Priority Use

Okay, so I'm sort of stealing this idea from someone else, but it's something that I've been thinking about for a while and my thoughts started making a lot more sense after a brief conversation I had about this yesterday.

I am a fairly pleasurable person. I do a lot of stuff because it's what I am supposed to do, but I also do a lot of stuff because it just plain makes me feel good. Take eating for example. I really like to eat. I like to eat foods that make me feel nutritionally satisfied, for the most part. Salads, bananas, soybeans, yaddah, yaddah. At the same time, I get a great deal of pleasure out of a big ol' hunk of chocolate cake. Nutritional value? Nope. Pleasure? Hell yeah.

I've always liked people who eat. A lot. People who don't eat much, or who are super concerned about what they eat rub me the wrong way. I never really knew what it was. Maybe just because I tend to be on the self-conscious side of my--let's just say--healthy appetite, I am even more self-conscious around people who have a great deal of self-restraint? I'm not sure what it is. It's not as if I don't like people who don't eat much, it's just a sort of pleasure that the two of us can't share together. And, being as that's a pretty big part of my life, it makes it hard to be comfortable in that sort of way. I'm not sure what it is.

So, here's where it gets juicy. To me (and the person with whom I was talking), food is like sex. Sure sex has some practical purpose. But only in the "salad, banana soybean" sense of the word. In the "chocolate cake" side of things, it's purely pleasure. Chocolate cake, like sex (daily, weekly, monthly, however often them kids are doin it these days--for non-reproductive purposes) just feels good.

My friend commented that one reason why she's a bit apprehensive when it comes to guys who eat less than her is this possible connection.

Let me elaborate (this is me, now, not her), because I totally agree:
Sometimes I wonder if I eat more than a guy if it means that I will want too much. If I will want to do things for pleasure more than him and if he will not be able to keep up. Not in a judgmental way, just good old fashioned compatibility. Does that make sense? Like if compatibility in eating is a predictor of compatibility in bedroom practices, at least in the frequency and (echem...intensity) departments.

Perhaps this is getting a bit graphic.

Take Juan for an example. (Now's probably not the time to get all friendly with the names, but what the heck, I'm feeling courageous). He liked to eat. Bad things. Things that made him happy. Chocolate things. I liked to eat most of the same things, but I was much more timid when it came to the quantity. I always ate less than him. Maybe just because I wasn't totally comfortable around him, I don't know. And, in the bedroom department, he was definitely, well, hmmm...let's just say he liked to eat.

But, we weren't compatible. So, maybe what it comes down to is shared eating (etc) reflects a deeper connection. A good start to a relationship? Or, at the very least, it's something.

Okay, I don't really have anything else to say, though I am completely aware that there's no good ending to this post.