Research and (Sexual) Development

I found myself watching the first episode of Sex and the City again. It's a really good introduction into the world of relationships in Manhattan as well all over. It made think I should blog about the relationships in Miami. The landscape of relationships haven't changed much since the end of Sex and the City last aired but I think it's one of those topics that never go out of style. We all make and end new friendships, connections (both physical and emotional) constantly.

I wondered: "What has made dating in Miami so fragmented?" I know a lot of really good people who are single and lot of people who should be single yet are trapped in these abusive relationships. I met a girl today who offered an interesting quote from a Spaniard(Genuinely from Spain). He said that we Americans dance like we're having sex, but the Spaniards actually go home and have sex. I think it's true. Miami is sort of this cesspool where people come to be morally ambiguous. You make out with someone one day, and then ignore them the next. It's sort of this ridiculous rule book that when you don't know...when you find out or see it in action you think you're on an episode of S&tC. The behavior is a far cry from the ideals we all learned( Or should have learned.)

What you have to understand is that this generation is a new wave of things both good and bad. I guess we'll go on this journey and navigate it together.

xoxo
Dr. Valentine.

Holy Shitfaced Batman

So this weekend was jam packed weekend of events and adventures. First up was Friday at Sam's place "By Whole Foods." where I met Kate Todd, who is by the way, fabulous beyond comparison. She's like Karen Walker(From Will & Grace) in a shorter, blonde package. She was ridiculously hilarious and Sam will have to invite her in town more often. I met a lot of interesting people and I could go over all of them. But I am gonna give you the readers digest. Sam has a nice place and a nice group of friends, most of whom I met drunk and if they see me, again, hopefully they had enough to drink to forget me. I ended up staying at a friends and had to do the walk of shame the next day when I got home...wearing the same clothes I wore to go out that night. For shame. I've decided...I really can't be responsible...in the sense of going to bed early, getting up and reading and coffee and all that nonsense...until I'm like 28...I'm on a plan. Besides, I'm a night owl. I do all my best thinking when the sun goes down. That doesn't include when I drink. The rules are you don't drive drunk! Ever. Because it's not as cool as Paris Hilton makes it seem. But other than that...if it's not unreasonably illegal go bananas. Because when you're Thirty-something and are locked into you responsibilities....you're gonna wonder, should I have had more fun when I was in my early twenties and had the world at my feet? And if you go and try to party at thirty, the way you did at twenty, you will lose. Just about every time.

Saturday My Deedee turned 16 so her mom threw this little shindig that was pretty fun. Her friends did the Soulja Boy dance. It was Hood-a-licious. We went to Nick's place before going to D-Tek! It was a fun little social soiree. His place is something out of H&G or something. It was the right color with the right furniture. It was really swanky. It was our last night with Kate before she went back to school. We tired her out I believe. Because she went home early. Anyway, Andrew Stiles( (Whose name I have to say completely, even when I speak to him.) informed me of some imported slang from DC. Everyone has to start using Totes Perf (Which is Totally Perfect.) and Dag. The use of Totes Perf should be obvious. But Dag, is a little harder. In the dictionary it is conventionally used as : an unfashionable or socially conservative person. But in the context of Saturday night it was just used to describe a less than desirable situation or state of being. "No popcorn for the movie? That's so dag." "Oh these polos aren't on sale? Dag. The fabric looks cheap anyway." I suppose you could replace F&*@ with Dag...if you are trying to clean up your vocabulary. Anyway that's it for now. I know it wasn't as exciting as you'd hoped. I would try to be more candid...but you're not ready for it. Lol. I keep all my really juicy stories for in person.

Back to work tomorrow! Last week was the real first week back, but I am hoping this week will be a more normal version of the first week back. One of my Bosses comes back TUESDAY! FInally. I haven't seen her for like a month, and I miss her. And another boss had a baby and I haven't seen her for multiple months. In March our little English Dept should normalize. Thanks for Peter's help we've got a few things done.

Don't worry your pretty little head's My Grey's Anatomy Post is coming soon. This season and the strike just threw me all off.

XOXO (Gossip Girl has me doing this. Hopefully I can stop.)

Valentine

Gossip Girl & Friends

So this weeks episode of Gossip Girl was pretty good. Poor S, people thought she went back to her party girl ways. How dare she think could buy a pregnancy test in private? In Manhattan there are no walls, no corner is private. I'm beginning to love the show in a big way. Cruel Intentions used to be my Bible. I just loved the way Kathryn always got what she wanted. But in the end it was to her own detriment. I like the way Blair tried to remain pure, yet she is so obviously flawed. It's kind of skank her sleeping with two guys in one week. But at least they weren't at the same time. But worry not, Paris Hilton has pretty much covered the market on skank socialite behavior. So she can relax, at least until her next scandal.

Later I got to thinking about friendships and the various kinds. I took along hard look at the friendships I had made over the years. The majority of them have been pretty solid. I feel like I can actually gauge the success rate. The friends I had doubts about have shown their true colors and some of them had to be voted off the island. I think I've narrowed down the best kind of friends. Each one plays a significant role in the evolution of me. But, at the top of the list currently are the fiends who challenge me. They make me think and pick my brain. I truly believe I was meant to meet certain people. My existence would just not be complete. Then there are the ones that feel me and just match unique thought process. I could name names but these people know who they are. Anyway I am on my phone. I will add more and tweak later.

XOXO

Valentine