weBLOG for January 13th, 2004


"Money talks; bullshit runs the marathon."

I was inspired listening to the "Grease" soundtrack yesterday, so I used a line uttered before the big dance-off.

How do you know if someone is right for you? What makes someone a worthy candidate for companionship?

We all have our standards, but what's to say that these are valid points? Is it money? Is it looks? What the fuck is it?

I mean, I'd like to know. I'd like to know if the attributes that I put water to are actually kosher. Does it matter if a woman has a great personality or a fabulous sense of humour? Does it matter if a woman has a fantastic, hispanic ass, or really nice[read: nice, not big] breasts? Does it matter if I look past the extra pounds, or the bad complexion?

Am I just a choad?

And how far can you look past things like no car, bad clothes, and little money? These are the things I REALLY need to know. In this respect, I am a choad. How far can women look past these minor faults of mine? How far can women look past the other, MAJOR, faults that I have?

And, if what I look at is trivial stuff, what should I look for instead?

Believe me, having your brain race at 100 kilometres an hour isn't all it's cracked up to be.

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