...got to do with it...

NPR today is talking about love, you can download a podcast of it here.

From the show: "Casual sex is never casual, as it can trigger brain mechanisms you weren't expecting."  You're telling me, sister!

It was actually pretty interesting.  Certainly reinforced my recent thinking that I should plan on a long string of lovers and give up the notion of a life partner. Which seems sensible, given my own fickleness.  However, right now, I would still like to find one that is loyal, monogamously faithful, really into me and gonna be around for a year or two. (Don't worry, next week I'll have given up practicality and be mooning around, romantically hoping for a prince to sweep me off my feet for the rest of my life.)

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I was laying awake last night wondering if one of my recent paramours would surprise me on Valentine's Day.  The answer is no.  I shouldn't even hope.  But it did get me thinking about how much I appreciate grand gestures.  Even when CK not calling had passed the point of acceptable excuse, I knew I'd accept a grand gesture in lieu of a satisfactory reason.  Hell, I might still, how ever at this point he'd have to have my name spelled out over NYC or something. A parade in my honor.  Or something.  Or perhaps I just feel I deserve more gifts than I get.  Not in a greedy, gimee stuff kind of way, but as a general recognition of how awesome I am.