Some Dating Thoughts (Part I)

Kale's boyfriend is a weirdo. Weird-o. Doesn't help one of the first times I met him he was high off Pepto Bismol running around our sketch rehearsal and screaming the N word.

When they started dating, it was like, "Wait. Wut." And then I went away for summer, and in that time they fell in love. When I came back, it didn't take very long at all to see that they are great together. A clear case of a romantic relationship pulling both parties up toward betterment.

Because of Kale, the bf seems more tender. Like, he's still a nutjob, but now, he's like...a nutjob that someone loves. And that someone will take care of him and his nuttiness. We don't have to worry about it. When he starts screaming about harvesting babies (or whatever) in my improv class, no one is worried, "Oh no. This kid is too strange." We look over at Kale, laughing to herself, and believe there's a sweetness to his extremity.

Here dey is at Shells' birthday dinner. April 2012.

I don't think people need to be in relationships. I don't think we're here to become part of a whole. But much to my chagrin, there is a validity involved. I must admit.

Turning into the Skid

When your car spins out of control on ice, you're supposed to turn into the skid. It's the only way your tires get a grip and can straighten out, but no matter how many times you repeat the sentiment in Driver's Ed, your first (and second...and third...always?) skid, you cut away from the ice as fast as possible, scream as your car 360s before remembering "TURN IN." And then you're fine.

We're supposed to turn gently in to what others' problems are. But it's so difficult. If someone craves attention, for example, refusing to acknowledge them only makes things worse. You must give them positive attention, communicate honestly, and love tenderly. If someone lashes out for lack of confidence it's tempting to dislike him/her. If someone is irresponsible because of stress, we should attempt to relax them to garner better results. But it is just. So. Hard.

Turn into the skid. Turn into the skid. Turn into the skid.