Sorry hun, can't be bothered.
Unfortunately, I do not have any wild stories of love and romance to share with you. No kisses, hugs, no brilliant pick-up lines, and no happy endings.
Please bear with me, and practice your patience, for this tale will be long, and possibly slightly off-topic.


Somewhere between 5 years ago and 5 years into the past, on a very ordinary afternoon, a slightly younger and less mature Obsidian found himself browsing the wonderous works the world wide web has blessed us with.
Suddenly, and without prior warning, a well known green-skinned amputee jumped into view from the corner of my screen. He, so he stated, has been sent across the globe to convey a single simple message.
Someone wanted to chat with me.

After careful consideration, I accepted the bold request. As soon became clear, she invited me in a particular random mood, brought on by the dark and insidious spectre of boredom.
hypnotized by the blonde beauty that graced her display avatar, I felt my mind go weak, in starc contrast to my body, and had no choice but to commence in innocent flirtation.

Two years later, the anonymous messenger had become a real girl. The girl had become my girlfriend.
And ultimately,
the girlfriend became an ex.

While one might argue that 'such is the nature of countless other relationships', the ending chapter of our lovestory could hardly be considered natural.

The change happened gradually, and as such, went unnoticed right up until the very end. She was a great lady, lovely beyond belief, with the ability to brighten up a day - nay, a lifetime - in seconds. And she still is, for she hasn't changed a bit.

I have.

You see, as we spent more and more time together, my feelings for her waned, and ultimately disappeared altogether. One faithful friday, we found ourselves discussing plans for the weekend. We would meet up with eachother, go out, see things, and spend the night doing that sexy thingy at her place.

"I can't," I stated suddenly, "It's been a rough week and I'd prefer to sleep in." Mind you, I was still in college by then, and a 'rough week' to me was attending more than 14 hours of lectures. It was a filthy, obvious lie, but the truth was even dirtier. I just couldn't. Be. Bothered.

Indeed, you dedicated readers (dedicated for sticking up with my rant'o'junk un until here), I just couldn't be bothered getting on the train to meet her. And no, I didn't want her to come over here. After all,the girl wanted 'attention'. Which I simply didn't want to give.

We broke up right then and there. Tears, curses, the whole "it's not you, it's me", we didn't broke up, we smashed, shattered, mutilated, and demolished our 2-year relationship.

And the funny thing? Since then, for nearly three years now, I have never showed the slightest interest in anything even remotely female. At the young age of 20, I do not share my age group's obsession with sex, girls, or anything related.* Friends and parents might well live under the false - but nonetheless understandable - assumption I must be gay, others think I'm suffering from some psychological disfunction, and a few went as far as call me downright crazy.

So my answer to this week's QotW? I got asked out once. Haven't been quite the guy I used to be since. **

(*) And to those interested in urban myth; No, none of my physical traits have swollen to supernatural, basketball-like sizes. Myth busted!
(**) Overly dramatized paragraph. The story itself is very much true, I do *not* see myself as a victim, or sufferer of anything. In fact, I'm quite satisfied with my current life, thank you!
(Obsidian, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 12:38, 3 replies)

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I'm bored with it all.
And my housemate is bored and off women too.

Perchance we haven't met the right people.
(tweebianmonkey Should be known as Widget, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 13:40, closed)

*joins club*
*awaits badge*
( scoshi pretending to diet since, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 14:42, closed)

I remember being like this...
... Splitting with my then girlfriend of 2 years, after she cheated on me, stayed single for 3 years, with no interest in women, until I met my now wife!
(AQ, Mon 1 Sep 2008, 13:53, closed)