Sex and the single coot

A recent discussion among my co-workers regarding my bachelorhood sort of got me to thinking about my solitary life and how I feel about dating, relationships, whatnot.

I haven't had anyone who could be considered a girlfriend in something like 15 years. I've had a few hookups but nothing serious. Really, after all this time, I'm not sure I want anything serious.

It'd be nice to have a hot babe I can call on to hookup every now and then--friends with priviledges, I guess you could call it--but I'm not sure how I would handle anything more serious than that. The thought is . . . weird for me. The thought of having to account for my whereabouts to someone, to have to include someone in my planning for the future, to have to convince someone of the wisdom of, say, buying another new guitar . . . it could get ugly.

Still, if the right one came along . . . I doubt it'll happen now, though. If it was gonna happen it would have already.

So, I'll spend my days and nights doing what I want, when I want. Yeah, I'm wild and crazy--when I'm not at work I'm at home watching TV or something, usually. I do have m hobbies but those involve me doing things at home, too. So I'm not big on going out anymore.

Anyways, that's how I feel about it.