I should have seen this coming. The first paragraph of my post entitled "Roll them Bones" has resulted in a variety of comments ranging from a gentle scolding about my choices of words to a Flash of a naked man dancing (think about what you're about to do for a good couple seconds before actually clicking that link). All I can say is that there's no reason to read too much into that paragraph. I mean, seriously; we haven't even made out.
But that got me thinking. I probably would be going through exactly the same things if I actually were trying to date some girl that I didn't work with (or, in the case of college, live with). Becoming friends with people I'm not around frequently is even harder than making friends with people I see a lot. In fact, that's the sort of thing that kind of doesn't happen at all for me. If it's someone I'm around a lot, I can usually do a decent job of figuring them out... I have plenty of data to work with. If it's someone I see infrequently, I've got to interpolate a lot, which kinda makes me crazy. It doesn't happen automatically for me... I've got to analyze everything I can and calculate how to respond and what to say and do. Maybe that's another personality defect I've been blessed with.
Having never dated anyone, I can't imagine the process being all that different than trying to befriend someone... disorienting and awkward. I kind of see dating as having to start with friendship for me. Everyone always says that you can't date a friend, and if that's true for me too, then I'll be single forever. But there's no way I could live with someone if she wasn't the type of person who would have still been my friend if we never dated. It just couldn't happen. Of course, this is kind of like me making a broad statement of fact about cliff-diving or parenting or airplane maintenance, but I feel strangely certain about this. People who are my good friends have to be smart, funny, and able to put up with my sarcasm, cynicism, and weirdness. It would be impossible for any romantic relationship with me on one end to work if the other end didn't meet those criteria. I don't want to spend my life with someone like that.
Apparently today is verbosity day. (When isn't it verbosity day for me?) Is anyone sorry they begged me to post more frequently yet?