From a Jezebel comment thread:
"why do men or even women have to grow a plutonic family? I was under the assumption that being born didn't come with a to-do list."
Plutonic. Umm, I'm not sure I want a plutonic family. The first three things that come to mind for me when plutonic is used are:
1) Geologically I think of gabbro
2) Mythologically I think of Pluto
3) Astronomically I think of the former planet
I mean, I don't want a family that could be described as frigid, rocky, or including the overlord of the dead.
Now, I do not doubt that the word the well meaning person meant to type was platonic. Yeah. I don't want a platonic marriage either, unless I'm a beard or arm candy, the pre-nups are signed, and we all know what we're in for. Platonic, not what I'm looking for in a marriage. Not what I have in my marriage. Thank goodness!
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Tuesday, January 29, 2008
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