Happy Bitter Single Guy’s Day
"On average, workers spent 45 minutes less with their family during workdays in 2005 than they did two decades earlier Add it up and the lost time amounts to 195 hours less with family"
"specifically the fact workers tend increasingly to watch television alone, eat alone and spend less time on meals"
- Edmonton Journal, Feb 14 2007, Page A5
Ha Ha Ha. This makes me laugh.
Happy Heart & Fucking Flower Day.
The very first bitter-single-guy('s) day I participated in was held at my house and attended by the founder (for our group of friends) who was so bitter he was allowed to (a) ditch his girlfriend and (b) come to a singles-only party at my pad (we were forced to tell non-single people, specifically, that they were not invitied). Though all we did was watch movies and generally bitch about those fuckwads that had significant others. Still. Any guy who can ditch his girlfriend/wife/wench/etc on valentine's day to hang out with bitter single guys people has gotta be a good mate.
I say people because there were also bitter women there. Actually, even my future wife was in attendance as we watched He-Man and Starship Troopers (the best movie ever). But we had yet to look longingly at each other and think "jeez, I'd love to fuck your brains out". Which is basically the only requirement. "go forth young man, and fuck lots and lots of chicks. And if they say they 'just wanna be friends', fuck their friend, their mother, their sister and their sister's friends, look them square in the eye and say 'what? I thought we were friends? True friends hook each other up...'"
Good God I hate valentine's day. What a made-up piece of shite.
This rant is, I suppose, the attempt to re-prove my bitterness, and my singlehood. And don't let the fact that I'm married fool you. Eventually my wife and everyone I know will leave me (either by choice or they'll die). If I'm lucky I die before it happens, if not I deal with it.
I'm still single. Forever. Maybe it didn't have to be this way, but I got scarred. I was single for a little too long. Long enough that it'll never, ever, go away. One day I realized "I'm the only one who'll be around for the rest of my life. I'm the only one I can rely on."
And I'm certainly bitter. People nowadays think I'm all jovial and kind. It's mainly true. It's also got a hell of a lot to do with realizing that, fundamentally, life is a choice. Which isn't nearly as cute'n'cuddly as it sounds. (let's try "If I wasn't this happy I'd be dead. ") But if you've known me long enough you know I was bitter. I'm still bitter, just a helluva lot more indifferent. I laugh at all those failed miserable fucks that aren't me. Because I am one too.
Nothing takes the piss better than becoming what you used to hate. Dear God I hate people like me.
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You're born alone, you live alone and you die alone. The only hope is that the other people living alone and dying alone don't treat you too much like dogshit.
Yeah, you can choose to live your life that way. That's a choice just like all the other choices that you make throughout your life.
Personally, I made the decision to open my life to others, despite the fact that I've been burned there before.
It's a shame that your joviality and geniality are a facade to mask the apathy and pain, if this isn't just an attempt to be bitter on bitter single guy's day. If that's the case, then well done, because you sound very bitter.
You just sound like you need a hug, dude.
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Take care!
Well, it's definately an intentional attempt to be bitter. More of a statement of pride, really. a "bitter for life, yo!" tatoo, or something of the like.
All that junk was such a defining part of making me me and that's who I am. But I don't feel like it's a mask. Actually, these days I feel like I don't have a mask at all. What you see is me :)
I like that. It's so much simpler to just be myself. I'm a lot more fun that way :)
Well then, job well-done, because you sounded like a bitter, despondent fuck. Kim and I were going to drop by after Nick's tae kwon do and give you a hug (if it hadn't turned out that you didn't live where you used to live and I didn't know where you lived and it was probably too far to go anyway, and we were almost out of gas and we probably forgot it after Nick's tae kwon do anyway, and besides we had to get the kids home for bed).
On the whole hug note, did you like my fake spam comment? I thought it looked pretty realistic.
You know your not single anymore? Your married. However I agree it's a bullshit holiday because you should show your love every day. Not just on one special day and waste tons of money. I buy flowers every now and then, not just one day.
How much you spending on your wedding, "one-day" man?
Oh. That last one was me.
How was the wedding?