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Sex and the City Boyfriends, Continued!

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Carrie went out with some interesting types. She fucked up big time with that super normal guy, then had to start rooting around in his “secret box” while he was out playing basketball. Big floated in and out while she took her time with certain men. Aiden was just too nice for her. But he was a bit of a bumpkin too. Reluctant to fuck her, Carrie was wondering why he didn’t nail her within the first two weeks of their relationship.

Sex and the City Boyfriends! (Samantha’s Turn)

With Samantha, we heard about “funky spunk” guy, but she was a serial dater, so it didn’t much matter who she got with. I remember the woman artist she was with and the guy with a small dick, but that’s about it. Oh, Richard, and of course Smith. I thought Richard was a dick, and Smith was okay. Younger than everybody, but at least he was nice to Samantha during her cancer battle.

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Sex and the City Boyfriends, Continued!

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Charlotte, the wholesome, seemingly innocent sorority girl, got a serving of “Dirty Talk Guy” and the “White Knight” who left a trail of recently slugged men in his wake. She was probably the most likely to die at the hands of a serial killer. But she skipped the ear plugs and got rid of Sluggo. She ended up with a somewhat nebishy New York lawyer who didn’t seem like her type either. He certainly didn’t fit Charlotte’s type: WASPY New York banker types who graduated from prep schools and expensive colleges.

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Sex and the City Boyfriends, Continued!

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This is for the Sex and the City Fans! We’re Talking SATC boyfriends!

Remember Miranda’s “Catholic Guy”? Her beef was that he always showered after sex. That’s bad?

My one and only boyfriend stood in front of me once and asked me if I smelled bad. I smelled him and told him he seemed okay, but I asked why I was smelling him. He said he couldn’t remember the last time he showered. I told him to take a fucking shower.

So Miranda, does Catholic Guy seem so bad now? Well, dumb question. She hooked up with Steve, who supposedly has decent hygiene but a hefty body count. Steve had that refreshingly “young” vibe about him, but had strangely unrealistic goals for his and Miranda’s relationship. He wanted to have a baby with her, but settled for a puppy. Then they actually had the baby, and considering the writers and their gay bosses, did what we all knew she was going to do and kept the baby. Of course she did! She’s Miranda! She’s Superwoman! What I wonder is why she didn’t go for someone more ambitious, but then love is strange, I guess. We envision people with certain types of people, then we get floored when the drop-dead gorgeous woman ends up with a toad for a husband. Or some tall, skinny guy ends up with a butterball. Or someone with decent manners ends up with someone raised in a barn. Steve had skid-marks, which is disgusting. But that’s what happens when you do your boyfriend’s laundry. Samantha would NEVER have put up with that bullshit.

Next: Talk dirty to me, Charlotte

This is for the Sex and the City Fans! We’re Talking SATC boyfriends!

It’s a long one, but I’m breaking it up into several parts. It will be a thought-provoking week. And huge thanks to the people reading my blog! The numbers have been great (for me, at least!)

I remember the phenomenon of Sex and the City. We must not have had HBO. I shared a hotel room with some friends on a trip and getting excited about watching an episode. And no, I can’t remember what episode it was.

The show seems a bit problematic now, but one of the things that irked me about the show were the boyfriends. The ladies were complaining about them. And I’m thinking, “What the fuck are you complaining about?” Why?

Because the men aren’t all that terrible. The things women were complaining about were minor.

Hear me out. Did the women honestly have to worry about being murdered? No. These days, when women go out, they have to update their friends, especially when dating someone new.

Back then, was it different? It sure seemed like it. Because the women were complaining about stuff that made me roll my eyes.

Next post: Catholic Guy wasn’t that bad, Miranda.

A Bit Late Today…

I’m almost done with grading and I was focusing on that. So hopefully I’ll have better content soon. I didn’t upload before midnight tonight, so it may show up as me skipping a day on my record. Oh well.

I got up to get my meds from the hospital, picked up Spring Festival gifts, then went back to bed and slept. I should not have done that. But it was cold and gloomy, and on my walk tonight I was nearly home when it started to sprinkle

Good timing.

Normally I Like Washing Dishes, But…

In China, kitchens don’t have hot water.

And they don’t sell Dawn Dishwashing Liquid unless you buy it online.

So I feel like unless I have Dawn on hand, my pots and pans are greasy. And not as satisfying to wash, because I know Dawn really works.

And I just washed some dishes now, in freezing cold water.

In other apartments, I’d bring my dishes to the bathroom so I could wash them there.

Sometimes I bring a few items to the bathroom to wash, but sometimes I fill a bowl with hot water and bring it to the kitchen sink.

But it’s a pain.

In other news, I baked cookies tonight. I shouldn’t have done it, but I did.