sexual competition

There is however, one large problem that lovers face, and that is finding someone who is an equal to you.

You can never tell at first... in fact our only measurement of this is often the other person's confidence in his/herself.

Thats my understanding of why you have to play the game of waiting to call on the phone. If you call too soon, you're eager and needy. If you call too late, you risk being patronizing, overconfident.

What is Xev's solution to this problem?
 
Bob:
There is however, one large problem that lovers face, and that is finding someone who is an equal to you.
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No, that's a problem someone looking for a lover would face. The lover himself does not face that problem, as he's already found the equal.

What is Xev's solution to this problem?
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Not having it in the first place. If a guy is strong and intelligent, I can tell that by engaging him in conversation and observing his reaction to certain situations. But I am really the wrong person to ask for this. I don't think I've ever felt romantic love - for me it is, compassion, identification, fraternal love - and then but once and after months did I feel some odd explosion of emotions which I could call love. That was still fraternal.

Which is contrary to how I should act. I have no pride, no self-worth of womanhood and I've certainly never had a chastity of mind or body to risk losing. So who cares if I am hurt by the consequences of contrary action?

I think this topic is dead. Guess who has to work Black Friday?
 
Guess who I'm going to spend the day suppressing the urge to throttle? Everyone.

Ah well, probably won't be so bad. There's snow on the ground and a sense of camaraderie between coworkers. I just woke up and the full horror has yet to sink in.
 
Xev said:
Bob:

No, that's a problem someone looking for a lover would face. The lover himself does not face that problem, as he's already found the equal.
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well... use your imagination then.

Not having it in the first place. If a guy is strong and intelligent, I can tell that by engaging him in conversation and observing his reaction to certain situations. But I am really the wrong person to ask for this. I don't think I've ever felt romantic love - for me it is, compassion, identification, fraternal love - and then but once and after months did I feel some odd explosion of emotions which I could call love. That was still fraternal.
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Sometimes you might be wrong about your observations though. In a way its just as much of a game, unless you are really very good at reading people. But I am thinking of a certain literary character, who let her 'pride and prejudice' get the better of her. Then again you have no pride, of course :)

I think this topic is dead. Guess who has to work Black Friday?
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That reminds me, I have to out and buy some things.

Muhahaha

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Ah well, probably won't be so bad. There's snow on the ground and a sense of camaraderie between coworkers. I just woke up and the full horror has yet to sink in.
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Camaraderie only last as long as no one has a gun.

My horror sunk in outside of a Circuit City where I went to get some DVDs. Instead of going in, I came home and did a thinking exercise. You know, the one where you write what you think for a whole minute... Well, I did this one for five minutes. I have some fucked up thoughts. Lesbians--and guns--and sex, oh my!
 
Bob:
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Olani Mikkelson is naked and in my bed....

Sometimes you might be wrong about your observations though. In a way its just as much of a game, unless you are really very good at reading people.
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Yup, true, and that's the neglected part of "what life's all about":
Fucking up.

Coffee:
Camaraderie only last as long as no one has a gun.
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This is true.

My horror sunk in outside of a Circuit City where I went to get some DVDs. Instead of going in, I came home and did a thinking exercise. You know, the one where you write what you think for a whole minute... Well, I did this one for five minutes. I have some fucked up thoughts. Lesbians--and guns--and sex, oh my!
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Have you been peeking at my porn again? I swear Coffee, you're gonna have to stop that, I'll kick your ass.
 
Xev:
Have you been peeking at my porn again? I swear Coffee, you're gonna have to stop that, I'll kick your ass.
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Most of the porn knocked me from my chair. Or maybe I knocked myself out of the chair?
 
Coffee:
It was the force of your ejaculate. You need to masturbate more - here, take a Kleenex.
 
Speaking of the word ejaculation I got to say it in class awhile ago in Poe's Cask of the Montillado.
 
BeyondtimeandSpace:
Well I suppose that all depends upon perspective.

I've written and deleted a large paragraph twice because I can't sum my thoughts the way I want, so I'll leave it at that.
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Damnit, no meat.

Xev:
I think this topic is dead.
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Looks like but no!
(&$(&#(*&$*#&, nooooooooooo.

Just one more and I'm out. Promise. (fuck the world)

I thought of Veblen this 'holiday' weekend- sitting with people I'd rather see mauled that would rather see me mauled I noticed not only competitive emulation of peasants showing off wealth, but the power struggles between family members.
All the comic jives and condescensions and allusions that each member knew would irritate the other, the heated debates over politics and the pleasure I took in making each of them feel like ants and their wondering what the fuck was wrong with me afterwards, the gossip and choosing sides- all these strategies in a small battlefield over turkey.

I was like a little capitalist among capitalists, filling my boredom with legal fun.

One area in which my tendancy to form obsessive interests can be annoying.
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Annoying or not, hate em or like em nothing's as fun as messing with humans.

However…… predictable.
 
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Annoying or not, hate em or like em nothing's as fun as messing with humans.

However…… predictable.
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Even at that, there comes a time where one can meet his or her quota. Either that or the guilt supersedes the pleasure :confused:
 
Oscar:
Even at that, there comes a time where one can meet his or her quota. Either that or the guilt supersedes the pleasure
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How can that be?

I can see how that would be if people were honest- considering that people have sheep tendencies so the world would be boring.
But they decieve or strategerize (Bush word)- which gives it that illusion of the unpredictable.
When's the last time you ever met your quota for defecating?
 
gendanken said:
Oscar:
How can that be?
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C'est simple mon ami: laissez faire, laissez passer.

Don't ask, it's lost its charm :confused:

gendanken said:
I can see how that would be if people were honest- considering that people have sheep tendencies so the world would be boring.
But they decieve or strategerize (Bush word)- which gives it that illusion of the unpredictable.
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awwwe schucks, yew fergawt nucular [/hillbilly]

It goes without saying that not everyone masters the art of deceit, which keeps the "game" interesting.

gendanken said:
When's the last time you ever met your quota for defecating?
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as if I'll defecate forever...? :confused:
 
gendanken:
I thought of Veblen this 'holiday' weekend- sitting with people I'd rather see mauled that would rather see me mauled I noticed not only competitive emulation of peasants showing off wealth, but the power struggles between family members.
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Oh those are always fun. Try a group of abused Catholics getting together for the hols - there you've got my mother's family.
Not that I experienced that rarefied pleasure this year. No, I did when I was fourteen/fifteen - picture the mini-Xev, all in black, all Nine Inch Nails and Spinoza, and a family torn from a dysfunctional Sears catalog.
God that was fun.

Annoying or not, hate em or like em nothing's as fun as messing with humans.
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Like flirting with ugly men, these are the days of our lives.
 
So... does the winner of this thread get to take Xev home? Why is it so popular?

:m:
 
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