Monday, June 20, 2005
email list
Ok, so, I'm Mormon, right? Well, there are subcatagories of Mormon. Like there's a group for kids called Primary, and one for Women called Relief Society, and so on and so forth. Well, when you get to be an adult, if you don't get married right away, you become a "young single adult." Seriously. There's activities and special meeting times and everything. Well, they used to have problems with the really creepy older single guys hitting on the hot 18 year olds, so they made a category called "single adults." Notice the absence of the word "young." It's for people who are Mormon and single between the ages of 30 and dead. They go to church with the regular family type mormons, at least in this area they do, and they have activities at other times. So when I was nearing 30 and saw that all the young single guys were approximately 7-12 years younger than me, I started to look forward to the ability to attend single adult activities so that I could meet people that shared my maturity, single parent status, and interests and so forth. Mostly men. So, I turned 30. I signed up for the emails. I went to my first activity. I found out that just about everyone there was silver haired. If they weren't silver haired, there was a definite reason they were still single. I'm not saying I'm the catch of the day, but I'm not, say, retarded. Literally. And I, well, have teeth rather than blackened stumps were they should be. And I can carry on a conversation and pick up on subtle social situations, like when the person doesn't want to talk to me anymore. Later in the evening, a few eligible prospects showed up, and they also had major flaws. Because the ratio of single women in the church to single men in the church isn't in my favor, they realized they were shooting fish in a barrel. They were pretty much all egotistical ass holes. So, I tried one more activity to be sure, and then retired from the field. I stayed on the email list, however, so I could be up on things. Like, if they sent out an email saying, "we're having a movie night for all 30 something single parents who aren't horrible mutants or deviants," I might think about going. It also helps when people ambush me at church and ask if I'm going to an activity. I can say things like, "No, I can't. It's the night that I'm having my eyeballs removed," instead of having to ask for all the details, listen to the spiel, and then have to think of an excuse on the spot. But the problem is that the emails are not just for the people in this area, it's about ALL the activities for the ENTIRE STATE. And Texas is freakin' huge. I've gotten as many as 14 emails in one day before. It's ridiculous. It's worse than spam, because when I delete spam, I don't get guilt that I'm failing in my Mormonish duties or some crap. It's not even that, it's that the single adult reps are 1) my son's paternal grandmother, and I always feel like I'm disappointing her when I don't go, and 2) this 50-something guy at church who's really nice, but seems to take it so hard that I won't go to his activities. I've come this close to asking them to take me off the list, but I can't seem to go through with it. It sucks, and it's bringing me down. I think deleting my profile from LDSsingles.com will make me feel better. Yay! I'm being proactive!
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Well, if you have to choose a mutant...pick the one with the most money. Having an unlimited budget can do quite a bit for making life more bearable under ANY circumstances. Too bad "more bearable" isn't the same thing as bearable... But, if you don't consider that "moral" or something, then I say expand your search to non-Mormons. Come on, aren't they always talking about fellowshipping? Well, you can't get more fellowshipped than marriage!
So. . .I should start hanging out in bars? Grocery stores? Libraries? It's not like I've been wearing a sign saying, "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" This is why I've given up (see previous blog entries). Of course, now that I've given up, I get asked out. Jared asked me out last night. I told him I wouldn't have sex with him and he said something deep about sometimes looking for what you don't find and you get what you're not looking for or something. I dunno, it was deep at the time.
Who's Jared? Maybe you should try going to Single Adult stuff in different wards. I've heard good thins about the Coppell(?) ones, but I'd have to check and make sure if that't the right ward. *shrug* You could move to a differenet state? Or...something...
I think everyone is missing the point of this blog. I am not upset at the lack of datable men. I have decided that I am not ever going to find some one and I have truely come to terms with this. The point of this post was the fact that I get so much freaking email from them, and I don't know if I should unsubscribe or not. That's why the title is email ist, and not single's activities. I was telling all about the singles activities to provide background so that everyone would understand my quandry about whether or not to unsubscribe from the mailer. I am sorry for the confusion. Jared is a guy I used to work with who is very cute and fun. He's also 10 years younger than me. I'm not that excited, cause it's obviously not going anywhere, but should be fun anyway. I really am not looking for love, people. I really REALLY have given up. I'm happy now. Be happy with me!
sounds like i might actually have a shot in one of these activities. *thinking*
uh. . .what happened to your girlfriend?
We don't believe you. Because the term "given up" indicates bitterness and hopelessness. And since you aren't pining away, nor are you needlessly cruel to those around you (mostly), you obviously HAVEN'T given up on love. So stop trying to convince us of it. Now, if you started going on about how you didn't need a man, and were perfectly happy by yourself, then I might think otherwise. Given up...sheesh.
I haven't given up on love. I love my family. I love babies, especially the future Thaden baby. I love chocolate. But I truely have given up on dating. I am perfectly happy by myself. Since I have come to this understanding that I will most likey never get married I feel like I've been released from all my baggage. If I happen to meet a great guy who wants to get to know me better, I'm not going to slam the door in his face, but I'm not pining away for it either.
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