Keeping it 100 Percent, Pure Love

From the back to the middle and around again, I can’t help but laugh at the ridiculous semi annual editorals about us crazy snake people and our dating habits. Even if the idea of “hook up culture” was a new phenomenon (Spoiler alert: Hippies. Spoiler alert spoiler alert: The fucking jazz age? See also: Human history) is it really such a terrible idea to road test? The most finite resource we have is time and theres nothing worse than spending time on people who only end up wasting it. And keep in mind not everyone does this, but I hate to see an arguably “different” approach get thrown under the bus like we’re having some sort of renters only, under employed, selfie entrenched bacchanal over here in our market segment.

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Disposable Income and Mortality

Its impolite to talk about money. Likely due to the fact that it makes people with money uncomfortable (oh, the pearl clutching!), and people without money more stressed than they were 5 seconds prior. I promise I’ll try to keep from going on an anti-capitalist rant, but surely there has to be a better way then whatever the fuck is going on. Being that I can only speak as an expert on my own experience, please keep in mind I will only do such. I get that things are, in a general sense, pretty nice for me. THAT BEING SAID.

I’ve been shoehorned into the “millenial” demographic despite knowing how to use a rotary phone, and I’ve been a bit reluctant to admit it, almost like a bearded microbrewer scoffing at the term “hipster” on their vlog. I mean really, we’re all just consumers anyway, no point in taking offense to what kind of data you’ll be targeted to see. I almost envy the current doomed generation, y’all at least saw it coming.

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Ritual of the Habitual

Today is the day I end the hypocrisy of telling Crissy to write in her blog, then neglecting mine. For now, anyway. But this is about more than asserting my self publishing dominance over my attractive friends, I promise.

As is evidenced by the timestamp of my last entry, I am terrible at creating good habits. Literally the worst. I can keep to a weekday schedule at best, but free time is usually surrendered to my whims and what I can only hope isn’t festering mental illness. Some days are better than others, but I usually end up pondering whether my experiences are a symptom, or just what being a human adult is like. But it’s not the type of thing you can just ask someone. Too many intricacies of what makes a person, and god forbid you ask a narcissist what life is supposed to be like, you’ll just get a very boastful oral history of the first time they realized they had shit figured out. I’m incredibly wary of people who claim to have it all figured out.  We all have blind spots, and its better to be aware they exist, in my opinion.

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