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The busiest man on the planet who does nothing is back with another twisted adventure into the mind of a cynic. I think I saw someone post about this topic a while ago. I saved one line in my phone and I can’t find the source at all. So bear with me, my integrity as a journalist is at stake here!
Also, I think this blog has been labeled as a “Dating Advice Column” but I would like to stress that I merely like to write about marital relationships because I find them interesting. I also would like this blog to be about all sorts of relationships. This post leans more towards relationships in general, not just the sexy kind.
More after the jump.
Speaking of hooking up, where has she been my whole life?
Okay, I’m back to reading the Elite Daily because I hate my life and I see these things from my friends. This article is entitled “The Hook Up Culture Only Exists because this Generation has Never Fallen in Love.” I would say that the article is written by a man, but that sounds like I’m implying that this isn’t a complete abortion of opinions. Not even like a good abortion done by professionals. Like a messy one done with a vacuum bought at Target performed by an abortion survivor.
He starts by breaking a relationship down to the simplest form a man could understand. Friendship and sex. Okay, his emotional capacity is that of a Justin Timberlake movie. He better start making sense or I’m going to start turning into a verbal assassinating ninja vampire.
More after the jump
in nomeni patri et fili spiritus sancti
It’s that time again. Yesterday, some of you were walking around with ash on your head to celebrate the life of Jesus. For others, this is a time for you to judge the stupid who get their pores clogged by some old man in goofy pajamas.
I like the time of Lent. It’s like a second shot at your New Year’s Resolution. I don’t usually make New Year’s Resolutions or follow Lent. I think they are both reasons to be an asshole the rest of the year. Or a good excuse to be let down. Religion shouldn’t be a failsafe to being a jerk off. You can’t stop cursing and eating meat on Fridays for 6 weeks and go to heaven. I won’t believe that nonsense.
The cat made me laugh
The idea of marriage is becoming a silly superstition. There is this thing called “Polyamory” that people are thinking is an awesome idea. Ugh. I don’t even want to get into that. I’ll cover that in more depth in the near future after some thorough research and soul-searching. This article came to my attention and I took the spelling errors with a grain of salt and a few Amoxicillin because I thought it was cute. Here is a list of girls that will never marry.
Let me preface this article by saying, to their credit (what little they have), these girls seem unconcerned with marriage. What I’m going to do is speak on the woman than find her a potential mate. I’m not about judging people (publicly); my goal is to try to help people make connections!
I already know I’m going to mail this one in…
I found yet another list on the internet from our friends at The Thought Catalog. Someone found it interesting enough to repost onto Facebook and thus it ends up on my blog. Here are 24 Rules For Being a Gentleman.
Beware, this is from a lady writer, so take her advice with a grain of salt. Why would I preface the article like that? Simply because a lady can’t tell a man how to be a man and a man can’t tell a woman how to be a woman. It just does not work. So I will break down her list and see where it takes us. Hopefully there are less typos than the first paragraph of her explaining why we should go back to Paul Newman times.
Since the invention of Internet Dating, I have basically tried every site ever. I don’t feel like explaining myself but I was being a tad hyperbolic. I’m going to review a bunch of different sites on what worked, what was creepy, what was shitty and etc.
That wasn’t much of an introduction but I think it made my point.
House of Pain- JUMP around.
Let’s get deep.
I was talking about past relationships with a girl who is much more profound than she gives herself credit for. We were talking of heartbreak and love lost and all the deep stuff that I like thinking about. I spend way too much time thinking about male/female dynamics. Another friend let me know that it will eventually make me crazy and she is right. It can make one crazy and maybe that was why I was experiencing writer’s block during the holidays.
Then I came across an adorable blog that Brad Pitt wrote about Angelina Jolie (Which turned out to be fake, of course). I mean, celebrities can’t be that cute can they? The world’s color became a little duller after I found out that this article was false. Food hasn’t tasted as good since…
Article and debauchery after the jump.