2018 So Far

We're a little over a month into 2018 and not much has changed here in Flat City.

I remain single and am not engaging with anyone, much less meeting; I'm just not interested.  Beyond the way too typical problem of meeting my criteria, having something to say, etc. incompatibility when it comes to faith continues to rear its ugly head, here in the Bible belt.  Regular readers know of my issue with someone claiming to be a devout Christian, but openly wanting to fuck, and soon.  Flat out hypocrisy.  Anyway, Kansas is thick with women who fall into this category.

This is a temporary situation and the most I want, while I'm here, is a superficial dalliance.

To that end, a few weeks ago, I decided to put my religious hypocrisy issues aside and meet a woman who was both active in her church and thought she may have wanted some first date sex.  Yes, I was in need of some (naked) human touch.  Unfortunately, she had already proven to be quite the bumpkin, having moved from middle of nowhere Nebraska (I know, redundant description) to the big city (hah!) of KC, and hadn't been much of anywhere else.  She was intelligent, for sure, but worldly, she was not.  When we met, I just wasn't feeling it, nor was I feeling well, because of the flu someone gave me on a plane somewhere.  I somewhat blew my chances for a quick fuck when I responded to her question of 'So, how do you like it here, so far?' with 'I fucking hate the Midwest'.  Did I mention I sort of lose the ability to simulate charming, when I'm sick?  And I'm still wondering why she didn't want to go home with me...

On a similar note to the above (the middle of nowhere portion), I was chatting with a guy on a flight 'home' the week before last.  I mentioned just moving here and he responded that he and his wife had never been happier about relocating to KC.  I asked where he had moved from to which he noted a small town in Iowa.  It literally took all of my restraint to not blurt out 'no shit KC's better if you've been living in fucking nowhere all your life!'  But I didn't.

The other major contributing factor to my not wanting to date right now has to do with Kansas itself.  I've already documented all the ways in which this state sucks humongous hirsute equus asinus genitals and it's truly sunken in that coming here was a mistake.  Yes, I enjoy my job; I've gotten to meet real rocket scientists at NASA and a big chunk of my product guarantees every SpaceX rocket functions.  But work's only 10 hours a day and leaves a lot of free time to fill.  Ultimately, I think I'm avoiding emotional involvement in order to prevent putting down roots here.  The same goes for exploring the city; why bother learning about a shitty town when you plan on getting the hell out in the next few years?

While my employment contract has a small escape clause, 'because Kansas sucks' isn't in there; I checked.

As I sit in a place that will struggle to reach freezing today, while Richmond might hit 70 degrees, I ponder another topic that makes me less than jovial.  My Porsche is finally in transit from Richmond to here.  Ordinarily, being reunited with it after 6 months would excite me, but the roads here, even if they weren't covered in salt, are flat, straight, boring, and in shit condition.  The car may very well be sold, since it likely won't exit my garage more than three or four times per year.

I promise to put more effort into refraining from the 'woe is me; Kansas sucks' entries, unless I discover a new way it does so. 

Now, get off my flat lawn...