There's this joke about what do lesbians take on a first date? A U-haul! Uhhhh, that shit ain't funny! At least I don't find it funny, not in the least little bit, once I finish this post, I'm going to find that little cartoon thing, so I can get all high-tech and attempt to add it because I'm the world's worst at trying to re-tell a joke. Anywoo, amongst other blog post I've written over the weekend in my mind, this one has stuck out the most and bothered me because I'm a woman and a lesbian and gosh darn I know quite a few needy-ass women whom I wish would stop the madness! (OK, I didn't find a cartoon, but I did get the gist of this joke thing, here it goes:
Q: What does a lesbian bring on a second date?
A: A U-Haul.
Either way, I still don't find it funny.)
WHY, is it that lesbian women feel the need to live with their partner????? I thought about it, hetrosexual women don't do this. On the first date, they don't immediately cling to the guy and want to move in with homeboy not unless there's a little imbalance going on, but you know what I mean, normally it doesn't happen.
I wonder why lesbians moreso femmes cling onto butches and studs and are quick to move in with them. Are they looking for women to "take care of them" that's not an idea that not too far fetched, as I've seen that all too many times before. I've seen a lot of butch/stud women used by femme women who were gay for the stay just to get all they get, which is sad and wrong not to mention very dangerous! Then if that's the case, why do these women welcome these femmes into their homes with opened arms?????
I asked a woman who had several failed relationships, why she stayed in those relationships, knowing that they were bad, knowing that things weren't getting better, just for the sake of having a warm body laying beside her? WHY?????? Maybe my ass is slow as hell! I don't know?!?!? Because my philosophy is just because you're in a relationship doesn't not mean you have to live with your partner, point blank-end of story. I have learned that I need my own space, not because I want to cheat, but because I need my own damn space because sometimes I am moody as hell and evil and I need my quiet time and if I don't get my quiet time, my me time all hell can and will break loose, all I'm doing in my down time is sitting there with no lights on, tv is off, candles lit, a glass of wine (ok, bottle, whatever!), but me and no noise all night. I had a mate who could not comprehend that for nothing in this world, she figured, I'm in the room, not bothering you, that should be ok, I only come out to get something to drink, or to let the dog out or blah, blah blah blah.....see how you just blanked out, that's how I would blank out because she just didn't get it, so fuck it! That's when I knew amongst other things that I COULD NOT LIVE WITH MY MATE, END OF DISCUSSION ONLY JESUS COULD CHANGE MY MIND!
Anyway, back to the topic at hand, instead of trying to move in with woman why not try to get to know this woman and form a nice foundation (the basis or groundwork of anything) which could possibly lead up to a good friendship and then see where things could go from there. What's so wrong with this path? Now, please understand, I know that all relationships don't take that route but most should. I don't profess to be an expert, but if what you've done in the past has not worked perhaps you should change what you're doing and that should yield different results. This year, let's slow it down and take our time and get to know that potential mate, there's no rush. It might sound corny, but say it with me: "I'm worth the wait, if you really want to really get to know the real me, I'm worth the wait!"
Seriously, what's the rush???? And yes, I do believe in love at first sight. But, we can't get love and lust confused. And I don't think it's good to give up our peace of mind or move in the first chick we click with just so we won't be lonely and call it love or a relationship. We are so smarter than this! Oh, FYI, I didn't make a resolution to stop cursing, because anyone that knows me, knows I don't cuss in real life, well, not this much! For some odd reason when I start blogging, I have this strong desire to use foul language. I even do it when I'm mental conversing. What's up with that????
Until next time, keep laughing, loving, living and learning,
UGLYFirst
