http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qf62qM662oo&search=Keith%20Moon

One day, I'm going to find a time machine, take it back in time, and marry Keith Moon. O__o Or at least try to see him at a concert, because that would totally rule. *squee~* I'm still totally Not Creepy. XP Stfu, hos.

I don't actually plan on ever getting married to anybody. I just don't like the idea of being tied down by anyone. Remember that little thing I mentioned about forming close relationships? I'd LIKE to, but I've got a deep paranoia of doing so. But I wouldn't mind being really close friends with a troublemaker like Keith. Or Abbie. Someone who's got energy, a grand sense of humor, and a drive to do something great.

I suppose that was the problem with the only two boyfriends I've ever had. They couldn't keep up with me, because I move on like a monkey on crack. Sean was apathetic and lethargic. I honestly don't remember what I liked about him. o_O And Eric was an all-around whiner who was absolutely dependent on me. I hate it when people get clingy and obsessive. If I'm going to form a close relationship with someone, it'd better be because they enjoy being around me and WANT to hang around me, rather than just wanting to be around somebody-anybody-Bueller just for the sake of being with someone. I enjoy hanging around most people, unless they're the whiny apathetic sit-on-their-ass type. Who I actively try to convert into somebody with more energy than a frickin' banana slug.

Perhaps my standards are too high. I don't know. If I ever hook up with anybody, I want them to be a best friend rather than a boyfriend/girlfriend/itfriend. Best friends can be honest, tease, and mock one another without fear of a split. It doesn't appear as though boyfriends/girlfriends/itfriends can be together without applying some kinds of lies to a relationship, and that's simply not what I wanna do.

And I'm not into that whispered-sweet-nothings, expensive-candlelit-dinners, goofy-ass-pet-name kind of thing, anyway. Fuck romantic comedy movies, fuck candlelit dinners (I'd be more occupied with trying to put the candle out with a wave of air from my hand anyway), fuck sweet nothings. A bit of tenderness and fluffiness can be good, yeah. But that's not really what I like doing ALL THE TIME. I like watching retarded horror movies, making fun of fluffy clingy couples at the mall, having semi-intellectual conversations about spirituality, planning the Motherfucking Revolution, things like that.

A relationship based on compromises, honesty, and friendship rather than one-wayness, lies, and codependency--that's what I'd like. *nods*

But sometimes I suspect my standards are way too high.

Ah well. *shrug*