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No Atheists In The Battle Of The Sexes

You want proof that there is an Almighty God and that He/She has one wicked sense of humor?

In the last week I met this really wonderful girl. Very cool, might be something.

Her favorite band? The one she's seen 22 times and seeing for a 23rd tonight?


I think I might hate Sarah Palin a little less than I hate that bunch of bandwagon-jumping (tried to get on the ska wagon in '96, then the rap rock wagon in '97, then the emo wagon in '00) Midwestern jock mouth breathers. Oh sweet Jesus.


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Jul. 12th, 2010 12:20 am (UTC)
I HATE one of Andy's favorite bands. Actually, I hate several of Andy's favorite bands.

Our 3rd anniversary is Tuesday. We live together and we are crazy about each other.

Just sayin' :)

ETA cuz I realize the first comment I posted needed more explanation:

Seriously though, there are a lot of things that would have made me pass my boyfriend over had I been judging him on just superficial things. Things a more cynical me would have considered deal breakers at the time. I hate his favorite band, he was a smoker when we first met, he had a brief affair back in the 90s (before we knew each other) with my nemesis from high school. But for some reason when we met I felt like giving him a chance and I have been thankful every day since then that I did. What I've discovered as we've gotten to know each other better and better is that we are alike in a million ways I can't even quantify, ways I never would have even discovered had I written him off because he had the audacity to like a few things I found distasteful . That's what love is really about, not what you like, but who you are.

Give the girl a chance. :)
Jul. 12th, 2010 05:40 am (UTC)
I totally realize how incredibly superficial and snobbish me feeling like that is. I hear you, and of course you're right. The pros vastly outweigh the cons here so far. In no way would I judge her just based on this, or not give her a chance. I just needed to say it. Or type it, rather.

But you know I'm saying. Dude, 311? Man, c'mon haha. That is some horrible crap right there.
Jul. 12th, 2010 06:58 am (UTC)
You are right, 311 really does suck.

It isn't snobby, it's human nature. You want to be with someone who gets you, and who hopefully doesn't like a bunch of shit that bugs the hell out of you. All I'm saying is that sometimes things you think are dealbreakers don't really matter when you're crazy about somebody.

Good luck.
Jul. 12th, 2010 05:25 pm (UTC)
you've seen High Fidelity, right? At the end, Rob decides he'll make his girlfriend a mix tape full of things *she* likes even though he hates them. That's what it's all about, boyo. If she's awesome, just pretend you can deal with 311.
Jul. 12th, 2010 09:17 pm (UTC)
My wife loves the New Kids on the Block, and I still manage to find her adorable. Suck it up, cupcake.
Aug. 6th, 2010 06:51 pm (UTC)
Atheist's Rebuttal...

You want confirmation that there is no such thing as miracles? Or Coincidences? Destiny? Finally, I have my proof that an "Almighty Spirit" or "Higher Power" (Looking at you, Unitarians) does not exist - I mean, if there were... how could this fathomably occur??

So, in the last couple of months I've started talking to this fucking fantastic guy. Intelligent, witty, musical tastes *almost meet my standards, loves animals...very cool, could really be something.

But his obsession?

Sports. Seriously.

Oh oh, he doesn't just like sports or enjoy them leisurely-- he LOVES them. LOVES. I don't think I even KNOW a guy who likes sports unironically and I certainly have never dated one. I mean, he's not even picky about the sport either - as long as a bunch of monkeys are running around some kind of field/arena/court/pool?(where the hell DOES one play water polo, anyway?)bashing into one another, shouting "ooga booga" while comparing genital size, he'll watch it. And probably enjoy it. This is a college educated man.

So, I've been choking down sports stories aplenty accepting that yes: his family does have season passes to see (Local American Football Team) and yes: he will be shouting about it at length amongst other supporters whilst swilling see-through beer, and yes: I will hear all about it after the fact.
Ugh. I think he's really something.

Sweet Zombie Jesus - there is no God.

(P.S. I've seen 311 28 times Stagger, NOT 23.)

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