2005-05-10
Today's Topic: Q: What do exercise, drinking binges and having sex with a stranger you just picked up at the bar have in common?
A: They all feel good at the time, but you regret it the morning after. Well, perhaps not the sex, 'cause its always possible that the stranger you picked up could be a really lousy lay.
Out of the three, I honestly think the exercise is the worst to deal with. With the drinking, you don't really have pain the day of unless you fall into something.
The hangover the morning after would, hypothetically, be a bitch to deal with (I've never been hung over, just tired. YAYS!!), but there are ways to prevent getting a hang over, such as drinking water. Plus, you don't have to consume hang-over-inducing amounts of alcohol in order to get a happy fuzzy feeling. You could, theoretically, go out and have a few drinks, have a good time and wake up tired, yet not puking, in the morning.
The sex with a stranger you just picked up at a bar could be good, or it could end up being a complete disaster. For example, we have already mentioned that the person could be a lousy lay. This, my friends, is the least of your worries! You could end up really liking the guy and he ends up being a complete asshole, and then you get hurt in the end. There could be an accident and nine months later you're sitting there with a child and no child support (or, if you're a guy, with child support to pay). Or, infinately worse, you could end up falling in love with the guy and getting married. NO! This really is the worst case scenario!! Seriously!! 'Cause, while you're happy for a few years, after a bit he starts going weird and creepy and always wanting to know where you are, not wanting you to have guy friends and controlling all your money. Then he's sleeping with all your friends and spending all your hard-earned money buying them gifts to get them to shut up about the whole thing. Then, you have one truly passionate yet badly timed affair with his best friend, and the husband walks in on you, goes beserk and murders you both! Then he kills your cat!!
Hm... okay.. so that last scenario was a little far-fetched. Best case scenario, however, is you had mind-blowing sex, the guy respects you in the morning but doesn't get all stalker-obsessive or whiney why-won't-you-spend-time-with-me and you either a) kick him out of bed and part ways amicably or b) decide to become fuck-buddies and have great sex with no strings attached.
Exercise is, by far, the worst of the three options. For, while I mistrust (okay, who are we kidding, hate men), I also hate pain. Sure, exercise feels good while you're doing it, but it's not the euphoric, giddy good of being buzzed and (I assume) good sex. Keep in mind that I am a virgin, therefore anything I say about sex is hypothetical. Exercising gives you a temporary burst of energy, feeling of accomplishment and revitilisation. But you've burned so much calories that you start really craving exactly the types of food that you should be AVOIDING. While, on the one hand, you want to be able to justify it by saying "I've just exercised a lot, I can treat myself", you know deep down inside that binging after exercising is just going to counteract the hard work you've done, and all that exercise would have, esentially, done fuck-all. Plus, it's almost gauranteed that you're gonna feel SOOOOOOOORE the next day, no matter how much you stretch. And it isn't like you can just puke a bit and sleep and the pain goes away... noooo. You could potentially end up being sore for days. So, to recap, only a tiny good feeling, cravings that make it so that all that hard work is for nothing and MUCH PAIN for a few days. Give me booze over exercising ANY DAY!
In case you haven't guessed by now... I actually exercised today. I feel okay... but tomorrow morning, I'll be cursing the day I got a Y membership.
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Current mood: Not bad, thanks for asking. Though I'd hate to be me in the morning. Wait... I will be me. Fuck it all!! >:(
Currently watching: The computer screen.
Currently reading: Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, various Gravitation mangas, Cereluan sins (still).
Currently listening to: The hum of the computer, the movement of the wind outside the window, the cat jumping on the counter. Bloody cat!! >:(
Current Quote: (From Timeline, the movie)
Archeologist: This coming from the boy who used to hate Easter because he had to find the eggs.
His son: That's because you buried the eggs!!
Archeologist: That's besides the point!!
Plus, the guy who played the Archeologist had an awesome accent! Ooh... He's the dude who played Uncle Monty in Lemony Snickett's "A series of unfortunate events". I'm sure I must have him in my closet... either for voice or hugging.
On that note...
A: They all feel good at the time, but you regret it the morning after. Well, perhaps not the sex, 'cause its always possible that the stranger you picked up could be a really lousy lay.
Out of the three, I honestly think the exercise is the worst to deal with. With the drinking, you don't really have pain the day of unless you fall into something.
The hangover the morning after would, hypothetically, be a bitch to deal with (I've never been hung over, just tired. YAYS!!), but there are ways to prevent getting a hang over, such as drinking water. Plus, you don't have to consume hang-over-inducing amounts of alcohol in order to get a happy fuzzy feeling. You could, theoretically, go out and have a few drinks, have a good time and wake up tired, yet not puking, in the morning.
The sex with a stranger you just picked up at a bar could be good, or it could end up being a complete disaster. For example, we have already mentioned that the person could be a lousy lay. This, my friends, is the least of your worries! You could end up really liking the guy and he ends up being a complete asshole, and then you get hurt in the end. There could be an accident and nine months later you're sitting there with a child and no child support (or, if you're a guy, with child support to pay). Or, infinately worse, you could end up falling in love with the guy and getting married. NO! This really is the worst case scenario!! Seriously!! 'Cause, while you're happy for a few years, after a bit he starts going weird and creepy and always wanting to know where you are, not wanting you to have guy friends and controlling all your money. Then he's sleeping with all your friends and spending all your hard-earned money buying them gifts to get them to shut up about the whole thing. Then, you have one truly passionate yet badly timed affair with his best friend, and the husband walks in on you, goes beserk and murders you both! Then he kills your cat!!
Hm... okay.. so that last scenario was a little far-fetched. Best case scenario, however, is you had mind-blowing sex, the guy respects you in the morning but doesn't get all stalker-obsessive or whiney why-won't-you-spend-time-with-me and you either a) kick him out of bed and part ways amicably or b) decide to become fuck-buddies and have great sex with no strings attached.
Exercise is, by far, the worst of the three options. For, while I mistrust (okay, who are we kidding, hate men), I also hate pain. Sure, exercise feels good while you're doing it, but it's not the euphoric, giddy good of being buzzed and (I assume) good sex. Keep in mind that I am a virgin, therefore anything I say about sex is hypothetical. Exercising gives you a temporary burst of energy, feeling of accomplishment and revitilisation. But you've burned so much calories that you start really craving exactly the types of food that you should be AVOIDING. While, on the one hand, you want to be able to justify it by saying "I've just exercised a lot, I can treat myself", you know deep down inside that binging after exercising is just going to counteract the hard work you've done, and all that exercise would have, esentially, done fuck-all. Plus, it's almost gauranteed that you're gonna feel SOOOOOOOORE the next day, no matter how much you stretch. And it isn't like you can just puke a bit and sleep and the pain goes away... noooo. You could potentially end up being sore for days. So, to recap, only a tiny good feeling, cravings that make it so that all that hard work is for nothing and MUCH PAIN for a few days. Give me booze over exercising ANY DAY!
In case you haven't guessed by now... I actually exercised today. I feel okay... but tomorrow morning, I'll be cursing the day I got a Y membership.
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
Current mood: Not bad, thanks for asking. Though I'd hate to be me in the morning. Wait... I will be me. Fuck it all!! >:(
Currently watching: The computer screen.
Currently reading: Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, various Gravitation mangas, Cereluan sins (still).
Currently listening to: The hum of the computer, the movement of the wind outside the window, the cat jumping on the counter. Bloody cat!! >:(
Current Quote: (From Timeline, the movie)
Archeologist: This coming from the boy who used to hate Easter because he had to find the eggs.
His son: That's because you buried the eggs!!
Archeologist: That's besides the point!!
Plus, the guy who played the Archeologist had an awesome accent! Ooh... He's the dude who played Uncle Monty in Lemony Snickett's "A series of unfortunate events". I'm sure I must have him in my closet... either for voice or hugging.
On that note...
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