A Single Southern Guy in America

November 20, 2003

Erin's Take 2

(Ed. note: In what appears to be a growing trend, we'll add reader/commenter Erin's view on the 'Ask Adam' portion of the Kissing Booth. Below is her take on this week's question. You'll see my comments in the comments section, appropriately. Enjoy!)

Must there be a Quest to find The One?

What? A deep question? Well this is no fun, so I'll try and have fun with it!!

Unlike living in the movie Matrix where life is dependent upon finding the one, living here in reality land is a completely different story. It'll all come in time, it's just how you use that time that makes the difference. If your one mission in life is to find your 'soul mate' and live in eternal bliss together and you let that dictate your actions, you're falling prey to the 'Treadmill' syndrome. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is a technical term. So you're running on this treadmill, you're wasting time, you're losing weight and in general, everything that you gain by running outside is gained running on this treadmill, but the thing is, if you run outside, you get to see more people, flora, fawna, and if you're running by my place, a whole lotta hottieboobalotties. (I need a minute to cool myself down...) It's a way to live life, in search of one thing, but in my opinion not the most fun way.

Anyway, if you are always pondering the possibility of the guy/girl at the end of the bar being your soul mate, you're gonna miss out on the wild flowers of life, meaning of course, sex... and really great relationships... really mostly sex. You don't get that while you're on that treadmill, although I think I may have to try that at some point...

Always remember this too, there may be hills when you run outside, but wouldn't you much rather work hard to get up that hill and feel satisfied by the downhill trot, then to constantly be running on one level?

So that's pretty much how I feel about it being a dungeons and dragons type 'quest.' But I'm not going to say that we aren't all searching in someway or another for that person that will be our 'play' partner for the rest of our lives (both inside and outside of bed... mostly inside). I try to live every day at a time, I enjoy who I am and who I meet. I love seeing each of those interactions grow into friendships and sometimes relationship, and it hurts when they end, but I can promise you one thing, I have absolutely no clue where anything is going EVER. And here's how I see my 'quest' ending: All the sudden one day I'm going to close my eyes next to a boyfriend and wake up in the arms of my soul mate. (Yes, I know, in bed again!) But seriously, I know this because I'm not looking. I simply chose to get off the treadmill and head outside to live life knowing eventually, I'd find him, and that I had a great time along the way.

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Comments

I'll be the first to wade in on this one. Erin says:

...if you run outside, you get to see more people, flora, fawna, and if you're running by my place, a whole lotta hottieboobalotties.

Hmmm....Concidence? I ttthhhiinkk not.
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you're gonna miss out on the wild flowers of life

Now if I remember correctly, I believe I was the first to make this analogy about nature and dating:

You know how bears wade out into a mountain stream and catch a fish for a tasty meal? I feel like a bear that finally ambled over to the edge of the stream and decided to just watch the water rush by for a while and then *KERSPLASH!!* a big ole juicy salmon just leapt right into my lap. And as a bear, I think oh, wow, aren't I lucky!

Posted by: Adam at November 20, 2003 03:30 PM

You two are going to turn me diabetic. I like the way she's so focused on sex.

But the idea of men being boobalotties? Does that mean they're fat and have man-breasts? I'm so confused.

Talk more about Paris. or me. I like it when you talk about me.

Posted by: TheYeti at November 20, 2003 04:20 PM

Dear Yeti,
I could talk about you, but it would probably be about sex... and you.

When I say hottieboobalottie I just mean a tasty morsel of a man, he doesn't have to be the typical womanly fantasy, he just has to make me tingle deep down inside.

As for 'man breasts,' I would like to have bigger breasts then the man I'm dating, but I wouldn't discount the possibility of falling for someone with a little more cushion for the pushin'

As for Adam,

If I were the fish that fell in your lap, would you eat me? Cause that would make you my wild flower baby!!

Posted by: Erin at November 21, 2003 07:49 AM