Sunday, February 8, 2009

Women love jerks

Bobbi and I went to see the movie "He's Just Not That Into You" today. Saw the matinee cuz we're econo-wise. Six bucks for a movie these days! And don't get me started on the price of the soda and popcorn. My date shared her popcorn, because she's sweet.

When the book came out, I was already onto men and their tricks and was shacking up with someone, so I didn't feel it was necessary to read it. It should've been published 10 years ago. That's when I really needed it. Not that I would've paid any attention had I read it. As Alanis would say "I used to be attracted to boys who would lie to me, and you were plenty self-destructive for my taste at the time...I used to say 'the more tragic the better'."

Of course I saw myself in one of the characters more than the others. I was the guy who had feelings for the girl that only wanted him when she was in need of feeling better. That girl was played by Scarlett Johansen. All I could think when I watched her was "She's so hot. I want her curves. And lips. And hair. I wonder what size she is? Not as thin as Jennifer Aniston. Are Jennifer and John Mayer really together, and possibly engaged? They broke up, dude. He's odd. What are the odds of couples lasting when they get back together after a break up? Jennifer always plays herself in her film roles. Always the same character. As Alex said once, "I know. That's why I like her. She'd be a great friend." I wonder if Scarlett met Ryan Reynolds (her husband) while he was engaged to Alanis Morrisette?" Yes, I was having this conversation while watching the movie. It IS scary inside my head. I KNOW.

The storyline was true to life. We justify things to make ourselves and friends feel better. We read into things and analyze them and relive the tiniest details just so we can keep the feelings and adrenline alive. We crave the drama. Isn't drama better than sitting at home, in your pj's, ill from ice cream and bbq pork ribs, blogging on your laptop? With cats??


b said...

So, I did a little bit of research for you - ScarJo is apparently a size 8 (however it is the internet and they referred to Jennifer Aniston to be a size 8 as well - so it's really probably in the 4-6 range.)

It was a good movie - I saw myself in a couple of the girls. Always trying to find the good in boys (I mean, what if his grandmother really did die and there is no way for him to call me???) For a long period of time, I was the coulda, shoulda, woulda girl... Boys always realized how great I was after I realized I didn't want them anymore (or they were married.)

I am, as you well know, thrifty. When the book came out, I read the reviews and such to get the cliff-notes version. The only thing I don't think Greg Bahrendt didn't seem to touch on was how I dealt with boys after the break-up. How, you ask? During a relationship I always seemed to dazzle the friends and families/parents and co-workers. There are a few ex's out there that I'm pretty sure have friends/families/coworkers that compare every new girlfriend/wife to me. So, if I happen to meet these new girlfriends/wives in passing, in my mind I am always going "oh my, you have to know that your friends/family/parents are totally wondering WTF????" Is it neurotic? Very much so, but I can deal with that.

Thanks for being such a great date :-)

jillers said...


I am so glad that i am not the only neurotic one in the bunch. I, however, have the "broken wing" theory working in my life. Here, let me fix you, and all will be great...only then they RUN OFF TO BE WITH SOMEONE WHO DIDNT SEE THEM AT THEIR WORST!!!!

And lets not even get on the subject of bad boys.

I, for one, have decided that ice cream and BBQ pork and blogging are a much better use of my time. Screw the drama. Give me Ben & Jerry's.

A Fuss said...

I am so with Jill on that last part. What's with ice cream and BBQ pork? And brownies.

Sarah K said...

it was definitely nice to know that almost all women (and some men) get obsessed when they meet someone (damn the invention of caller id! if i want to call a guy at 15 min intervals until he picks up, that's my prerogative, right?)

MJS said...

Irony: my fortune on this blog post says "tonight is a night for love and affection".

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