Oh Juice!

Extempore ala Juice
Monday, June 26, 2006

An excerpt from Victoria Routledge's ...And for Starters.

'So?' Jim leaned forward, aware that me he might be getting the first line on some gossip. 'When are you going to do it? Get married?'
Angus brushed his hair back nervously, dwelling, Jim noticed, on his thinning temples. 'If the business works out OK. If I can get the house sorted out. If my parents can stop rowing enough to actually meet her. If I can get her weaned off Led Zepellin before she has to pick music for the wedding. If she'll have me,' he added, almost as an afterthought.
'That is a lot of ifs.'
'Marriage, my friend, is a very iffy thing.'
'Ah but I don't want marriage. I just want some hot sex.'

Some men are JUST boys. It's always the guys who think of sex more than the girls. It seems that when SEX is an open subject between our species of girls, gals and women, it becomes quite taboo. Well FYI girls, TALK ABOUT SEX ALL YOU WANT. It's time for us to get some real education here. That's the only way we'll learn. We are the ones who get impregnated, not the men. It just weirds me out when me and a couple of friends start the subject of sex and some eyebrows just start raising as high as the Eiffel Tower. Gosh. Get over it already.

This post really has nothing to do with the blockquote above doesn't it? LOL. Because when I read that in the book, it made me think that guys are soo open to talk about sexcapades, fooling around here, there and everywhere but when it actually comes to serious heartfelt feelings and relationships, they get all tongue-tied with each other. I don't know, maybe it's the male ego. "We guys don't talk about that, what are girl-friends for?" they say. While we girls tend to have girly sessions talking about guys and our feelings for them, digging that ever deep hole of trying to analyze how a man's brain works, crying our hearts out with constant imprinted questions in our mind like, "WHY IS HE LIKE THAT?" "HOW COULD HE DO THAT TO ME?" "AM I NOT ENOUGH FOR HIM?".

Well I guess we're all just different. Women, men and the in-betweens.
I guess that's what makes the world go round.

*This post is very extemporary. It popped out of nowhere and I just had to let my brain via my fingers make its way around the keyboard. So yeah, don't be weirded out or anything.*

♥ Justine
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