An unexpected thought process is set off...

So I'm watching an unnamed show on ABC tonight (hint: look closely) centering, of course, around the always juicy subject of adultery.

Now, I've gone on record previously that I have officially gotten down off my (highly hypocritical) high horse on this subject, but I still drew the line at, I guess the technical definition of, adultery. That shit ain't right... of course, technically (another Seinfeld reference) only one of the participating parties is truly committing adultery, in theory, but that's neither here nor there.

I know there are all kinds of "we grew apart" and "s/he doesn't satisfy my needs"-type reasons, and perhaps those can be quasi-valid when you're 40-something and have been married for 10-15 years, but really, if you're wandering before that, perhaps you just were too young to get hitched. Maybe you still had some wild oats to sew. I can't say I've ever had a relationship of any significance that didn't end with my mind having gone elsewhere, while perhaps other parts were still ostensibly quite involved in the current relationship. And on some level, maybe that's worse... You can almost always explain something as pure lust, but when you're intellectually checking out of a relationship, while still getting it regularly, well, maybe you're just not ready for any "real" commitment.

That's not to say that at some point I haven't seen myself ending up with different people I've dated. As guys go, I'm a long way from commitment-phobic. I've actually developed a concern that because I'm not as adverse to it, I might find myself ending up with the wrong person, regretting it immesurably, if for no other reason than I'd really prefer to do this once, and do it right (getting divorced is waaay too expensive for guys... and I'm pretty Scottish when it comes to that kinda stuff).

I'm not sure I have a point. Just some stuff to vent, really.....