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Confessions
of a Serial Flirtist
By Shouryu
It's Wednesday
night. There is an adult beverage in front of me, my girlfriend
next to me, the smell of cigarette smoke around me, and jazz in
the air. I write this sitting at a bar, absorbing great music, as
I do most Wednesdays, and this time, I have decided to plead for
shrift.
I am a serial
flirtist. I'm a terrible one, too. Not terrible in the sense that
I'm not good at flirting; in fact, I excel at it (just ask my girlfriend).
I'm terrible in the sense that I'm pretty shameless about it, and
I'm usually kind of at it non-stop. The reason I bring this to you
at this particular moment in time is because that most hated of
holidays (well, pseudo-holiday, I suppose...I don't know of anyone
getting time off from work) will soon be upon us: Saint Valentine's
Day.
Personally,
I've never had any real qualms with SVD. If things go well, this
upcoming one will actually be my first SVD not spent alone. (I don't
foresee things going sour anything soon, either.) Previous SVDs
have been spent with large amounts of adult beverages, or simply
hanging out alone. No big deal -- I don't chastise others for celebrating...well,
what do they celebrate, anyway? If I recall, a guy named Valentine
was locked up for something, and would send his loved one leaves
he picked from plants outside his cell. The leaves were shaped like
hearts, and sometime later, here we are, sort of doing the same
thing. But I digress...as usual.
Back to flirting...those
readers who participate in the Fan Forums are probably aware of
my flirtatious behavior. I spent quite a bit of time upon first
arrival flirting with Misato, and on the rare occasion that Rei
would appear, I'd sneak a bit of flirting out to her. Most recently
(and for quite some time), KasumiTen has been on the receiving end,
much to the entertainment of the staff members. It's not as if I'm
trying to flirt. I just do. Kind of bizarre, I guess. I'm like this
in reality too -- I'm a mad flirt with plenty of girls other than
my girlfriend.
(I will quickly
digress yet again to say that my girlfriend is absolutely fantastic
about this -- she doesn't seem to mind my serial flirt habits at
all. She understands that despite all the flirting I do, it's her
that I'm with, and with her I plan to stay. Trust is an awesome
thing, as is faith.)
So, what exactly
is it that is so enjoyable about flirting? What is appealing about
playing, hinting, tossing out innuendoes and sly smiles, all the
while knowing that (most likely) nothing is really going to happen?
What drives guys like me and girls like Misato-chan to dispense
charms and affection with little provocation?
I make no apologies
for my behavior -- I love doing what I do. I'm generally only cautious
when I'm talking with a girl who is spoken for. If the guy and I
are tight, then usually it's okay; he's almost always cool with
it. I'm also completely okay with Melody (that would be my girlfriend,
eh?) flirting with others and others flirting with her. As I said,
we have an understanding. I really think it to be pretty harmless
(although a person CAN mean more with it...you just need to be aware
of what you're doing.) It's just all in good fun, right?
I would be
prudent to note the two types of ardent non-flirtists out there
as well; these are the unflirtist and the anti-flirtist. Unflirtists
are people who just don't flirt or don't flirt back when flirted
with. They have nothing against it, aren't uncomfortable with flirtations
being tossed their way, and are usually flattered and kind in return,
just not flirtatious. The anti-flirtists are people who generally
despise casual flirtation and/or are extremely uncomfortable if
someone flirts with them. My roommate's girlfriend is a good example;
she freaks out when I flirt with her. Naturally, my roommate doesn't
really care one way or the other.
So, why flirt?
I confess: I flirt because it's fun to have people flirt back. It's
quite flattering to dish out a little charm and playfulness and
get some or more back. It would certainly seem self-serving, and
there would be truth to this. I would be lying if I said it wasn't
gratifying.
But here is
something all you anti-flirtists may not realize: there's something
even more gratifying about flirting and not having someone flirt
back. One doles out petty affections, which are not returned at
all. This I put forth; I love flirting much more when it is not
returned. A particular flutist and a certain South Carolina Belle
come to mind in this respect (both simply unflirtists, not anti-flirtists).
It's not simply the challenge of getting them to respond (although
for me, it lends more fun to the game), but an unexplainable pleasure
in handing out charm. I like...no, I love to flirt and see no response,
for those reasons.
And it was
for this reason for all previous years that I didn't drown myself
in pity for being single or despised others for celebrating what
they had. While I had no one in particular to be affectionate with,
I had plenty of people I could be affectionate with in general,
and usually around half were flirtatiously affectionate in return.
So instead of complaining about SVD because you're single, why not
enjoy it in a different manner? Take it from a pro -- it's just
as good (well...I think...still getting used to this 'girlfriend'
business) as spending time with one special person, and just as
fun.
Of course,
now that I am spoken for, and still flirt like crazy, I guess I
get to have my cake and eat it too.
Happy Saint
Valentines Day, readers. And Happy Day After - remember, all unsold
SVD candy will be half off, so stock up!
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Between
Abe and Love
By Sushi Tiger
My birthday
is on February 13th, that's right smack in between Abe Lincoln's
birthday and Valentine's Day. I think that entitles me to discuss
the similarities between both of them in this essay.
First off,
according to history, Valentine was a saint. The sixteenth president
of the United States helped end slavery, which in this writer's
humble opinion, is a very saintly action. Coincidence? You be the
judge.
Secondly, according
to records in the early Christian church, one story of Saint Valentine
states that he was a Christian who befriended many children by telling
them stories. The Romans put him in jail because he refused to worship
their gods. The children, who deeply missed dear ol' Val, tossed
loving notes between the bars of his cell window to cheer him up.
Dear ol' "Honest Abe" was a storyteller in his own right.
In his boyhood, he often did impressions of certain preachers or
politicians who had spoken in his hometown.
Thirdly, many
women (those who I talked with, anyway) say they want their valentine
to be "tall, dark, and handsome", or their "knight
in shining armor". Abe was over 6 feet tall (he reached his
full height of 6' 4" before he was 20), was very strong, had
dark skin, but he had a homely face. Oh, well. 3 out of 4 ain't
that bad, I suppose.
To anyone who
knows me personally, it should be surprising that I discuss two
men with whom I have virtually nothing in common. I am not that
tall (only 5' 7"), I have a stocky physique (I am pretty strong,
though), and I'm not very good at speaking in public. However, this
essay is tongue-in-cheek, which means that it's not meant to be
taken very seriously. This piece is designed to give you a few short
minutes of entertainment, arouse some idle thoughts, and to basically
give you a break from your normal everyday routine. I hope I have
succeeded.
TURNING
JAPANESE
Who's Greg Kihn?
by VickyVerky
I'm a pretty
big music buyer. But, every time I walk into a music store, the
same question hits me: how come I can remember a commercial jingle
from when I was ten, but I can't remember the last artist I wanted
to buy a CD of?
The music store
I usually go to is called Newbury Comics. Strange name for a record
store, don't you agree? Well, the story is that it did indeed start
as a comic book store, and somehow evolved into a music shop. With
a background such as this, one would imagine the selection wouldn't
be very good, but I've found lots of obscure and rare stuff there.
And they're not paying me to write this, either. But, should someone
from the company happen to read this article, I surely would not
put that out of the question.
The stores,
true to their name, still sell comics and, of course, manga. But
that's not all,... there's also plenty of novelties; things like
refrigerator magnets, greeting cards, T-shirts,... alright, these
aren't technically novelties, I guess, but once you see these items,
you'd agree there's no better category for them.
I'm willing
to bet there's something there for everyone at AnimeInfo (yes, here's
where I finally get to the Japanese angle). Besides standard anime
and manga, they also carry soundtracks, anime-related novelties
(the magnets, cards, shirts, etc.), Japanese toys, posters, and
your favorite and mine: pocky. The amount of anime stuff is surprising,
especially considering that the place is first and foremost a music
store. Characters like Ryoko, Sailor Moon, and Ranma are treated
with just as much prestige as... um... whatever popular musical
artists are around these days.
Where am I
going with this? Good question. If you figure it out, let me know,
please.
In all honesty,
I don't know what else to write about month. I want my monthly article
to have something to do with Japan or Japanese culture and my experiences
with these things. Well, I'll have more next month, I promise.
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