Random Reflections on 2016

Sorry for all my bait-and-switch posts over the past, like, year. All year I’ve been talking up how amusing some of my encounters have been and how I’d be posting about them, aaaand now we are over halfway through 2017 and still nothing. I promise you the drafts are there and close to being done. But for one final tease – and because I’ve had this basically finished for months (no joke) – here is my annual (see 2014 and 2015) “Random Reflections” post.

Drumroll please…

1) Not having the ability to have feelings towards people leads to way more one night stands than prolonged hookups.

I kinda slept with a ton of people in 2016.  I’m completely fine with that, but considering the volume, I would have expected to have a lot more good sex. Now, in the defense of everyone, sometimes it takes more than just one go at it to have it be more mind-blowing. But, um. Do you know me? Right, I don’t have the willpower to continue anything with people I’m not into. If I’m actually into the person, then I’m way more willing to continue to hop in bed with him even if the first few attempts were less than satisfactory. But again, do you know me? I rarely like people, so this scenario very rarely plays out.

Take the flip side, though: if I’m not into someone but he was attractive enough that I slept with him and he rocked my body that first time, then, well, I won’t put up much of a fight to doing it again. I just will make it very clear it’s nothing more than a hookup because I will refuse to meet him anywhere except an apartment with a bed. If I’m just in it for the sex, then I don’t need to have drinks and try to force conversation with the guy; it’ll only ruin the mood for me. He just needs to tear my clothes off and keep doing his thing and that scenario will have me seeing him for more than a one night stand.


2) If you’re going to have one night stands, then might as well make the story good.

The best way to make a one night stand into a “good” story to tell later is for it to be just completely mind blowing sex. But lol. Rarely does that happen. Therefore, might as well make the story of what happened interesting, right?

I didn’t go into any of my one nighters with the expectation that they would be as, er, storytelling-worthy, but I definitely came out of 2016 with a hearty handful of them. I’ve mentioned a few of these as “posts to come” here, but looking back at my list of the year (yes, I have a list, whatever), there were quite a few interesting/unexplainable/bizarre/hot hookups that sadly may never make it to this blog for the sake of time and explicit content. Eh, there were also some that were just bad/mediocre and nothing else interesting about them, but I’d assume that’s to be expected.

3) Apparently I’m not picky about probably the only things I really should be picky about.

I just talked about how I had a lot of one nighters. Well, throughout pretty much the entire year, there was also one consistent guy. No, it wasn’t No Strings Attached guy – I actually only got with him one time in 2016; it was someone I haven’t made any mention of yet. I’m not going to get into the specifics of who it was for several reasons (who knows, maybe someday I’ll spill more beans about it), but my feelings were involved very early on.

Yep. And in the years since my last relationship (holy shit, it’s already been 6 full years?!), I can definitely say this is the most I’ve liked a guy since then.

Granted, the only two other guys who have pulled real feelings from me have been a guy who ditched me for someone else after just two months (update: they are getting married #goodluckchuck) and the guy from right after college who reappeared for a hot second two years later. So like, not much to compare this guy to. But there were real feelings involved, butterflies, insane attraction, you name it.

Now you’re probably asking yourself, “If Picky hooked up with him all year, then everything must have been practically perfect.” Yeah, you’d think so, right?! As far as looks go, he definitely meets my picky criteria. Personality-wise, I’m really close with him, he’s absolutely awesome, and I never get sick of hanging out with him. And the sex: obviously that’s been good, otherwise this over a year and a half long hooking up thing probably wouldn’t continue to be going on nearly as long.

So… what else should I have been picky about? I mean, over the last 6 years, those have really been the only areas on which I’ve gotten far enough along to lay any judgement. Ha. Well. Apparently I let the most important things go by the wayside, such as how he treats me and whether or not he wants the same things with me as I want with him. You know, like the most basic pieces of a relationship.

The thing is, he doesn’t treat me badly at all; he just doesn’t treat me with any romantic affection, especially with others around. And that’s because he doesn’t want a relationship with me (or anyone, he claims).

I know, I know. You don’t need to tell me. Why in the world have I been sticking around with someone for so long who doesn’t match up with those most critical things?! I’d say I don’t know, but I do. For one, I’ve never been friends with someone before getting hookups or feelings involved. It definitely throws a wrench into the machine. I don’t want to remove him from my life altogether because of the friends aspect, he meets all other seemingly impossible (albeit shallow) criteria, and we both are attracted to each other and enjoy hooking up with one another. This recipe has never been presented to me before ever. I’m not going to get into it too much right now (sorry), but it’s resulted in a repeating cycle of pure happiness, frustration, heartbreak, and excitement.

You’re hot. I’m hot. This whole thing is hot. Let’s keep this goooooing!

Consistent sex? LOVE IT.

Uh… that was annoying. But whatever. It’s cool.

It’s just like. Idk.

Oh boy. I’m starting to not like this.

Noooo I hate feelings….

I’m like. Sad.

Poor poor me.

Boyyyy what you doing ain’t cool.

But like meh. I’m a cool girl. I’m past it.

Is that a gun in your pocket or you just happy to see me?

Uh huh. That’s right. You want me.

Cuz I like totally want you too so let’s keep this goooooing.

And around and around we go. Sounds super fun, huh? Blah. Well, we are still hooking up (just a few months shy of two years) so perhaps you’ll hear more about it as time goes on. It is 110% certain that a committed relationship won’t be happening, but as long as the happiness outweighs the negative feelings then I suppose I’ll keep staying the course.

Aaaaand that’s a wrap.  Hope you all missed me. Cuz I’m back.

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Most Memorable Dates of 2016

I’m starting to think that neglecting this blog is garnering the same type of bad karma as ghosting someone, so apologies to ya’ll who still come back here only to have the same disappointment I have as when I lob a clever AF message to a guy on Bumble who never actually responds. So I’m back! And with plenty to share…

lets do this

As I mentioned in my last Dating Chronicles post, I had my first real no strings attached hookup buddy towards the end of 2015. Seeing as that was practically another lifetime ago, I’ll update you now and tell ya that we hooked up once more in 2016, but he did not make this list since that’s just old news now.

The fun news is that there were a handful of dates and a ton of hookups that occurred in 2016 so those who made the list should truly be… proud?  The not-so-fun news is that since there is no chance I’ll have the time to share all of the stories that exist, this is all you are going to get for Picky’s whirlwind of 2016.  But I’m hoping what I do share will at least be amusing enough to kind of make up for lost time.

Soooo… not all of these have actually been written yet – but I promise there have been drafts created for months!  So in the meantime, I’m going to give you a preview of each, and you will have to stay tuned for the full version.

So here we go!

Fifth Place: My Personal Trainer

Looking back, I should’ve known he was into me by how much he enjoyed stretching me.  Sure enough, the second he quit the gym was the second he asked me out.

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Fourth Place: My Uber Driver

Turns out leaving a comment for your Uber driver is a great way to get asked out on a date.

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Third Place: The Dirty-Talking French Lover

He was really into how much I reciprocated the dirty talk.  Until I said no.

that means no

Second Place: My Hawaiian Conquest in the Irish Castle

We started hooking up under the stars and ended in a 600-year-old castle in Ireland.

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First Place: The Guy Who Just Couldn’t Deliver

Honestly, if you are going to talk the talk, then you better be able to walk the walk.

walk the talk

I’m going to try to get these published before the next millennium, but in the meantime I’ll also be publishing another annual Reflections post.  Stay tuned.

Huge Announcement!

engaged

HA!  Completely kidding.  Still single AF.

Don’t worry, though, because this is way more exciting news anyways!  Not only am I finally making more time to finish more posts about some pretty noteworthy dates over the last year, but you all are going to get to enjoy the fantastically amusing dating life of my girl… well, let’s just call her Perpetually Picky.

And guess what?  The announcements don’t stop there!  Up until now I’ve purposefully been very vague about where I live, but today I break that silence!  You see, I’m originally from Chicago but have been living in Boston since college.  Perpetual, on the other hand, is originally from Boston but recently moved to Chicago.  You can go ahead and compare and contrast the cities all you want, but one thing is for certain: Dating Problems are not bound to a certain region.

So buckle up, kids!  You’re in for a treat.

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