Thursday, November 12, 2009

Lost weekend streaks end quietly; obviously

With a girlfriend that has been keeping me quite occupied, even my time drinking and partying on the weekends has been a stretch. Suffice to say, I enjoy the weekend party and artful half-naked hangover, but without that underlying reason to party and get drunk [spelled out: To get laid by random women], drinking and cavorting with females has lost not only urgency but has been scratched entirely. I prefer [fullstop] hanging out with my girlfriend over this or that party. Yes, seems incredible and perhaps a bit unbelievable, yet my partying has certainly taken a nose dive.

This brings up a bigger point which I am willing to discuss. Does having a girlfriend limit your time "going out?" I, for one, know that my time on the night has been curtailed, albeit voluntarily, for sake of spending the quality time with the lady. But nonetheless, in reality and actuality, I have less desire to go out with the old boys like I have in past. The basis for going out, traditionally, has been to meet and greet women by which I mean to an end: Hooking up. Without that end game as an option (again voluntary), going out loses luster fast. Decidedly, fast. Is this a maturation process, or in reality just being whipped?

Funny, I was always on the other side of this one, either gaming the ladies with no attachment or at least playing a small hand on any given night with the long leash of a long distance relationship. Either way, I was going out without being mindful of others. Odd that I am on the other side of the spectrum now.