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  • SUNDAY MARCH 30 2008 1:00 AM

Abandon All Hope: Fatalist Love

Like most people of our generation, I've been bouncing from one relationship to the next breakup the majority of my dating life. These are splattered with gaps of singledom in between, periods of heavy drinking, and those advertisements of LOOK HOW MUCH FUN I'M HAVING! I think I've finally realized is that I just don't get it. I don't get the dating game, the motives, the rules, or the language.

Don't get me wrong - I've had meaningful relationships. Those do-or-die holy-shit-this-is-fucking-IT sort of things. I keep finding myself single again though, and now consider myself something of a scientist in the ongoing, "let's see how fast this can go wrong” experiment.

Not long ago, hung-over as holy hell, I wondered to myself where and why it all went wrong. Not where it went wrong with one particular person, but where it actually all went wrong, way down the line. Perhaps it's that I chain smoke and get embarrassingly drunk on a fairly regular basis? Perhaps it's that I seem to lack any sort of filter between my brain and my mouth, and horribly inappropriate things become audible? I find myself talking in great detail about my cat, my general distrust in all humanity, and the dead things I collect in jars at home. The words just fall out of my mouth, and my brain screams, “Stop talking about your cat!” but the words just keep coming. Or maybe I just pick the wrong fellas. I've found myself on dates with people with pseudonyms and nicknames such as "Nasty", "Rotten" and -- my personal favorite -- "Mad Dog".

Noticing a pattern here? And yeah – they all lived up to their names.

There is this rumor, this urban legend if you will, of the "One". Is this One a Matrix character programmed and designed specifically for you, while wearing cool coats the whole time? Or is this One that guy in the bar that spilled his drink all over my shirt and then leered at me in wet clothing? Maybe I should have given him a shot. I mean, after all, at least I had his attention for the moment.

Another legend is the proverbial "nice guy". Have any of you ever met this creature? I sure haven’t. I’ve met the ones that do the nice guy act – holding doors open, picking up the tab, not slipping you a date-rape drug... but deep down inside there’s something horribly awry. There was one that went so far as to try to spoon me the food off my dinner plate. Sorry buddy, but I’ve got that utensil thing down. I found it rather insulting, really. So where does this nice guy live and lurk? And how do you spot it, tag it, and hunt it down?

Recently, I read my very first self-help book. I purchased this book after going out with someone a few times, and actually enjoying myself, but my phone never rang again. Not even a courtesy email. Manners are totally out this season. Or are they? Is it just a misinterpretation on my part? I have a small army of close male friends that lend a hand, act as translators since apparently I do not speak Boy, and they say the same thing that the book said, "Jesus Christ, lady, you could do SO much better." This book I picked up, and my buddies, have all simultaneously inflated my ego to grandiose proportions and told me that I am fucking doomed to be alone the rest of my life.

There are plenty of single people out there. Even just now, in bed in my studio apartment, I hear a female neighbor through the walls coming home talking on her cell phone to someone. I clearly heard the slightly slurred words of, "Once again, I'm alone. Gotta love my life." I knew it couldn't just be me.

There are two key elements to a successful relationship: the desire to touch someone's bathing suit area, and the lack of desire to plot an elaborate execution of their disposal. Unfortunately for most of us, these ingredients rarely go hand in hand, and if they do, it's usually fleeting.

Maybe all any of us is looking for is a true love, or maybe a truly fatalist love. Cause really, what are our other options?

 

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ericwine

ericwine

Charlotte Hall, MD
January 2007

MAR 30, 2008 05:34 PM

attn_ho said:

PyramidScreen said:

Get rid of the dead things in jars.
Keep the kitty cat.



funny, i was going to say the reverse.



You'd tell Fractal to get rid of her cat? shocked
That's probably what Nixon did here.

attn_ho

attn_ho

Brooklyn, NY
February 2004

MAR 30, 2008 06:08 PM

ericwine said:

attn_ho said:

PyramidScreen said:

Get rid of the dead things in jars.
Keep the kitty cat.



funny, i was going to say the reverse.



You'd tell Fractal to get rid of her cat? shocked
That's probably what Nixon did here.


hahahaha!

well, really, why would she care what a boy tells her to do anyway?

Selket

Selket

SUICIDEGIRL

USA

MAR 30, 2008 06:17 PM

Congrats on the column, lady.
MORE Fractal, please?!?!?!

xoxo.

Cigarette

Cigarette

Cleveland, OH
April 2004

MAR 30, 2008 06:23 PM

Lemonkid said:
Firstly to everyone who has already or is about to call themself a nice guy in this thread - go fuck yourself.



whatever

But nice article. I've been wondering lately whether there's any great loves or if life is just a series of kick-ass hookups with varying degrees of relationship added on.

Doesn't the design rule of having 2 of 3 apply here? Good, fast, cheap.

Good + Fast = Expensive
Good + Cheap = Slow
Fast + Cheap = Inferior

Except for relationships we'll replace those words with...

well I'll leave that to you clever folk.



I'd go with "Good, soon, or easy. Pick two." You can get someone good and soon if you work yr ass off at it. You can get someone good and easily but it might take a long time. And you can get someone now and it'd be easy, but they ain't going to be any good. The latter is, I think, the OP's problem.

Kris7

Kris7

Bridgewater, MA
July 2003

MAR 30, 2008 06:45 PM

Good article. Refreshingly honest.

For starters you might want to stop getting embarrasingly drunk. A good drinking buddy doesn't necessarilly mean they'll be a good regular buddy or anything more than that. I know that legions of binge drinkers will give me shit for saying that, but it's true. That's the double edge of alcohol: yes, it can help you loosen up and have a good time, but it can also allow you to dupe yourself into thinking you're having a great time and that you're in great company when you really, really aren't.


A big +1 to anyone who suggested you get rid of the jars of dead things. If you're still into dead things, take some taxidermy classes or something.

One last thing, remember: you are incredibly hot, and that is not only very intimidating, but it can also be more than enough to convince some guys that you already have a boyfriend, so they don't bother talking to you. Yeah, I know it's a weak line of reasoning, but some of us guys just can't help ourselves. Sorry. blackeyed

EDIT: Oh and for crying out loud, avoid guys with lame nicknames like that. Seriously. If it's not a stage name for a band he's in, drop him like a bad habit.

wastrel

wastrel

Orange, CA
October 2007

MAR 30, 2008 07:10 PM

I <3 this article. Most of it rings all too true to me and for me when it comes to being alone and wondering about there being someone out there for you. I'm farily certain I have come to the conclusion I'm going to be alone all my life and have a pet cat at the end of my days. I will wind up dying in said apartment and my body will be found 2 weeks after my death, partially eaten by my cat since I couldn't feed it ><

That doesn't have to be you though. Like many people have said, you are gorgeous and that does intimidate most men. We do figure you have a BF, or that there is no way in hell you'd give us the time of day because we are beneath your time to notice us.

Personally, I have found being alone better than going into fuck up after fuck up. Just taking things slow and getting to know people before trying to connect past anything other than friendship.

The good guy does exist, they are just a rare breed is all.

jermhawk

jermhawk

Tidioute, PA
December 2004

MAR 30, 2008 07:16 PM

This was writen like there is still hope.
Keep the jars of dead things (as long as they don't stink) do whatever, whenever, however you like. Avoid only those who have their phone number on a bathroom wall. If he likes you go for it, just stay in well lit public places.
Really though, if your not being yourself, how can anyone fall in love with you?

Taolie

Taolie

Madison, WI
November 2007

MAR 30, 2008 09:01 PM

Chainlink said:
The name's Francis Soyer, but everybody calls me Psycho.

how YOU doin ?



Lighten up, Francis! biggrin

Nixon

Nixon

SUICIDEGIRL

California, USA

MAR 30, 2008 09:13 PM

Which is why we are destined to live together always as spinster sisters in the House of Eyes.

Alexis

Alexis

SUICIDEGIRL

Pennsylvania, USA

MAR 30, 2008 09:14 PM

Wow! I find myself dating cute artistic boys with big dreams and small wallets. I feel your pain. Loved your article. smile

xo me

Taolie

Taolie

Madison, WI
November 2007

MAR 30, 2008 09:19 PM

NIce article; I like your writing.

I can totally relate to this:


Perhaps it's that I seem to lack any sort of filter between my brain and my mouth, and horribly inappropriate things become audible? I find myself talking in great detail about my cat, my general distrust in all humanity, and the dead things I collect in jars at home. The words just fall out of my mouth, and my brain screams, &#8220;Stop talking about your cat!&#8221; but the words just keep coming.



I've found, however, that when I meet someone with the same affliction as me, I get along better with them than with more well-filtered conversationalists. I would probably enjoy hearing all about your cat, and dead things in jars, in great detail. smile Then you'd have to hear all about my cats! biggrin

There's been quite a lot of "nice guy" bashing in the comments to this article, and I don't like it. I'll take the front row in bashing guys who act all nice and polite until they get you into a relationship, and then shit all over you, but there are plenty of guys out there who are genuinely thoughtful and kind. And we're not all pussies, either.

We might not act all Alpha and bad-boy, but we do stand up for ourselves. We just try to be a little more polite and tactful about it. We have our own needs and desires, but we're flexible enough and man enough to care about your needs and desires, too. We'll do our best to meet yours, but we won't let ourselves become doormats. And if you treat us well, you might think we're always giving in to your preferences, but in reality, we're making a conscious decision each and every time about whether our preferences are in opposition to or in agreement with yours. If most of the time we do what you want, it means we actually think you have good ideas, not that we're being your doormat.

So we're definitely out there, in fact several of your "close male friends" may very well be us. And I'll bet that at least one or two of those "buddies" would be more than happy to help you end your singledom.

Great article, I look forward to reading more from you. smile

Chad_Sexington

Chad_Sexington

Surrey, BC
January 2005

MAR 30, 2008 09:29 PM

Most girls seem to find nice boring, or assume its compensation for some inaquacy.
my nice guy attitude grew out of being the undatably fat during high school so when i became decently attractive the nice guy thing sort of stuck. Most girls hate it though, i get laughed at pretty often, taken advantage of and abused pretty frequently. it seems like most girls want so see how much i can take. I am quite sure i could have saved a few relationships if i had stood up for myself a bit more.

Nice guys are exciting in a different way than the bad boys are, and the bad ones are probably more immidiately attractive because their attitudes brodact more loudly.

I cant help but wonder if most girls arent used to being treated all that well, so when they do meet nice guys, they assume me must be pathetic or desperate. (I must admit the feeding a girl on the first date thing seems a little weird to me as well though.)

redmess

redmess

Albuquerque, NM
August 2004

MAR 30, 2008 09:44 PM

perhaps this is all in preparation for the day when the bitchen cool broads will inherit the earth.
we are in this together. let us continue to oscillate (drunkenly) forward, through the fleeting feelings of love, the temporary infatuations with the male sex, and those moments of touching the "bathing suit areas" of irresistible badboys .

beautiful sicilian witch, our day is coming. the paradigm shift where all will be love. fullfilled. no longer fatalistic. an orgy of feminine juju.

'till then, fucken cheers, salute, cin cin, and grazie, amico.



kiss

TheRightBastard

TheRightBastard

San Francisco, CA
November 2006

MAR 30, 2008 09:55 PM

I think everyone needs to really evaluate what they truly want, at their core, and admit it.

Some people want to be together, some people want to be alone, some people want to look like their trying, when they'd really rather run away.

Me? I've always wanted a valkyrie. A straight-talking, chain smoking girl who can chuckle.

That's all. I'm pretty simple, for someone so complex.

Chad_Sexington

Chad_Sexington

Surrey, BC
January 2005

MAR 30, 2008 11:36 PM

"I don't get the dating game, the motives, the rules, or the language. "

the motive, rules and language seeem to vary depending on whop you are dating, maybe the trick to the game is is to find out our partners personal motives, rules and there language before its too late!

Some other guy, up there somewhere had a good idea though, the best way for anyone to increase the quality of the people they date is to work on yourself first. and get rid of all those bad habits that you dont like. The better you are, the better people you will atract, without even trying,


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