Well howdy strangers! Yes, I know it's been awhile but things have been...chaotic for me. Since I've been stricken with a little insomnia, I thought I'd take a moment to update you on what is sure to be a grand adventure.
I've decided to start going out on more dates, for better or for worse. Since the normal means of meeting people hasn't worked and I'm cheap/poor, I thought I'd give putting a craigslist ad up a go. I mean, it's not like I have to answer anybody - they'd just dismiss me as being a bot if they get the silent treatment.
So I put the ad up about a week after New Year's. There was a nice chunk of responses varying from the sweet and sincere to the entirely too vague to the "ew, no" (those immediately got deleted - I specifically said "no creepy guys"). And only one sent a picture of his junk because he wanted to make sure I'd be willing to look past it and get to know him for him, not use him for what he claims is a sizable unit. 1) If you don't tell me you have a big little friend, I wouldn't know therefore you wouldn't have to worry about that; 2) Seriously? Does that work for you, dude? Is that an effective way to pick up chicks?; 3) Junk portraits get automatic disqualification status.
At any rate, I'm trying to be more open so, to be fair, I decided to go out with some guys even though I don't necessarily feel drawn to them. With that in mind, I've gone out on five dates - nothing big, just coffee because it's a neutral site and no pressure there. Two I didn't really feel anything for at all; one is nice to talk to but I think a little too old and hopefully he won't try to kiss me when we hang out again; one who things seemed to be going well with but then he dropped off the face of the earth; and one who I've gone out with twice now - once for coffee (though neither of us drink it) and once for a walk in the park. I like talking with Park Guy and he's very gentlemanly but I'm not feeling that spark, you know? It could be because I keep thinking how I have to upgrade him - he needs a better hair cut and his clothes don't fit him well enough (though that could be because I keep catching him on his way back from work and he has to move around a lot). Yes, I'm a bit shallow. Who isn't?
I'm trying to set up a couple more coffee get-togethers this week. One guy is a little suspicious in that I can't tell if he's a wigger or just kidding in the picture he sent and I'm afraid to ask. He's special. There's also an Italian guy, a French guy I'm not sure I should respond to (for no reason other than he's not in the country yet), a Scotsman (who cute enough but I'm counting on there being an accent to help up the quotient), a mixed dude, and two others that may be looming in the picture.
Busy busy busy. I'll keep you updated if you're interested...lol
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I just don't get it
I celebrated my birthday this past weekend. Good times were had by all. At least that's what the pictures indicate. As I looked through the pictures with my mother(well the ones that were mommy proofed) she kept saying, "what beautiful girls. why are they single again?" I know most of us would react to that question with, "because they want to be", but that's not the case. With the exception of two friends, one who is already in a relationship and another who says she want to focus on her career, my friends want to be in a relationship.
We went to dinner and dancing for my birthday. During the dancing, not one guy expressed an interest in any of the girls, if they did, I didn't see it. Granted, the girls could have gone up to any guy they had an interest in, but let's face it, it's rare for that to happen. So it falls to the guy to make that first move. None did, and my friends are hot. Not she's cute, but she has a great personality. Hot, WITH a great personality. What more could a man ask for, a golden snatch?
I'm reading this book about how men have been devalued and are basically becoming obsolete in society. As women advance, men become stagnate. Sadly, radical feminists(or the misguided feminist) have been so focused on women getting ahead, there wasn't much consideration to who they would relate to when they reached "the promised land." I'm inclined to agree with certain arguments in the book, but when I witness things like last Saturday night, I think, WTF? Unfortunately, we now have guys who say its so hard on them, that they hate rejection and women should shoulder half the responsibility of getting together. So basically women are now supposed to go out bring home the bacon, cook it, birth the babies, take care of them AND see a man, approach him, convince him she's the one for him, THEN take care of his ass too? it's no wonder they are becoming obsolete, they are mitigating their purpose and importance. well, besides the obvious purpose and even then, science is moving so rapidly that we won't need them for that anymore.
This makes me sad. Would I give up the advancement of females just to have more males be men? No. Why should I? How about they man up to the new generation of woman? I mean really.
We went to dinner and dancing for my birthday. During the dancing, not one guy expressed an interest in any of the girls, if they did, I didn't see it. Granted, the girls could have gone up to any guy they had an interest in, but let's face it, it's rare for that to happen. So it falls to the guy to make that first move. None did, and my friends are hot. Not she's cute, but she has a great personality. Hot, WITH a great personality. What more could a man ask for, a golden snatch?
I'm reading this book about how men have been devalued and are basically becoming obsolete in society. As women advance, men become stagnate. Sadly, radical feminists(or the misguided feminist) have been so focused on women getting ahead, there wasn't much consideration to who they would relate to when they reached "the promised land." I'm inclined to agree with certain arguments in the book, but when I witness things like last Saturday night, I think, WTF? Unfortunately, we now have guys who say its so hard on them, that they hate rejection and women should shoulder half the responsibility of getting together. So basically women are now supposed to go out bring home the bacon, cook it, birth the babies, take care of them AND see a man, approach him, convince him she's the one for him, THEN take care of his ass too? it's no wonder they are becoming obsolete, they are mitigating their purpose and importance. well, besides the obvious purpose and even then, science is moving so rapidly that we won't need them for that anymore.
This makes me sad. Would I give up the advancement of females just to have more males be men? No. Why should I? How about they man up to the new generation of woman? I mean really.
No Touchy!
Yes, I've been absent from the blog for a looooooong time but I've been stupid busy (more on that later). But I really have the need to vent right now.
So my and my sister go out tonight and make two stops - #1: The show for a band a friend plays in (not Seb, another guy) for his birthday; #2: A bar near my house that we adore where there is dancing on the weekends.
The second stop wasn't planned but it's so close to home, we thought we'd roll by and check it out. Walking up the block to get to the bar, this drunk dude told us that he loved us and thought we were pretty in Spanish while rolling a handmade cigarette. Which would've been sort of charming had it not been for the whole rolling action.
Then, on the way in, this short, rotund dude I'd never, ever date decided it was a good idea to grab my arm and say, "You would get here just as I was leaving."
My response? Pulling my arm away and giving him a look that most likely said, "Bitch please."
We only stayed for about 10 minutes and decided we were much too tired to stick around and, on the way out, Dude I'd Never Date #2 decided it was a good idea to grab my elbow to get my attention. I glanced at him and pulled my arm away and guess what? He just grabbed at my elbow some more. I think he might've been saying something but I honestly can't recall. I yanked my arm away (which now felt dirty), looked at him like he was crazy and kept walking.
I. Fucking. Hate. That.
I'm still kind of pissed off about it, actually. I've talked about The Grabber before. I've never been a fan but it hasn't happen in so long that I forgot just how much I hate it. And sweet buttery Christmas, it happened TWICE in a 10 minutes span!
Look, if I'm leaving or you're leaving, whatever the fuck, don't grab me. I don't know about you but I've been trained to instantly be prepared to defend myself if a stranger grabs me from out of nowhere. Unless I turn around and it's The Rock or Jensen Ackles, all you're doing is setting yourself up for a dirty look at best, physical assault at worst. And I don't know a single woman that particular move works on, do you?
So, my bit of advice in the wee hours of this Saturday morning is, if you're really interested in talking to a girl, take the time to tap her on the shoulder or say excuse me or say excuse me while gently taking her hand or square dance in front of her or almost anything other than laying your paws on her. Because immediate disqualification. Or immediate knee to the groin.
So my and my sister go out tonight and make two stops - #1: The show for a band a friend plays in (not Seb, another guy) for his birthday; #2: A bar near my house that we adore where there is dancing on the weekends.
The second stop wasn't planned but it's so close to home, we thought we'd roll by and check it out. Walking up the block to get to the bar, this drunk dude told us that he loved us and thought we were pretty in Spanish while rolling a handmade cigarette. Which would've been sort of charming had it not been for the whole rolling action.
Then, on the way in, this short, rotund dude I'd never, ever date decided it was a good idea to grab my arm and say, "You would get here just as I was leaving."
My response? Pulling my arm away and giving him a look that most likely said, "Bitch please."
We only stayed for about 10 minutes and decided we were much too tired to stick around and, on the way out, Dude I'd Never Date #2 decided it was a good idea to grab my elbow to get my attention. I glanced at him and pulled my arm away and guess what? He just grabbed at my elbow some more. I think he might've been saying something but I honestly can't recall. I yanked my arm away (which now felt dirty), looked at him like he was crazy and kept walking.
I. Fucking. Hate. That.
I'm still kind of pissed off about it, actually. I've talked about The Grabber before. I've never been a fan but it hasn't happen in so long that I forgot just how much I hate it. And sweet buttery Christmas, it happened TWICE in a 10 minutes span!
Look, if I'm leaving or you're leaving, whatever the fuck, don't grab me. I don't know about you but I've been trained to instantly be prepared to defend myself if a stranger grabs me from out of nowhere. Unless I turn around and it's The Rock or Jensen Ackles, all you're doing is setting yourself up for a dirty look at best, physical assault at worst. And I don't know a single woman that particular move works on, do you?
So, my bit of advice in the wee hours of this Saturday morning is, if you're really interested in talking to a girl, take the time to tap her on the shoulder or say excuse me or say excuse me while gently taking her hand or square dance in front of her or almost anything other than laying your paws on her. Because immediate disqualification. Or immediate knee to the groin.
Historic Election - Unique Position
The 2008 race to presidency is one of the most historic elections in our country. For some in the United States, the most historic election. Now that I'm out in the workforce, seeing where my tax dollars are going and looking for ways to make a difference, I'm more involved in the political process. Although I've voted in every election since I turned 18, it's never felt like the possibility of major change after an election. I've never felt like I would be greatly disappointed if the election didn't go the way I voted. Of course there is disappointment, but now... There will be a sense of apathy towards the electoral process. I find myself in a position I hoped would come, but somehow, it snuck on me. An African American and a woman are among the viable presidential candidates to run in the November elections. Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton. This holds significance for me because I am an African American woman. Plus, I'm reminded of a conversation I had with a friend a long time ago. Who should achieve equality first in our country, women or minorities? She felt it should be women.
It's easy for her, as a Caucasian female, to say that women have it the hardest in our society over minorities. That's her view of life. However, she was adamant with me when I brought up any counter-arguments to her claim. Her argument was that through equality for women, it would then be easier for minorities to achieve it. She felt that women were the bigger victims(her words, not mine) of societal rules. I couldn't agree. When I looked at my past, family, and culture, the women are not victims. Granted, I haven't made a case study of all African American women, but the ones I've been around would not like you calling them a victim. They'd give you a dead-on impression of the Val evil eye followed by hands on hips, a roll of their head and a hefty helping of a piece of their mind. I really don't think achieving equality for women and minorities needs to be done in incremental steps. There shouldn't be a first. It should just be.
Both Obama and Clinton have similar platforms. Except one has more experience than the other. It's been a major issue in the debates, Obama's limited experience with foreign policy and Hillary's track record with heading up several committees within the government. I don't like the fact that there is a lot more mud slinging going on since the Feb 8 primary elections. Before that they both handled themselves with grace and class. I guess that's what happens when it gets close to the wire and there isn't an obvious winner. So it seems that since I couldn't answer the question of who should achieve equality first, our society will do it for me. Whoever gets the the bid from the Democratic Party reflects a social change only for the better. I just wonder which one it will be
It's easy for her, as a Caucasian female, to say that women have it the hardest in our society over minorities. That's her view of life. However, she was adamant with me when I brought up any counter-arguments to her claim. Her argument was that through equality for women, it would then be easier for minorities to achieve it. She felt that women were the bigger victims(her words, not mine) of societal rules. I couldn't agree. When I looked at my past, family, and culture, the women are not victims. Granted, I haven't made a case study of all African American women, but the ones I've been around would not like you calling them a victim. They'd give you a dead-on impression of the Val evil eye followed by hands on hips, a roll of their head and a hefty helping of a piece of their mind. I really don't think achieving equality for women and minorities needs to be done in incremental steps. There shouldn't be a first. It should just be.
Both Obama and Clinton have similar platforms. Except one has more experience than the other. It's been a major issue in the debates, Obama's limited experience with foreign policy and Hillary's track record with heading up several committees within the government. I don't like the fact that there is a lot more mud slinging going on since the Feb 8 primary elections. Before that they both handled themselves with grace and class. I guess that's what happens when it gets close to the wire and there isn't an obvious winner. So it seems that since I couldn't answer the question of who should achieve equality first, our society will do it for me. Whoever gets the the bid from the Democratic Party reflects a social change only for the better. I just wonder which one it will be
The First Kiss
I woke up this morning around 3 am couldn't go back to sleep for an hour. I hate that! While I lay there willing myself back to sleep, I start to think of topics to post here. My favorite one is, The First Kiss.
The first time you kiss someone you are attracted to has so much riding on whether you'll continue the association. Whether you've just met the person a few hours ago at a party or you've known them for some time, you still want the first time you lock lips to be...mmm, yummy. Yummy is my word for things that make me feel good. Moving on. The first kiss should be all about exploring the other person, not diving in tongue first. (Ew! Cut that mess out.) Being aware enough to note the other's reaction to what you're doing, or not doing. They say a woman knows withing five minutes of meeting you if she'll sleep with you. I'm inclined to agree. However, if the first time you kiss her sucks, it's an automatic DQ. I'm just saying.
Regardless of all that, I like to know that my instincts were right. Mmm, yummy. ;)
The first time you kiss someone you are attracted to has so much riding on whether you'll continue the association. Whether you've just met the person a few hours ago at a party or you've known them for some time, you still want the first time you lock lips to be...mmm, yummy. Yummy is my word for things that make me feel good. Moving on. The first kiss should be all about exploring the other person, not diving in tongue first. (Ew! Cut that mess out.) Being aware enough to note the other's reaction to what you're doing, or not doing. They say a woman knows withing five minutes of meeting you if she'll sleep with you. I'm inclined to agree. However, if the first time you kiss her sucks, it's an automatic DQ. I'm just saying.
Regardless of all that, I like to know that my instincts were right. Mmm, yummy. ;)
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