I have a hunch this is just one of those curious phases in the evolution of a DJ, we'll see what comes to light.

2011 was great on most personal fronts, e.g. career, fitness, finance, but it was a little slow in the dating area. I "only" slept with two women this year, just the once each, in both cases the experience was so bland I didn't have the urge to try and hook up more action with the same girl. Hmm, and there was the matter of a conspicuously hairy a$$hole as well, but I digress.

I dated about seven girls all up this year, I was picky, I no longer have the stomach for "easygoing girl(s) with a great sense of humour who love travelling and spending time with friends and family". I did meet some smarter girls, or perhaps I should just say girls with more formal education. Not what it's cracked up to be! What grates on me most is that these "smart girls" all come from a liberal arts/social science background and they've bought into the entire progressive agenda almost without exception. Boner killing for me at the moment.

Now, the thing is, I'm not looking for a keeper, I'd just like to be able to properly enjoy a girl's company and conversation before I plow her and do likewise with three or four different girls each year . Obviously there's a purely physical act, but on the other hand when I fvck a girl, it's also an affirmation that I like what she's all about, the ultimate stamp of approval. Haha, man, if you guessed it rarely lines up the way I described, you're absolutely correct.

I've read some pretty senior guys around here who suggest that it's probably best just to man up and swallow my intellectual/ideological disgust and get on with the plowing.

I think these guys are right, and I have no doubt I will get over myself, just something I'm moving through at the moment. Regardless, I think I am very much done with bland, boring sexual encounters with bland, boring women. Naturally, that's going to lead to fewer encounters but I'm OK with that.

I think this sort of dispassionate dissatisfaction with women is par for the course and probably right on cue.

What's the deal? Who's going through it? Been through it? What's the next phase I'm likely to shift into?

Remember the good old days (pre-dating profiles) when it was all too easy to convince yourself that the pretty blonde was possessed of all sorts of wonderful personal attributes?

What do you like about Rebecca? Oh, she's smart, funny, generous....The fact that she was none of these things wouldn't become apparent to your poon hungry brain until long after an awkward, embarrassing breakup.

But now, thanks to PoF, OKC, Match, RSVP, they come with huge neon-lit warning signs hanging around their necks called "profiles", and you have to willfully ignore the obvious and inconvenient facts about your latest crush:

She's painfully unfunny.

She's incapable of original thought.

She's misspelled "independent, definite, and intelligent".

Her interests are all too clearly influenced by the latest season of reality TV.

Ah, ignorance was bliss!

TIC

I have to say, I did enjoy dating around a hell lot more when I knew just enough about the Game to successfully date women, but not enough to be tired of their BS.