Next Up on the D-I-C (K)

Forgive me for the crude title. The price you pay for my desire to be clever. But yeah...me and FickleFlower are no longer together. We decided that it wasn't our time; we're at two different points in our lives. I probably will always love her, but our last attempt took place in the midst of a pending epiphany -- a heightened sense of carnal awareness, if you will. This revelation has begged the question, "Who's next up on the D-I-C?" Get on the mic and rock the symphony.

I'm not looking to become a man-whore, just to sow my oats a bit. Unfortunately, this goes against who I am in two ways: (1) I am generally not down for casual fornication from a moral standpoint and (2) I am pretty lazy from a social standpoint to put in the work required to reap such dividends...

Yo this is mad schizoid, but I'm watching this movie called The Girl Next Door that's making me rethink this whole sow my oats thing. It's about this cat who is dating his next door neighbor who he is really smitten with. Everything is going fine until she finds out she's a former porn star. He then treats her like a cheap date who has no worth but sex. She, of course, is really hurt because she really likes him. It got me thinking, "Doesn't every woman deserve to be treated like she is worth more than the sum of her private parts?"
Though, of course, I'd always be honest, I'm not sure if I would feel right knowing that sex was the motivating force behind my encounters with women. Even if she was perfectly comfortable having a physical relationship, I can't help but think that I am cheating her, and myself, of something much greater, something that she deserves. As this guy in the movie asks, "Is the juice worth the squeeze?" More on this moral dilemma to come...


"And you can still like her with your penis inside her"
- Eli from The Girl Next Door

"Now I think moral fiber is finding that one thing you really care about... and when you find her, you fight for her."
- Matthew from The Girl Next Door