I ran into a friend \/ old roommate at the library just now.\u00a0 He greeted me by saying “so, you’re as lame as me for not being on a date Friday night?”\u00a0 He then proceeded to give a very interesting hypothesis as to the meaning of this…<\/p>\n
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Basically, he said “I figured out why I’m never on a date on Friday night.\u00a0 It’s because all I care about is me, and I don’t want to spend the time making other people happy.\u00a0 So I go work out and have fun instead of asking people out.”<\/p>\n
This was interesting, because honestly the thought of hey, it’s Friday night and I don’t have a date<\/em> didn’t cross my mind at all this evening.<\/p>\n It’s an interesting way to think about it–is this why us guys don’t ask girls out on more dates?\u00a0 Because we’re absorbed too much in things directly affecting us?\u00a0 Interesting.<\/p>\n Of course, it’s not like having fun and dating are mutually exclusive.\u00a0 It may often be the case (because, honestly, the dating game really does suck.\u00a0 I hear it’s like that until you get into a relationship), but it doesn’t have to be.\u00a0 Hypothetically, if I find the right girl, it could be very<\/em> fun.\u00a0\u00a0 Perhaps I should conduct a few experiments to try and confirm this hypothesis…<\/p>\n And now that I’m finished being a complete dork, I’m going to spend the next hour on a hot date with my sci fi novel.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I ran into a friend \/ old roommate at the library just now.\u00a0 He greeted me by saying “so, you’re as lame as me for not being on a date Friday night?”\u00a0 He then proceeded to give a very interesting hypothesis as to the meaning of this…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[],"tags":[599],"class_list":["post-142","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-thoughts-reflections","entry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7iXK-2i","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=142"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=142"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=142"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.onelowerlight.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=142"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}