A weakness for "crazy" people...
Aug. 9th, 2003 08:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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rubylou and I were discussing our shared (former in her case) weakness for "cute crazy girls"... By this I mean an attraction for women who are brilliant and attractive, but also emotionally damaged to the point of being a little irrational in their perceptions. It certainly makes for excitement, but it also makes for a lot of drama and a lack of stability.
Certainly I'm not interested in someone who is 'vanilla' or 'normal', or at least someone who is satisfied with such. My interests and tastes are at least geeky, if not outright fringe in some cases, so I'm not sure I can develop a communicative, honest relationship with someone based on mutual understanding if they are uncomfortable with my social circle and/or perceptions. I like 'brainy' girls because I like someone who can hold a great conversation, as well as someone with whom I share good physical chemistry.
Yet somehow, this set of criteria seems to self-select for emotionally damaged people. I don't know if the problem is that if you throw 'single and available' into the mix, the likelihood of such damage goes up or if it is something I'm purposefully looking for. I think some level of experience with 'angst' would be helpful in forming a mutual understanding, but I'm clearly not getting the balance right with others or with myself.
Astavalon would say, the primary thing all these experiences have in common is... well me. I hope I don't exude some kind of body language that says "I'm crazy too", but maybe that is the case. I try to be interesting and engaged in living, but I don't like faking a level of joy or happiness I simply don't feel about life. I think my LJ reflects my darker aspect more often than I present it to the world in general, but maybe I am a morose bastard most of the time...
On a semi-related topic, check out the Onion article:
I'm Sorry, But I Only Date Men My Friends Are Afraid Might Kill Me
rubylou and I were discussing our shared (former in her case) weakness for "cute crazy girls"... By this I mean an attraction for women who are brilliant and attractive, but also emotionally damaged to the point of being a little irrational in their perceptions. It certainly makes for excitement, but it also makes for a lot of drama and a lack of stability.Certainly I'm not interested in someone who is 'vanilla' or 'normal', or at least someone who is satisfied with such. My interests and tastes are at least geeky, if not outright fringe in some cases, so I'm not sure I can develop a communicative, honest relationship with someone based on mutual understanding if they are uncomfortable with my social circle and/or perceptions. I like 'brainy' girls because I like someone who can hold a great conversation, as well as someone with whom I share good physical chemistry.
Yet somehow, this set of criteria seems to self-select for emotionally damaged people. I don't know if the problem is that if you throw 'single and available' into the mix, the likelihood of such damage goes up or if it is something I'm purposefully looking for. I think some level of experience with 'angst' would be helpful in forming a mutual understanding, but I'm clearly not getting the balance right with others or with myself.
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tavalon would say, the primary thing all these experiences have in common is... well me. I hope I don't exude some kind of body language that says "I'm crazy too", but maybe that is the case. I try to be interesting and engaged in living, but I don't like faking a level of joy or happiness I simply don't feel about life. I think my LJ reflects my darker aspect more often than I present it to the world in general, but maybe I am a morose bastard most of the time...On a semi-related topic, check out the Onion article:
I'm Sorry, But I Only Date Men My Friends Are Afraid Might Kill Me
