are relationships the designer drug of the nineties? watched alot of sex and the city this weekend (thanks helen!). and when i say alot, i mean....ALOT. as in the entire first season, and just about half of the second season. that's a good seventeen hours of fictional relationship drama. but gee, it's all fictional isn't it? anyhow, watching all these episodes, i took some notes and made some observations. mainly, what we see on screen mirrors nothing of what i know life to be really like. i've lived in new york, i never saw gads of beautiful people everywhere. except at our apartment of course. then again, i don't have sarah jessica parker's legs so her social reality is probably a little removed from mine.



there's one episode where miranda goes (paraphrasing here) "why do we always talk about them them them! what about us? i'm sick of talking about relationships all the time!" i'm feeling that. most of the time, 80% of life and what's going on is about girls, or boys, or both. and it often feels like the never ending drama it is. there are really only three stages to life after fifteen: the hunt for a relationship, the being in a relationship, and the aftermath of a relationship. even when you're out, you're in. it's unavoidable. no one can escape the vicious cycle. except for maybe monks, nuns and priests i suppose. sometimes, when talking to someone in a relationship, all i can ask about is the relationship. not because i don't care about the other things, but because it seems like the biggest thing in a person's life, and if a relationship is going good, then the person is probably going good. nobody really ever says, "yeah, life is great, but my relationship sucks." if the relationship is rocky, life is rocky. shouldn't a relationship just be a part of life? it could make up, say, 33% of our happiness? but i guess that would defeat the purpose of a relationship.



another great thing about the show is how much carrie and mr big's relationships makes sense. they fight, she goes insane and psycho, they make up. that's how relationships go. little fireworks that go bursting off totally unexpectedly. and sometimes when you think the biggest bomb is gonna drop, everything melts away the moment you see each other. now i need to watch the next few seasons to see what happens to carrie and co. crapola.