is the right answer, isn’t it? No one in their right mind asks you that on a first date. On the other hand, sooner or later they are likely to find out. Just like they will find out about our one cellulite, or our varicose veins, or our terrible habit of speaking in Swedish in our sleep (I, ahem, never do that…)… And we will soon find out what monsters (or worse: saint like prophetical poets) they turn into when they are anywhere near too much alcohol/football/their mother.

As you can see all the above mentioned are life threatening character flaws. Not. There are other character flaws in ourselves that we may want to sort out though. Unlike our thought processing before a first date, where we analyze/cover-up/fret about any potential flaw that may put Mr or Miss Gorgeous in a position where they no longer wanna throw our clothes off (real disaster), in normal life we sometimes erm, ignore our flaws. We tend to want to forget about those annoying habits of ours as we are ashamed of them, or don’t know how to live without them, or are so used to them we hardly notice them. Well if there is one thing we can learn from AA it is that “Hello my name is and I am a…” can be a good start. Not necessarily on a first date though. Let them savor you slowly…

So, anyway. I figured it was time to list, not just my goals and my strengths in life and so on and so forth, but my weaknesses, so I can become more aware of when they kick in and what I can do to prevent them from taking over – usually just noting that this is no the path I want to go down/thought I want to be thinking and start doing/thinking something else. It’s a bit harder with the dizzy blonde bit. I still don’t know it’s a lamppost till I walked into it. It’s a very charming, bruisifying, admin disastrous trait. I guess I’ll just find a boyfriend who can keep me in check…and seriously: there is no first date without dizziness so there is no chance of me covering up that treat…trait. “Sorry did I just fall into your bed? I do apologize. I was aiming for the chair, but then I looked at you and then I got confused and then I didn’t see that thing on the floor that I got caught up in and fell over and into your erm bed.”

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