[Updated 10/26/04]
One month till I'm 25. Crazy. I don't feel like I'm that old, but I definitely don't feel that young either. I'm definitely happy about where I am professionally in my life. I own a business, drive a very nice car, have employees, a descent place to live, money available if I need it, I have great friends that are loyal and trustworthy and there whenever I need them. So really the only place I guess I'm lacking is in the intimate relationship area. I shouldn't say lacking, I have sex regularly, with quite good looking people, but in my decade of dating, I've never officially dated someone for more than 9 months, in fact that was only once, other than that and one 5 month attempt, every actual relationship lasted at most one month. I guess the only reason I really question this is because in one month I will be the oldest person in the generation of my family (all sides) who hasn't been married. Everyone else got hitched by 25. I mean don't get me wrong, I don't want to be married. I see myself jumping into that in five years when I am in a position of complete stability. But to have this bad of a track record makes me think... I am doing something wrong? Or more importantly, what is it that attracts me to people who I have no chance with, or who have serious mental, emotional or personal problems?
So I have a new theory... Maybe I just have this amazing ability to bring out the psychoticness we each have hidden within us. I'm beginning to think this as yesterday after a wonderful day at Disneyland with friends and went to see a movie, In one minute I was able to get this girl who was with us all day to turn around and punch me in the face. This is someone my roommates have known for years and it took me one day to bring that out of her. I didn't say anything offensive, I merely made the cat-like sound featured in the dumb movie "The Grudge" we had just seen, and that alone was enough to trigger it, BAM! Then to add to it, her friend the one i'm sleeping with, rather than showing concern for my being punched, runs to her aid and physically pushes me into the wall. I'm at this point totally shocked and speachless as are my two roommates and our other female friend as none of us have a clue as to what the hell just caused this.
If you are a psychiatrist and want to get a bunch of new patients, lets work out a deal, i drive em crazy, you take care of them after and give me a kickback.
For those of you haven't followed my love life, I have countless stories of craziness like the one above, that just happened to be the first time it was with someone i wasn't directly involved with, so maybe my powers are expanding?? Watch out world, I might be a new SuperHero (Villian?) in the making...
-Kevin
One month till I'm 25. Crazy. I don't feel like I'm that old, but I definitely don't feel that young either. I'm definitely happy about where I am professionally in my life. I own a business, drive a very nice car, have employees, a descent place to live, money available if I need it, I have great friends that are loyal and trustworthy and there whenever I need them. So really the only place I guess I'm lacking is in the intimate relationship area. I shouldn't say lacking, I have sex regularly, with quite good looking people, but in my decade of dating, I've never officially dated someone for more than 9 months, in fact that was only once, other than that and one 5 month attempt, every actual relationship lasted at most one month. I guess the only reason I really question this is because in one month I will be the oldest person in the generation of my family (all sides) who hasn't been married. Everyone else got hitched by 25. I mean don't get me wrong, I don't want to be married. I see myself jumping into that in five years when I am in a position of complete stability. But to have this bad of a track record makes me think... I am doing something wrong? Or more importantly, what is it that attracts me to people who I have no chance with, or who have serious mental, emotional or personal problems?
So I have a new theory... Maybe I just have this amazing ability to bring out the psychoticness we each have hidden within us. I'm beginning to think this as yesterday after a wonderful day at Disneyland with friends and went to see a movie, In one minute I was able to get this girl who was with us all day to turn around and punch me in the face. This is someone my roommates have known for years and it took me one day to bring that out of her. I didn't say anything offensive, I merely made the cat-like sound featured in the dumb movie "The Grudge" we had just seen, and that alone was enough to trigger it, BAM! Then to add to it, her friend the one i'm sleeping with, rather than showing concern for my being punched, runs to her aid and physically pushes me into the wall. I'm at this point totally shocked and speachless as are my two roommates and our other female friend as none of us have a clue as to what the hell just caused this.
If you are a psychiatrist and want to get a bunch of new patients, lets work out a deal, i drive em crazy, you take care of them after and give me a kickback.
For those of you haven't followed my love life, I have countless stories of craziness like the one above, that just happened to be the first time it was with someone i wasn't directly involved with, so maybe my powers are expanding?? Watch out world, I might be a new SuperHero (Villian?) in the making...
-Kevin
you are normal. all the rest of us are messed up. seriously.