Soon, I will be a mature woman of 30, and as an early birthday present to myself, I’ve decided to stop talking, at least on a daily basis, to men with whom I was once romantically involved. Historically, I stay pals with most of my formers, but lately this practice has become unhealthy. Mostly because my formers are now dating, in many cases, women I used to babysit.
A short time ago, I was discussing this situation with a former boyfriend. He was 34, and his latest love was 19.
“What is it?” I asked him. “I mean, I find it hard to believe that women in, say, their mid-20s are that old and decrepit. Why all the teenagers all of sudden? Can’t you afford a Camaro?”
“I think it’s just that it’s easier,” he said. “Women your age are so serious.”
“Because they want to get married, or because they’re more settled, or what?”
“No, not just that … it’s more than young women are more light-hearted. They’re not so suspicious and bitter.”
I thought about that for a moment. “Well, don’t worry,” I said, finally. “You’ll take care of that.”
Jennie Smash 
\you are brilliant.
— mrs. bunny
Rapier wit, I can only ever think of remarks like that a day or two later
This is why I aspire to be Jennie Smash when I grow up.
This is why I aspire to be Jennie Smash when I grow up.
I decided to do the same thing. The easiest way to accomplish this was to move to another state. LOL
God love ‘ya.
Loves Ya!! If only you lived in Portland….weed be budz! You be speakin my mind girl.
i think, somehow, it works both ways. The guys turn the girls into … something. And the girls turn the guys into … commitment-phobes.
maybe there’s some genetics in there also …
btw, thought I would meet you at your bday thingy, but magician was way too crowded, and my ass hurt.
not that some great “epiph” wwould come of our meeting, but, you know, …just sayin’