The Not Happy Thread

Dye? The Annie Lennox look is timeless too.

 

It's blueish black now, it's my go-to color when it comes to short hair. Made it slightly better, so now I'm okay to go outside.

 

Don't know if it matters in context or not, but OP's profile identifies as female.

 

I hate myself for being more okay with a 21 year old dating a 16 year old if they're both women... I can't even explain why. Guess I'm a tad sexist of sorts

Still I would never date anyone under the age of 18. To be honest - I wouldn't date anyone under the age of 24, but even when I was the same age as the OP, I wouldn't have gone below 18. Just doesn't feel right to me.

 

Personally (and if I was single), I can't see dating anyone too close to my grown kids' ages. Just seems creepy.

 

That's a good thing. I'm a bit disturbed with all the people my parents age who show interests in me - and even more of them did before I turned 18!

My "age frame" for dating is really small. I'd say 24-30. That's two years younger and four years older. Would make an exception for the cute girl at work if she had happened to be gay.

 

Haha, yeah, I totally dated guys who were 18 at most when I was 17.

Depends on the culture, but at least in mine, where the age of consent is also 16, a 17-year-old dating a 21-year-old is perfectly normal.

(as long as the girl is 17 and the boy is 21... Doesn't work the other way around. Don't ask me why but it's just not a thing)

 

I'm safely married and all, so dating isn't happening, but if it were, I'd have a hard time going more than about five years either side of my age; too many social and cultural touchstones have changed significantly in the time that I've been an adult to relate well with people outside of that. That's not to totally discount the possibility of individuals who could surmount those barriers, but I wouldn't think it likely.

 

Two mornings ago, I had an idea for a nice, semi-romantic short but I was too busy. Still got the idea in my head, but it'll have to wait, as last night Mrs. A and I had...

...not a romantic evening, and I'm in no mood to write something positive at the moment.

 

Oh. That opens up a number of optional discussions. I'll stick with what I posted: Go on the date, hold off on the sex, get to know the person.

 

Which is fairly good advice even if everyone is the same age and legally consenting adults

 

I believe that age matters as much as cultural upbringing, especially when measured via emotional intelligence. I have been dating a women who is 2 years younger than I for the past 5 months and I couldn't be happier about the way we understand each other so far. So until things get bogged down, as they usually do after getting use to eachother and especially if and when the female tries to tame and domesticate the dumb male, both these powerful characters will have to find balance or bust. Only a matter of time before it gets rock n' rollish, I am ready to dance and maybe give up some of my past.

"When two become one, who is the one to become." From some Genesis or Peter Gabriel song I believe, please correct me if you know.

Ofcourse I marvel at the look and feel of a younger partner, it is electrifying, but electrifying can kill you after 50. So having so many similar tastes in music, thought, humour and vision of the world with a partner my age, it sure as shit compensates for younger skin & shape. I can only speak for myself here, but for us born before 1965, we are the last bunch of meatheads at the tail ass end of the boomer demographic, and I can certainly a test to having done my time fully completely when it comes to youth. It was simply amazing growing up back then, everything seemed possible, and it was in every sense of the imagination.

Now if I was dating someone who was half my age (even with the plus 7 thang), I would have to deal with crying and dishing out consolations when she burns the pasta, and frankly, nothing physical and short lived can compensate for having to deal with such insecurity and silly crisis to crisis management for years to come.

Back to my IBM thinkpad to work on my writing, just stopped in to drop my thoughts of late.

 

I believe I've mentioned how poor my dating life has been? Plus, I don't drink and don't like partying or bars. And I am not "looking" at high schools - someone I know offered to set me up with her.

I'm not in this for sex! The only reason I mentioned the age of consent was so that people wouldn't assume (some certainly would) that I might do something illegal.

I sexually identify as a female online, and a male in meatworld. Accommodate me, or you'll be spreading hate speech!

 

Not sure if I've actually offended you or if you're just kidding, but if I have, I apologize.

 

So on the subway today...

Background: You can still buy a ticket for the subway, but most people buy prepaid rechargeable cards. There are "fare adjustment" recharging machines both inside and outside of the turnstiles. The subway isn't a flat fare, longer distances cost more. The cards have an IC chip that you scan at both an entry and exit turnstile, and it shows the available balance at both ends.

So on the subway today, four idiots in a row had insufficient balances on their train passes. Four of them. Each one blindly wandered up to the turnstile and slapped his or her card down, which triggered the "insufficient funds" chime, requiring them to back out of the chute, inconveniencing everyone behind them, then the next fucking idiot did the same damn thing, further backing up the line, then the next and the next. It was going on for fucking ever. How damn hard is it to keep track of how much money you have on your card, or at least, when one or two people have already triggered the damn alarm, think for a moment about what your card read when you came into the system? No, just keep shuffling forward like a cow in a slaughter-chute, which is about where you goddamn deserve to be.

Idiots!

Spoiler

I was idiot #3

 

Somebody said meat world.
JK. I ain't around to break nobodies nothing.

 

One year older than my wife provides me a satisfying head-start on knowledge, wisdom, specifically during timeless rituals of domestic battling. I would not have it otherways. She lacks to her shame a deep recall of pop/cultural matters 1977/78, for example.

Smattering of ABBA trivia might get her hat in the ring, so to speak. However, comprehension re: Kraftwerk, Tubeway Army, Jilted John, Vater Abraham & the Smurfs is all shadowy, not quite memory compared to my own encyclopedic recall. Without blinking even I tend to secure sofa-victory during University Challenge/Pop Master/National Lottery - who wants to be a Millionaire.

Imagine repercussions if I were to lose such encounters? Like 'a world turned upside down' as they said in 1643 [fact-check, please]

I baulk to think if she were a seven year old wife as some posters have suggested, all unrealistic circumstance, I feel.

 

@matwoolf (and I may also ask myself) what are these two latest posts doing on the not happy thread ? Something or other has been partially explained here, and to some extent this should help edify many a condition. Hell, that is happy stuff to me.

 

Too right. Fuck the moosist narrative! Down with rut culture!