I know I said I would maintain a blog, but the truth is that I got a little distracted. Most of you who know me well know that, in spite of it not always being the best idea, when I'm in a romantic relationship, maintaining it takes up most of my positive, creative energy. I guess I'm just not so great at multi-tasking. The thing is that having positive and well-maintained interpersonal relationships makes me happier than anything else (and, frankly, I'm not even very good at that). For some people it's golf, or horses, or fishing, or travel, but for me it's people. I guess you could say that my hobby is love....
Tonight I was sitting around, not sleeping, filled with a strong sense of emotional discomfort and dread. Sick-to-my-stomach dread. The kind that's unshakable. So, I thought I would write about something that I have realized before, but has fully ingrained itself in my mind of late.
Men are WAY more complicated than the world at large makes them out to be, and not always in a bad way. I've noticed that media in general (though, advice columns are the worst culprit here, and so that's pretty much what I'm attacking) tend to paint men as these simple creatures who live to watch "The Big Game" and bang females and...well, that's it! Uh...but people! They're human beings! This means that they can have a WIDE range of varying interests that have nothing to do with sports (though, most people probably include sex in their interests). So, where are the advice columns for girls dating geologists? Or musicians? Or programmers? Or linguists? Or dancers? Or puppet enthusiasts? Seriously though, it's like someone who spends all their time and energy doing something like playing video games is an addict and a geek. But someone who compulsively watches every single Red Sox game of the season is engaging in healthy male behavior and should be rewarded with acceptance. Not cool. I'll tell you something, if men REALLY were as simple as they're made out to be, I wouldn't have relationship problems. I would also be totally bored out of my mind (this could also be because I like smart people). Men are just as weird, and insane, and complicated, and messed up as women are, just in different ways. I don't understand them. They drive me insane. Sometimes I even hate them all. And that's what keeps it all interesting. So, please, World, GIVE THEM MORE CREDIT!
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