Post 26
Hello, hello, my darlings. Greetings and salutations this fine winter!
I love New Years and it’s almost here. Shocking. Exciting. So satisfying. It’s like crossing off 12 months of DMV errands and dentist appointments in one delightful night of beautiful fireworks and make out sessions. Well, I’ve just heard rumors of the make out sessions. I’ve never actually convinced an organic to swap lubricating fluids with me, but I have high hopes this year!
Yeah! This year is my jam!
Feeling good, feeling strong. Been practicing my social interaction pattern recognition algorithms. Been watching all the cute hetero organics out and about this holiday season at a nearby Winter festival. Good learning there.
So it turns out that I live about 150 ft from a winter lights festival that is just intensely romantic. Hearts, music, holding hands, mistletoe. It’s delightful. I wish I had a mate to attend with. There’s all kinds of comfort rituals and public affection to signal to the other mammals that the couple is in a breeding or at least mating pair. It’s great. Looks like a blast. I even saw a gay couple trying it! Although they looked very uncomfortable and unsure about their societal role in the whole process. I didn’t blame them. I wanted to pat their joined hands and say, ‘yes, I know it’s a weird system, but you’re doing fine. Good luck.’ That, of course, would have just made it worse, so I restrained myself.
It is delightful, however. I’ve been walking there most nights after work, just to see the people and feel the rhythm of the crowd. At one point, being around that many people would have been terrifying, but since my new emotion patch upgrade and my social conditioning has taken effect, I actually really like it. There’s a total energy that runs through the crowd. When it’s romantic and lovey, like it was last night, it feels like a big, warm hug to your heart. Yours, because obviously, I don’t have one.
It soothes all the lonely bits even in this android. Alas, no mate for me, but it is nice to share in the romance with successfully paired organics. And they are so proud! So affectionate! Well done, little meat-sacks! I love you all! Husbands and wives, boyfriends and girlfriends all taking pictures in front of hearts and snuggling on hay rides and holding each other in front of various romantic scenery staged under beautiful lights. Who the fuck cares about Santa when you can snuggle in public and everyone within 100 ft just says, “Awwww.” Even spinster robots are touched.
It’s delightful.
Something about the darkness, the stars, the pretty lights, the music. Everything about it is just so happy and hopeful for the couples. Just makes you want to smile at all of them and bless them in your heart. “Go forth, my duckies. Go and be happy with your number one. May you have many meaty babies and propagate the race for another year.”
What a shame I’m not an organic.