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posted by [personal profile] bethofalltrades at 05:07am on 13/02/2009
It occurs to me that Valentine's Day is coming.

Right after Friday the 13th.

How appropriate.

I wish I could hate Valentine's Day, or love it, or feel anything despite this crushing indifference. I am comfortably disinterested.

I would like to be in love again.

A friend I had not spoken to in some time called, and the first words out of his mouth were, "So, have you gotten kissed yet?" I'd Twittered about the lack of kissing in my life and he was following the developments.

"No," I said. "I'm taking a hiatus from kissing. It's probably for the best. Anyway, I've had dry spells before."

"I hardly think you are old enough to have had dry spells of any consequence," he said.

My friend is good with words.

In some ways I still feel very much like a child and in others... I look at my life and realize it's been almost nine years since I moved out of my mother's house. More than three years since I moved to New York and became totally self-sufficient. I've been out of college almost four years. This is real real life and I'm going to be twenty seven, which, as I told Katrina tonight, means that if I die tomorrow the media will not say I was "tragically young."

I think the kissing will happen when I least expect it. If I am lucky, it will be accompanied by a delicious story that I can share with you, names changed to protect all involved, of course.

I am scattered but it is after 5AM and I have just finished with my work for today.

Life is good.

Happy Friday the 13th.

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posted by [identity profile] at 10:51am on 13/02/2009
happy friday the 13th.
and even though you've got loads of offers for kisses, count mine among them. i would gladly kiss a woman as brilliant and talented and soulful as you.
you are special, pretty lady.
just sayin
posted by [identity profile] at 11:03am on 13/02/2009
I am indifferent as well, although there is a massive abuse of my favorite color (red) during this time.

I may blog about this on the 14th, but feeling alone on Valentine's Day feels no different from feeling alone on the other 364 days of the year.

I think anything before 70 is "tragically young", and anything before 50 is "figuring life out" but that's me.

You know what today is, according to facebook? Free Hug Day (although again, everyday should be Free Hug Day). If you need a free hug, you know where to find me.
posted by [identity profile] at 04:10pm on 13/02/2009
Let's have phone sex.... I mean what?

Don't you find it strange that they call 18 year olds, 19 year olds etc "young women/men" in those tragic deaths? "18 year old woman was tragically..." that just gets to me, because they're still kids, just not in the eye of the law, or the newspaper.
posted by [identity profile] at 06:08pm on 13/02/2009
Totes. I was talking in Indian and British accents yesterday on the phone, so it's bound to be kinky foreignish phone sex.

I just think old/young distinctions are really interesting. And like real life vs. not real life... like when does real life begin? After high school? After college? After kids?

In our lab, the "young adult" subject pool is 18-35, and the "older adult" subject pool is 65-85. It's just sort of arbitrary, but there are distinct differences in the way those two groups react to tasks.

How do we decide -- legally, culturally, psychologically, biologically? Except for the last thing, all of those are defined differently around the world. Biologically, there are certain things that stop growing in the brain (which is how some of the legal definitions are made, our judgement/decision areas should be fully matured), but we're constantly learning and getting new connections because of new experiences.
posted by [identity profile] at 11:56am on 13/02/2009
I think any age before a natural death is 'tragically young'.

I'm also having a kissing dry spell. But mine is probably a good thing as I went through a phase of being a total kissing-slut. And because I couldn't stand to be another hot friend's 'Katy Perry' moment (don't worry, I'm rolling my eyes at my own superfluous pop-culture reference...).

Sorting my head out and looking for something more serious now. Though I miss kissing. Alot.
posted by [identity profile] at 01:46pm on 13/02/2009
I am also very much indifferent, mainly because it's easier to be indifferent than to cope with any of the emotions required with putting effort into thinking about it. I am definitely lacking in the love/kisses/even hugs department of late, so it's easier to just not think about it, and move on, and hope that something - or someone - will magically arrive soon.
posted by [identity profile] at 02:04pm on 13/02/2009
We can just say... Hallmark Holiday. . .

Just mentally block the color red from your vision tomorrow and stay far away from flower shops.

mentally sending hugs and well wishes.

27 is still young... 40 is the new 20 I believe.
posted by [identity profile] at 02:20pm on 13/02/2009
I'm taking a standardized test tomorrow morning. That kind of sucks a lot of the romance out of the day. (I can try and recapture it by thinking of the exotic locales this test might send me, but really, I'm just focused on the test.)

I will be going out to dinner after; hopefully, I'll be in the mood for that.
posted by [identity profile] at 03:12pm on 13/02/2009
It's just a Hallmark holiday, Beth. Who says you have to feel anything about something created on the basis of capitalism? It's a trap, I tell you!

If you're into it, we're having a massive anti-Valentine's Day party/gallery opening/jam session at my house tomorrow night. It should be hella fun and you should see this place in action anyway. It's free if you're with me.
posted by [identity profile] at 03:38pm on 13/02/2009
Come to Florida. Assuming you like ginger gals, I know one who would like to break your spell. There is another lesser known holiday tomorrow. It's Free Hug Day. While I'm mending a broken heart, tomorrow I'll be out on the town with my sign - sharing the love I've got. Happy Free Hug Eve, Beth.
posted by [identity profile] at 04:42pm on 13/02/2009
27 is still way too tragically young to die.
I wish you kisses.
In fact, I am looking through the mirror into your palm and I can see that there is definitively a fair amount of kisses there, waiting for the right moment ot pop-up. They are just taking their own sweet time to do so.
The minxes.
posted by [identity profile] at 04:47pm on 13/02/2009
Considering that at the moment my job is fairly heavily weighted towards convincing people to buy into Valentines Day, you'd think I'd be all over it. But my lady and I have called a truce after an awkward conversation where we each tried to ascertain whether the other would be devastated if we admitted that we thought it was a load of corporate wank. Luckily we were of the same opinion, and tomorrow we will be drinking etc with a load of like minded 'attached', or single friends. Just like any other saturday.

In any case, I'm sure that you'll get your fair share of e-valentines cards, and probably a number of valentines keys thrown into the mix... There'll be people thinking about you tomorrow (whether you're indifferent/oblivious to it or not). :) Have an ace February the 14th...

Oh, and reply to my bloody messages... ;)

posted by [identity profile] at 09:09pm on 13/02/2009
Beth, I hope that you don't just get a kiss. But a kiss that means something with the right person at the right time.

As for tomorrow I like to think of it as tell people I care about day that they rock. My Valentines are people like my two daughters and my best friend. Lots of love and fun without all the corporate crap offered up by Hallmark and other card makers. I'm giving them hugs, because who doesn't want a warm hug from someone you love. ♥

*cyber hug for ya* I hope your Saturday is relaxing.
posted by [identity profile] at 10:44pm on 13/02/2009
I agree with the indifference.

And I'd also like to be in love again.
posted by [identity profile] at 01:17am on 14/02/2009
It is very appropriate. I definitely understand feeling comfortably disinterested. Though I still might post the history of Valentine's day, for educational purposes.

Dry spells aren't very fun, but the drought doesn't last forever. Again, I can understand where you are coming from. My situation is a little different, since I technically have someone but its very complicated. I sort of would rather have a dry spell than complication

Also, I under stand still feeling like a child still. I don't feel like I'm twenty-four. Do you happen to have the same problem of looking much younger than you are? It sort of bugs after a while when people think you're no older than eighteen.

:P I get why for the changing names to protect all involved. I don't even say the guy's name things are complicated with in here.

posted by [identity profile] at 09:27am on 14/02/2009
This has never been a holiday that I ever really thought about. Ok, that is a lie. I LOVED and thought greatly about Valentine's Day when I was very young, in grade school. When there would be a class party and everyone exchanged those little cards. I remember even in the 2nd gradde trying to make sure to match the right card with the right person. The class would making the little mail box for our desks. Having that one person you think is cute open the one card you picked out for them. I remember one year putting "I love you" in the card of my first crush. I think I was in the 5th or 6th grade.

As an adult, I can't remember doing anything for the holiday. Mainly just random gifts one year and then not the next. My last girlfriend and I exchanged silly/joke gifts one or the three years we had together. Since I am honestly not interested in being romantically involved with anyone else right now (or in the for-see-able future) I am in the indifferent camp.

Valentine's Day is just another aspect of the our culture a majority of people do and I don't do. At least not for the for-see-able future.

For you, on the other hand, I wish you lots of kisses!



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