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I am not any one of my friends. I am me. A completely seperate person.

If you meet one of them and you meet me, and you're really interested in them, but you think it's not mutual, don't flirt with me.

If you meet me first and then you meet one of them and you realize you're more into them, don't continue to act interested in me just because you think it's somehow the socially correct thing to do.

Don't sit around and tell me how hot one of my friends' girlfriends is when we're on a date. Don't tell me about how she's more your "type" and then expect me to keep going on dates with you. (Also, don't say you'll go out somewhere with me, and then take your other girlfriend there instead.)

I am not a particularly jealous person, even though I joke about being jealous often. But I am not interchangeable.

Just for future reference. No, nothing I'm particularly upset about either. It's just come up multiple times now in regards to poly relationships. Maybe that's part of the nature of the beast, this sort of interchangeability. Love the one you're with and all that jazz. Or maybe I'm just being overly sensitive about something that's not even the reality of any of those situations. Still thought it was worth noting.


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Aug. 29th, 2010 08:59 pm (UTC)
There's love-the-one-you're-with, and then there's being socially daft. Talking about the hotness/type suitability of another person while on a date with someone else seems pretty thoughtless to me.
Aug. 29th, 2010 11:21 pm (UTC)
But it's true, she is absolutely adorable. ;)
Aug. 29th, 2010 10:35 pm (UTC)

Since I still haven't figured out platonic (NOT Platonic ;) ) touch yet, those are kind of awkward hugs where my arms are sort of loose and I'm trying to figure out how to deal with the fact that I'm pretty sure your head is a lot closer to my boobs than I'm used to, and I would have to figure that out. Yeah, don't you feel soothed now?

Aug. 29th, 2010 11:19 pm (UTC)

But really, it's less about "I'm bummed about this" and more "Really, folks?!" So the hugs are, of course, quite welcome (and I know you really just want my face smashed in your cleavage*) but I'm mostly just kinda bemused by the repetition of similar circumstances.

Especially because in all three of these cases, Cheyenne was that other chick. Except the parenthetical bit about the date. That was Brian's other girlfriend-at-the-time, who I met once or twice and whose name completely escapes me.

So maybe it's just that Cheyenne and I are interchangeable?

*Or not. It's cool either way. :)
Aug. 30th, 2010 07:34 pm (UTC)
mmm, I would totally take your face smashed into my cleavageBu, what little of it exists. But seriously, I now have a massive FriendCrush on you, and Nick, and even Maddy and Sophie :). So, I don't think you're interchangeable. Thanks for Saturday.
Aug. 30th, 2010 04:46 pm (UTC)
How the hell is this supposed to work out for the guy?

"Oh, Chey? She's TOTALLY into spineless jellyfish who don't have the guts to approach her and would rather just waste her friend's time. Let me give you her number!"
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