Why Don't You Go Canoodle Yourself.
So with eight hours a day spent staring at a computer and obsessively refreshing Facebook, I figured it would be a good idea to blog about dating in LA. Yes the treacherous world of gay dating in Los Angeles can be quite hilarious, painful and rewarding (?).
Let's start off with a little story I like to call "Canoodle."
Here is the definition according to Urban Dictionary: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=canoodle
I'm just gonna say it. I hate this word and it probably has something to do with a boy I dated. We'll call him, Alejandro. Alejandro was not born in this country, but did have a very thorough understanding of English. He was fluent. However, what I have found with people who speak English as a second language is that they often have a fall back verb, which is expected when you are talking about work, cooking, etc., but when it comes to sex, an improper use of a verb could be a turn off.
Everyday, every text/conversation/email was. "I really enjoyed canoodling with you last night.", "I can't believe we woke up and the dog was canoodling with us!", "Or last night when our canoodling was amazing." Super cute at first, right? How sexy? A boy with an accent and how cute it is that he occaisionally uses antiquated terms to describe our love life. Well you know what? Why don't you go canoodle yourself, ok? Please for the love of god find another word to use. I hit the breaking point when we were eating dinner and I asked him how he cooked the rice, "Well you know I just sort of canoodled my way into this recipe with some experimenting." I held back the urge to correct him.
Needless to say he could sense my anger with this word and that I was hoping he would find a new one. "Chris, do you not like that word?" to which I replied, "No no I like it...ok, I don't." A week later we were walking along the beach with his friends when he was talking about a funny thing that happened on one of our dates, "Well I was over at Chris' place and woke up in the middle of the night. Ok I should just say it. We were FORNICATING." To which he glanced at me and winked. This was a sort of, "Hey look! I found another word" moment.
Needless to say, this did not work out between Alejandro and I. "Fornicate" was not an acceptable replacement for "canoodle" and in the end (for other reasons) we "canoodled" our way out of a our brief relationship.
Sorry Alejandro.
Let's start off with a little story I like to call "Canoodle."
Here is the definition according to Urban Dictionary: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=canoodle
I'm just gonna say it. I hate this word and it probably has something to do with a boy I dated. We'll call him, Alejandro. Alejandro was not born in this country, but did have a very thorough understanding of English. He was fluent. However, what I have found with people who speak English as a second language is that they often have a fall back verb, which is expected when you are talking about work, cooking, etc., but when it comes to sex, an improper use of a verb could be a turn off.
Everyday, every text/conversation/email was. "I really enjoyed canoodling with you last night.", "I can't believe we woke up and the dog was canoodling with us!", "Or last night when our canoodling was amazing." Super cute at first, right? How sexy? A boy with an accent and how cute it is that he occaisionally uses antiquated terms to describe our love life. Well you know what? Why don't you go canoodle yourself, ok? Please for the love of god find another word to use. I hit the breaking point when we were eating dinner and I asked him how he cooked the rice, "Well you know I just sort of canoodled my way into this recipe with some experimenting." I held back the urge to correct him.
Needless to say he could sense my anger with this word and that I was hoping he would find a new one. "Chris, do you not like that word?" to which I replied, "No no I like it...ok, I don't." A week later we were walking along the beach with his friends when he was talking about a funny thing that happened on one of our dates, "Well I was over at Chris' place and woke up in the middle of the night. Ok I should just say it. We were FORNICATING." To which he glanced at me and winked. This was a sort of, "Hey look! I found another word" moment.
Needless to say, this did not work out between Alejandro and I. "Fornicate" was not an acceptable replacement for "canoodle" and in the end (for other reasons) we "canoodled" our way out of a our brief relationship.
Sorry Alejandro.
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