so i don't particularly enjoy those little quiz thingys that we all receive in our emails somewhere down the road...so i thought i'd take it upon myself to make up a really, really, fuckin' really crazy one to scare the pants off kids and chain-maillers for years to come...here she blows:
feel free to cut and paste and send it on to other perverted children all over the world!!
1. what hair color do you wish you could getaway-with/have?
- i've always enjoyed a blue-black...you know, like a black color with a blue-ish tint...or blonde with baby-blue highlights.
2. what piercing have you always been curious of having?
- well when i read about prince albert piercings, a chill always goes through my body...plus i saw it in a porn once where the dude had one, and it was fuckin' sick...not natural at all, i even had to stare at it for a few seconds, before i realized what it actually was!! so i'll say the nipples, no matter what some people say, i think it's beyond SEXY!! i once slept with a guy who had both done, and it was hot...he loved having them tweaked...
3. where have you always wanted to have sex, but never have?
- i'm thrilled by the thought of having sex outside...i always have dreams of having sex in public places, with people watching...but not in an "eyes wide shut" kinda way with masks or anything...but in a totally normal setting. blake and i almost had sex in the commons coming home from the bar one night...man, i can't wait for the warm weather to cum...ahem...
4. what would be your ideal threesome? dead or alive.
- me, elvis, and smith jerrod from sex and the city...
5. what do you wear to bed?
- just my boxer briefs, or boxer briefs and pajama pants/hospital pants.
6. favourite sexual activity? (be creative, use details)
- honestly, and i'm being totally serious, it's kissing! i could get off just by kissing every time. i think it's the most natural act involved, and it's always completely satisfying. you know you're set when you've found a good kisser...never underestimate the power of a good kiss. hence why i got my tongue done; to increase the pleasure behind my smooch!!
7. if you had to have sex with someone of the opposite sex (or for all you heterosexual types out there, someone of the same sex) who would it be?
- i'd fuck drew barrymore, hands down...no doubt about it, then we'd hold eachother and cry together all the while talking about daisies and butterflies.
8. if you could change your name to anything at all, what would it be?
- Paris Trix, no wait; Mr. Fantastic...no hang on, Maximillion Black...or maybe Kingsley Brightside...
9. if you could live on one planet in the solar system, no matter how inhabitable it may be right now, which one would it be?
- venus...the planet of love...i do believe it's the taurus' planet too actually, so it fits. that and the fact that i enjoy the name, and sailor venus was always my favourite anyway!
10. if you could do any drug in the world and be guaranteed to have a good trip, just once, and not become addicted...which one would it be?
- well obviously the big H...although i'm a little scared of needles, (which is ironic coming from someone with 6 tattoos) according to "trainspotting" it's probably the most intense rush you could ever fathom. but i encourage you to read "trainspotting" because the first shoot up scene irvine welsh describes makes you wanna heave...and if you've ever thought of doing it, you'll definitely think again!
11. if you could have any sort of pet in the world, what would it be? (domestic or non-domestic)
- i think i'd have a horse, i used to ride when i was younger, but my parents forced me to stop after what happened to christopher reeves. i miss my ponies!!!! if not a horse, then maybe a panther...sleek and sexy.
12. what job would you DARE to have...not dream to have, but DARE to have?
- Go-Go dancer...all the way! be all oiled up in hot pants on stage, dancing and girating to the sound of cheesy dance music! god, my mother would be proud!!
13. what day of the year should be considered a holiday, that isn't?
- besides my birthday, you mean? just kidding...halloween, for fuckin' sure! it's by far the best day of the year, besides the symbolic meaning associated with it (feast of all saints) there's the obvious idea that it's the one day of the year that you can dress up exactly as you like, no holds bared, and totally get away with it!
14. if you could live in ANY city in the world, fallen or still standing, which one would it be?
- new york baby, new york!! the big apple, otherwise known as the most exciting city on the planet!!! melissa and i are heading down that way in only 17 more sleeps till we tear that city up!!!
15. which one of carrie, samantha, charlotte or miranda, are you most like?
- i'm totally a carrie.
16. if you could star in a specific genre of movie, what would it be?
- i've always wanted to be in a horror movie...and not like a psychologically scary movie, but like a slasher flick! a la wes craven! to run for your life and let out a few blood-curdling screams would be a fantastic tension release! drew barrymore said that after filming "scream" she spent a week covered in blood, and all that screaming was the best therapy sessions she's ever had!! nothing like a good scream, eh?
well that's it for now kiddos, hope you've enjoyed your little peek into the sometimes perverse, often fascinating psyche that is 'me'!
and like i said, feel free to pass this little survery along, with your own sexy little answers in the blanks.
kisses.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
following
so i rented a movie on the weekend, titled "the following", it was about (or is about, seeing as how i haven't finished it yet) a man who becomes obsessed with following people around the city (i assume it's new york, but not sure).
now as this may seem like the introduction scene in any ol' porn flick, it's precisely the opposite! he doesn't follow these people around in a sexual manner, but simply because he's interested/fascinated by PEOPLE in general.
so he follows close to people, always staying out of sight, never following the same person twice...simply to see where they go!! not wanting to see where they live or anything, or with the hopes of peeping through windows, simply to see where it is they're off to!! as the movie unravels, he ends up getting caught by this one bloke who turns out to be a thief! (he breaks into people's houses, not with the intention of stealing things, but simply to fuck with them by taking like ONE earing, or by planting panties in the drawers of a couple living together to stir up their relationship! he says he does these things to show people what they have...by taking it away!!! point being, this is another person who's interested in PEOPLE!!)
now i know i've written about voyeurism before, namely in my ode to "survivor", but this goes a whole other step...in the wrong direction!! what this man is doing might be deemed STALKING to the untrained eye...and to someone who doesn't see it as simply FOLLOWING people, might arrest him!! but i find it fuckin' fascinating!!!
let me ask you this; haven't you ever been walking down the street, let's say spring garden, on a busy afternoon, amongst all the pedestrians...spotted someone who appeared interesting, and wondered where they were going? or what they were doing? or where they were coming from? or maybe even, what they were thinking? and haven't you ever wanted to perhaps follow them, to see what exact destination they had in mind? now thinking about it, and actually doing it are two completely different concepts i know...and as i'm sure we've all thought about it, i sincerely hope (scary) that no one has actually DONE this!!
now let's suppose that we had the gaul to actually follow some hot guy we saw walking downtown some saturday afternoon...what would he hope to accomplish? would we be disappointed by the results? or would we be strangely turned on by it? all in all, i believe it comes from a fascination of human behaviour. just look at psychologists, isn't that what they do, only in the comfortable setting of an office, or a lab? they, just like the man in the movie, study the behaviours of others, because they too are interested and boggled by humans in general!! so why might we slap a big ol' CRAZY stamp on the forehead of the man from the movie, but think that behavioural psychology is totally legit? personally i think the *crazy* person who follows people around all day has more balls than the shrink who sits on a couch all day, rephrasing the last thing their patient said in the form of a question!!! he's not using lab techniques to gather his research, he's out there in the field of all the action, figuring it out for himself!!
i think that the reason it's a bit scary to think about following someone all day long just to see where they go, is because it could be happening to ANY of us...right now, even without us knowing!! whereas when it's in a professional setting, the patient/victim is aware of it! it's a little too close to home to imagine being watched, for no matter what the reason...whether by a sex-crazed maniac (ooohhh) or by a man simply curious as to what's on our minds.
so next time walking down spring garden, or along quinpool, or in the suburbs even, look over your shoulder to see if you see a familiar face in the distance, cause you never know who's lurking back there...and what motive they may have in mind...
scared yet?
now as this may seem like the introduction scene in any ol' porn flick, it's precisely the opposite! he doesn't follow these people around in a sexual manner, but simply because he's interested/fascinated by PEOPLE in general.
so he follows close to people, always staying out of sight, never following the same person twice...simply to see where they go!! not wanting to see where they live or anything, or with the hopes of peeping through windows, simply to see where it is they're off to!! as the movie unravels, he ends up getting caught by this one bloke who turns out to be a thief! (he breaks into people's houses, not with the intention of stealing things, but simply to fuck with them by taking like ONE earing, or by planting panties in the drawers of a couple living together to stir up their relationship! he says he does these things to show people what they have...by taking it away!!! point being, this is another person who's interested in PEOPLE!!)
now i know i've written about voyeurism before, namely in my ode to "survivor", but this goes a whole other step...in the wrong direction!! what this man is doing might be deemed STALKING to the untrained eye...and to someone who doesn't see it as simply FOLLOWING people, might arrest him!! but i find it fuckin' fascinating!!!
let me ask you this; haven't you ever been walking down the street, let's say spring garden, on a busy afternoon, amongst all the pedestrians...spotted someone who appeared interesting, and wondered where they were going? or what they were doing? or where they were coming from? or maybe even, what they were thinking? and haven't you ever wanted to perhaps follow them, to see what exact destination they had in mind? now thinking about it, and actually doing it are two completely different concepts i know...and as i'm sure we've all thought about it, i sincerely hope (scary) that no one has actually DONE this!!
now let's suppose that we had the gaul to actually follow some hot guy we saw walking downtown some saturday afternoon...what would he hope to accomplish? would we be disappointed by the results? or would we be strangely turned on by it? all in all, i believe it comes from a fascination of human behaviour. just look at psychologists, isn't that what they do, only in the comfortable setting of an office, or a lab? they, just like the man in the movie, study the behaviours of others, because they too are interested and boggled by humans in general!! so why might we slap a big ol' CRAZY stamp on the forehead of the man from the movie, but think that behavioural psychology is totally legit? personally i think the *crazy* person who follows people around all day has more balls than the shrink who sits on a couch all day, rephrasing the last thing their patient said in the form of a question!!! he's not using lab techniques to gather his research, he's out there in the field of all the action, figuring it out for himself!!
i think that the reason it's a bit scary to think about following someone all day long just to see where they go, is because it could be happening to ANY of us...right now, even without us knowing!! whereas when it's in a professional setting, the patient/victim is aware of it! it's a little too close to home to imagine being watched, for no matter what the reason...whether by a sex-crazed maniac (ooohhh) or by a man simply curious as to what's on our minds.
so next time walking down spring garden, or along quinpool, or in the suburbs even, look over your shoulder to see if you see a familiar face in the distance, cause you never know who's lurking back there...and what motive they may have in mind...
scared yet?
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
under the sheets, part deux
so not that i'm more obsessed than usual with this fine little topic or anything, but since it's nearing the end of the week (which is when i tend to be hornier) i thought i'd dedicate today's entry to just that...
for all my loyal readers, i believe there was an "under the sheets" part uno, so i'll stick with that header:
someone once said, the more you have of something, the more you want it! that's true with any addiction (old or newly formed) and it's true with sex. honestly, think about it! i'm sure we've all had our dry spells, where we've gone many lonely months without indulging, or being indulged for that matter! and during those sad time(s) we probably didn't really even notice we were drying up!! but the moment our dry spell came to an end and we cancelled our gym membership, we were hooked again!!
isn't that crazy?? sex is the most completely natural act on the planet! it really is, there's nothing more natural, nothing more fulfilling, nothing more relaxing than a good ol' romp in the hay! (i wonder where that expression comes from anyways??) it's so natural that it's even the best form of exercise we can do! when you think about it, you are actually exercising and stretching almost EVERY muscle in your body...that is, if you're doing it right!! during sex you release endorphins you probably didn't even know you had! it's probably the most natural high you can achieve in life; there's nothing like that warm and fuzzy feeling you feel throughout your entire being just after you've came!!
i read recently, or heard in a movie...whichever, that after sex the female brain releases a chemical into the body that promotes nurture, and makes the body want to cuddle (ie be nurtured, and feel safe). whereas the men's brain produces a chemical that makes it want to go to sleep!! now tell me please, how this works out in heterosexual relationships!! does the female cuddle the male's lifeless corpse??? i mean, seriously!!! i know how it works in gay relationships, we just both start to doze off!!!!! after a little cuddling, ofcourse!!!!
look around the room next time you're in a public place; everyone is there as the result of sex!!! isn't that a funny way to look at things?? two people had to have sex, so that we could all be alive!! (other than by artificial insemination, but even in that case some dude had to jizz in a cup...so i guess you could say he at least had sex with himself!!)
so if we're all the result of at least 'some' kind of sexual act...how can some people still deem sex to be "dirty" (and not in the good way) and "wrong"?? if it is so "natural" then why is it still somewhat "taboo"?
now it's not like this all the time, but you must admit that we still regard it as a sacred act, and i'm not saying it shouldn't be looked at in this manner, but there is still the odd situation where we find the topic a bit squeemish! like for example, it's still not considered completely 'ok' to discuss it in a professional setting. well how come???? what is it about certain situations that force us to shy away from 'sex talk'?
in my perfect world, sex would be something even more in your face!!! you know what i mean? out in the open, with kids talking about it from day one, with parents having more than just the "birds and the bees" chat...we wouldn't shy away from making out in public, and more often than not you'd be able to catch the occasional couple snoggin' in a club!! movies with explicit sex scenes would only be rated "adult accompanyment" instead of restricted, (cause let's face it, what's a movie without raunch)and sex toys would be sold at every 'five and dime' in town!!
can you imagine? but as i was writing this though, i've come to the realization that if sex was considered just as sacred as oh, let's say holding hands...it might lose the speacialness associated with it. because if it were different than it is now, and we just shrugged it off like it were nothing special, then that would become boring! just in the way that we don't gawk when we seen two people holding hands! that's become the norm with couples. but if it suddenly became socially acceptable to have sex on park benches in the commons, then the term "risque" would no longer exist...and it would be far less exciting!
so what do you think will be the future of 'sex'? are we headed down that road to explicitness where nothing will be sacred anymore, or will we simply stay on the track we're on where sex is still a little more bottom-shelf-paper bag?? who knows, really? whereas i don't really see some mind-blowing sexual revolution happening in the near future, little by little i believe the world is starting to come to terms with it's sexuality, and opening up to it's possibilitys!!
so my lesson today kiddos, is to not fear it, embrace it, experiment a little, no matter how taboo the kink...you might be surprised at how much you like it!! except for bisexuality...not only is that just a stop-over before 'gay-town', but it's double dipping...
don't be greedy...
i hope you've enjoyed your time under the sheets with me, it's been my pleasure! now hold your breath till i return, you kinky bitches...
for all my loyal readers, i believe there was an "under the sheets" part uno, so i'll stick with that header:
someone once said, the more you have of something, the more you want it! that's true with any addiction (old or newly formed) and it's true with sex. honestly, think about it! i'm sure we've all had our dry spells, where we've gone many lonely months without indulging, or being indulged for that matter! and during those sad time(s) we probably didn't really even notice we were drying up!! but the moment our dry spell came to an end and we cancelled our gym membership, we were hooked again!!
isn't that crazy?? sex is the most completely natural act on the planet! it really is, there's nothing more natural, nothing more fulfilling, nothing more relaxing than a good ol' romp in the hay! (i wonder where that expression comes from anyways??) it's so natural that it's even the best form of exercise we can do! when you think about it, you are actually exercising and stretching almost EVERY muscle in your body...that is, if you're doing it right!! during sex you release endorphins you probably didn't even know you had! it's probably the most natural high you can achieve in life; there's nothing like that warm and fuzzy feeling you feel throughout your entire being just after you've came!!
i read recently, or heard in a movie...whichever, that after sex the female brain releases a chemical into the body that promotes nurture, and makes the body want to cuddle (ie be nurtured, and feel safe). whereas the men's brain produces a chemical that makes it want to go to sleep!! now tell me please, how this works out in heterosexual relationships!! does the female cuddle the male's lifeless corpse??? i mean, seriously!!! i know how it works in gay relationships, we just both start to doze off!!!!! after a little cuddling, ofcourse!!!!
look around the room next time you're in a public place; everyone is there as the result of sex!!! isn't that a funny way to look at things?? two people had to have sex, so that we could all be alive!! (other than by artificial insemination, but even in that case some dude had to jizz in a cup...so i guess you could say he at least had sex with himself!!)
so if we're all the result of at least 'some' kind of sexual act...how can some people still deem sex to be "dirty" (and not in the good way) and "wrong"?? if it is so "natural" then why is it still somewhat "taboo"?
now it's not like this all the time, but you must admit that we still regard it as a sacred act, and i'm not saying it shouldn't be looked at in this manner, but there is still the odd situation where we find the topic a bit squeemish! like for example, it's still not considered completely 'ok' to discuss it in a professional setting. well how come???? what is it about certain situations that force us to shy away from 'sex talk'?
in my perfect world, sex would be something even more in your face!!! you know what i mean? out in the open, with kids talking about it from day one, with parents having more than just the "birds and the bees" chat...we wouldn't shy away from making out in public, and more often than not you'd be able to catch the occasional couple snoggin' in a club!! movies with explicit sex scenes would only be rated "adult accompanyment" instead of restricted, (cause let's face it, what's a movie without raunch)and sex toys would be sold at every 'five and dime' in town!!
can you imagine? but as i was writing this though, i've come to the realization that if sex was considered just as sacred as oh, let's say holding hands...it might lose the speacialness associated with it. because if it were different than it is now, and we just shrugged it off like it were nothing special, then that would become boring! just in the way that we don't gawk when we seen two people holding hands! that's become the norm with couples. but if it suddenly became socially acceptable to have sex on park benches in the commons, then the term "risque" would no longer exist...and it would be far less exciting!
so what do you think will be the future of 'sex'? are we headed down that road to explicitness where nothing will be sacred anymore, or will we simply stay on the track we're on where sex is still a little more bottom-shelf-paper bag?? who knows, really? whereas i don't really see some mind-blowing sexual revolution happening in the near future, little by little i believe the world is starting to come to terms with it's sexuality, and opening up to it's possibilitys!!
so my lesson today kiddos, is to not fear it, embrace it, experiment a little, no matter how taboo the kink...you might be surprised at how much you like it!! except for bisexuality...not only is that just a stop-over before 'gay-town', but it's double dipping...
don't be greedy...
i hope you've enjoyed your time under the sheets with me, it's been my pleasure! now hold your breath till i return, you kinky bitches...
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
blue eyed blonde
as i was on the bus this morning, on my commute-in to work, i was thinking of what i might write in my blog as i do every morning, when i caught a glimpse of my (newly blonde) reflection in the window. and it got me thinking; isn't it strange the associations we automatically make towards someone we have just met, simply because on the colour of their hair???
for example, let's just throw the most common stereotypes out there right now, the ones we're all thinking about, no holds bared, here we go;
blondes; dumb, sexy, slutty, flirty, flighty, ditzy...*ahem*
brunettes; intelligent, prim, proper, earthy, natural, girl-next-door...
redheads; fiery, fiesty, fun-loving, force-to-be-reckoned-with...
black hair; mysterious, sexy, dark, brooding, sensual...
did i miss anyone? now i want everyone to think of someone they know who's a blonde, then someone who's a brunette (etc, etc) and honestly consider if they hold atleast two of the aforementioned characteristics? am i right in my depiction?
so what does that mean? is it the hair colour that enforces someone to act in such ways? or is it the person themselves who embody the traits?? seriously, what does it mean? just because i'm a little dumb sometimes, a little flighty and a little ditzy...does that mean that it's all due to my sudden turn-around as a blonde...or is it simply more appropriate now??? (did i just insult myself?) what is it about hair colour that automatically forces us to make certain judgements at first glance? and what does that say about people who don't dye their hair? are they forced to remain in and act-out the characteristics that are commonly associated with people who share their natural hair colour?? for example is a natural brunette not allowed to be slutty? and is a blonde not allowed to be intelligent?
now, i wouldn't go that far. i'm talking about first impressions. and there's not a single person out there who will deny that when a blonde (guy or girl) walks into a room, judgements are automatically cast. it's not something we do on purpose, simply something that's engrained in our subconscious. is it a bad thing? not really, but that all depends on how we act on such judgements, and whether or not we give these people the chance to prove us wrong!!
i think the most common misconceptions we make are about blondes, and their capacity/tendency to be dumb!! i mean, blonde jokes are aplenty...moreso than any other type of jokes in existence...for example:
Q: What's the difference between a blonde and a solar powered calculator?
A: The blonde works in the dark!
Q: What does a blonde put behind her ears to make her more attractive?
A: Her ankles
Q: What do Blondes say after sex?
A1: Thanks Guys.
A2: Are you boys all in the same band?
A3: Do you guys all play for the Green Bay Packers?
Q: What does a blonde owl say?
A: What, what
Q: Why did the blonde tattoo her zip code on her stomach?
A: So her male would get delivered to the right box
Q: Why did the blonde call the welfare office?
A: She wanted to know how to cook food stamps
Q: What is blond, brunette, blond, brunette, ....?
A: A blond doing cartwheels.
Q: What is the connection between a blonde and a halogen headlamp?
A: They both get screwed on the front of a Ford Escort
Q: What did the blonde say when asked if she'd ever been picked up by 'the fuzz'?
A: 'No. But I've been swung around by the tits.'
sorry, i got a bit carried away...fuck, those crack me up!!! tee hee!! i always find it interesting when people are describing "their types", and some people are like "i only like blondes"...that's the biggest crock of poo ever!! you can say you PREFER certain hair colours, but you can't be opposed to meeting and feeling attracted to someone based on the colour of their hair!! that's absurd!! so that would be like saying that even though someone met their soulmate, it wouldn't work out because they have the wrong colour hair!!! craziness, i tell you!! what is it about hair colour that can make or break our feelings towards people? and why are there such strong feelings attached to such concepts??
so anyways, we obviously make some misconceptions (?) about people based on appearances, many of which i have just mentioned. and for some reason it's the hair colour that seems to be the main thing and the first thing we notice! now why this is, is beyond me! perhaps it's because it's the strongest attribute and the most visual one we experience...but i'd like to blame society for atleast part of it!
so today's lesson children, is the next time some blonde hotty walks into your office, struttin' his stuff, lookin' like he's got one brain cell left and it's stuck on stupid, give him some credit...he's not dumb, he's just drawn that way...
for example, let's just throw the most common stereotypes out there right now, the ones we're all thinking about, no holds bared, here we go;
blondes; dumb, sexy, slutty, flirty, flighty, ditzy...*ahem*
brunettes; intelligent, prim, proper, earthy, natural, girl-next-door...
redheads; fiery, fiesty, fun-loving, force-to-be-reckoned-with...
black hair; mysterious, sexy, dark, brooding, sensual...
did i miss anyone? now i want everyone to think of someone they know who's a blonde, then someone who's a brunette (etc, etc) and honestly consider if they hold atleast two of the aforementioned characteristics? am i right in my depiction?
so what does that mean? is it the hair colour that enforces someone to act in such ways? or is it the person themselves who embody the traits?? seriously, what does it mean? just because i'm a little dumb sometimes, a little flighty and a little ditzy...does that mean that it's all due to my sudden turn-around as a blonde...or is it simply more appropriate now??? (did i just insult myself?) what is it about hair colour that automatically forces us to make certain judgements at first glance? and what does that say about people who don't dye their hair? are they forced to remain in and act-out the characteristics that are commonly associated with people who share their natural hair colour?? for example is a natural brunette not allowed to be slutty? and is a blonde not allowed to be intelligent?
now, i wouldn't go that far. i'm talking about first impressions. and there's not a single person out there who will deny that when a blonde (guy or girl) walks into a room, judgements are automatically cast. it's not something we do on purpose, simply something that's engrained in our subconscious. is it a bad thing? not really, but that all depends on how we act on such judgements, and whether or not we give these people the chance to prove us wrong!!
i think the most common misconceptions we make are about blondes, and their capacity/tendency to be dumb!! i mean, blonde jokes are aplenty...moreso than any other type of jokes in existence...for example:
Q: What's the difference between a blonde and a solar powered calculator?
A: The blonde works in the dark!
Q: What does a blonde put behind her ears to make her more attractive?
A: Her ankles
Q: What do Blondes say after sex?
A1: Thanks Guys.
A2: Are you boys all in the same band?
A3: Do you guys all play for the Green Bay Packers?
Q: What does a blonde owl say?
A: What, what
Q: Why did the blonde tattoo her zip code on her stomach?
A: So her male would get delivered to the right box
Q: Why did the blonde call the welfare office?
A: She wanted to know how to cook food stamps
Q: What is blond, brunette, blond, brunette, ....?
A: A blond doing cartwheels.
Q: What is the connection between a blonde and a halogen headlamp?
A: They both get screwed on the front of a Ford Escort
Q: What did the blonde say when asked if she'd ever been picked up by 'the fuzz'?
A: 'No. But I've been swung around by the tits.'
sorry, i got a bit carried away...fuck, those crack me up!!! tee hee!! i always find it interesting when people are describing "their types", and some people are like "i only like blondes"...that's the biggest crock of poo ever!! you can say you PREFER certain hair colours, but you can't be opposed to meeting and feeling attracted to someone based on the colour of their hair!! that's absurd!! so that would be like saying that even though someone met their soulmate, it wouldn't work out because they have the wrong colour hair!!! craziness, i tell you!! what is it about hair colour that can make or break our feelings towards people? and why are there such strong feelings attached to such concepts??
so anyways, we obviously make some misconceptions (?) about people based on appearances, many of which i have just mentioned. and for some reason it's the hair colour that seems to be the main thing and the first thing we notice! now why this is, is beyond me! perhaps it's because it's the strongest attribute and the most visual one we experience...but i'd like to blame society for atleast part of it!
so today's lesson children, is the next time some blonde hotty walks into your office, struttin' his stuff, lookin' like he's got one brain cell left and it's stuck on stupid, give him some credit...he's not dumb, he's just drawn that way...
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
gettin' inked
so i made an appointment for my next tattoo on the weekend...yes, kiddies this will make 6!!! i was thinking today how i have been getting tattoos for almost 10 years!!!!! isn't that retarded??? i was 15 when this whole 'gettin' inked' fiasco started! and i remember it to this very day. i even still have the underwear that i wore (don't be disgusted, they're in imaculate condition...unlike others i still wear; waffle-cut-off-long-john's...fuck...) with the ink stain on them from that day.
tattoos were something that i think we all became interested by, in early highschool. it was the thing! and as some naive little highschoolers do, we, or should i say I, succombed to the pressure of fitting in, and poof! an obsession was born!
and don't fool yourself, it is an obsession! or an addiction, choose your term! it's all the same in my books! i remember going into skintastic when they were on gottingen st back in the day, and seeing a small sign on the door which read; WARNING, TATTOOS ARE ADDICTIVE. i had been warned about this fact from day one, and was oblivious to the fact that it's actually true! isn't that always the way it is with addictions though? we totally think we're invincible at first, eh? anyways...as i sit here writing to you, understand that in the face of my 6th design...THEY ARE AS ADDICTIVE AS THEY SAY THEY ARE!!
so my first experience; as i said i was 15...a naive little individual in grade 10, his first year in highschool. the buzz was around, and it was all the rage (all of a sudden) to get tattoos. "skintastic" was the recommended place to go, although it was on gottingen, (which didn't have the best rep back then) they were known for not checking id's, and basically tattooing anyone (keep in mind this was the late '90's!! today they don't tattoo anyone under 18 years of age, even with parental consent, and EVERYONE gets id'd...no matter what you look like! it's protocol!) i remember it was eilish and michael huggins who came with me, and it was a rainy day in june (?) i had already chickened out the day before, and was back for the second time. as soon as i went up those stairs, and heard the chainsaw buzz of the needle, i almost peed my pants!!
the place was beyond grungy. i remember, the dude came out and was like "who's next?" and lil' ol' me raised my hand. "what do you want?" i pointed to the four-leafed clover picture i picked out of the book, still to this day my favourite one. "where do you want it?" i pointed to my right hip. "...get in the chair" his name was kyle leblanc, and he was wonderful...there's a certain relationship that exists between you and your tattoo artist. i mean really, it's basically besides sex, the most intimate position you can be in with someone else. think about it; there's a strange man's hands all over your body poking needles into you, drawing something that will be on your body forever! i wouldn't call the experience sexual, but moreso sensual. it's the most unique feeling in the world, unlike anything else on the planet. everytime someone asks me to explain the sensation to them of getting a tattoo, i'm at a loss for words. ofcourse it's pain, but almost a sweet kind of pain. the most acurate description i've heard was that it's like an irritating kind of pain, something that makes you grit your teeth, not scream out! it's not like cat scratches, that bullshit! nothing that bad. the area goes numb after a while anyways, it's when he stops and the feeling returns to that area that the pain feeling returns and when he starts up again it stings like a bitch! it's definitely a rush; i mean all your energy and focus is centered in on that particular area, and you have nothing to do but 'FEEL'. do you know what i mean? you can't think of anything else at that time, try as you might.
so i've been back to see mr. leblanc 5 times. saturday will be my sixth. actually my second one, the dragonfly on my ankle, was done by his sidekick (who's name escapes me, but he wasn't nearly as attractive as kyle...in fact he was sorta scary). kyle is an interesting man, sexy in an odd sort of way. he's tattooed, but not overtly so; he has nothing above the neck (unlike scary dude), and he's got a beautiful face with piercing, trusting eyes and a military hair cut. the reason i keep going back to him is because he's got hands you can trust. he makes you feel at ease, and he definitely knows what he's doing. that and he's perverted and isn't afraid to make you crack up to break the ice!! i always go in forgetting exactly how it feels, and not knowing what to expect. for one, because i always get them on different parts of my body, and secondly because i usually wait about a year before thinking about getting another! but from the second that needle first hits your skin, it all comes flooding back to you. everything, every feeling, every sensation, even every memory of the times before! it's like it was yesterday.
honestly and truly, tattoos are probably the most exciting and thrilling thing i have ever done, and coming from me...that's pretty damn good! obviously there's a permanence factor involved; this little drawing will be on your skin FOREVER!! to some, that's a scary idea...but to others (such as myself) it's the whole point of getting them!! people say to me: "i don't want something that's gonna look all wrinkly when i'm 60"...and i'm like 'honey, ain't nobody gonna wanna look at your wrinkly ol' body when you're 60 anyways!! and by then it'll just seem like a mole on your body!!' no i'm just kidding about the wrinkly body thing! but seriously, it's not gonna matter to you when your that age, enjoy your youth and experiment a little!!
the body is a blank canvas, just begging to be decorated! it's self expression, not self mutilation! yes it's permanent, but so are scars! think about a design, no matter how small, and just think about it! i promise you won't regret it!
tattoos were something that i think we all became interested by, in early highschool. it was the thing! and as some naive little highschoolers do, we, or should i say I, succombed to the pressure of fitting in, and poof! an obsession was born!
and don't fool yourself, it is an obsession! or an addiction, choose your term! it's all the same in my books! i remember going into skintastic when they were on gottingen st back in the day, and seeing a small sign on the door which read; WARNING, TATTOOS ARE ADDICTIVE. i had been warned about this fact from day one, and was oblivious to the fact that it's actually true! isn't that always the way it is with addictions though? we totally think we're invincible at first, eh? anyways...as i sit here writing to you, understand that in the face of my 6th design...THEY ARE AS ADDICTIVE AS THEY SAY THEY ARE!!
so my first experience; as i said i was 15...a naive little individual in grade 10, his first year in highschool. the buzz was around, and it was all the rage (all of a sudden) to get tattoos. "skintastic" was the recommended place to go, although it was on gottingen, (which didn't have the best rep back then) they were known for not checking id's, and basically tattooing anyone (keep in mind this was the late '90's!! today they don't tattoo anyone under 18 years of age, even with parental consent, and EVERYONE gets id'd...no matter what you look like! it's protocol!) i remember it was eilish and michael huggins who came with me, and it was a rainy day in june (?) i had already chickened out the day before, and was back for the second time. as soon as i went up those stairs, and heard the chainsaw buzz of the needle, i almost peed my pants!!
the place was beyond grungy. i remember, the dude came out and was like "who's next?" and lil' ol' me raised my hand. "what do you want?" i pointed to the four-leafed clover picture i picked out of the book, still to this day my favourite one. "where do you want it?" i pointed to my right hip. "...get in the chair" his name was kyle leblanc, and he was wonderful...there's a certain relationship that exists between you and your tattoo artist. i mean really, it's basically besides sex, the most intimate position you can be in with someone else. think about it; there's a strange man's hands all over your body poking needles into you, drawing something that will be on your body forever! i wouldn't call the experience sexual, but moreso sensual. it's the most unique feeling in the world, unlike anything else on the planet. everytime someone asks me to explain the sensation to them of getting a tattoo, i'm at a loss for words. ofcourse it's pain, but almost a sweet kind of pain. the most acurate description i've heard was that it's like an irritating kind of pain, something that makes you grit your teeth, not scream out! it's not like cat scratches, that bullshit! nothing that bad. the area goes numb after a while anyways, it's when he stops and the feeling returns to that area that the pain feeling returns and when he starts up again it stings like a bitch! it's definitely a rush; i mean all your energy and focus is centered in on that particular area, and you have nothing to do but 'FEEL'. do you know what i mean? you can't think of anything else at that time, try as you might.
so i've been back to see mr. leblanc 5 times. saturday will be my sixth. actually my second one, the dragonfly on my ankle, was done by his sidekick (who's name escapes me, but he wasn't nearly as attractive as kyle...in fact he was sorta scary). kyle is an interesting man, sexy in an odd sort of way. he's tattooed, but not overtly so; he has nothing above the neck (unlike scary dude), and he's got a beautiful face with piercing, trusting eyes and a military hair cut. the reason i keep going back to him is because he's got hands you can trust. he makes you feel at ease, and he definitely knows what he's doing. that and he's perverted and isn't afraid to make you crack up to break the ice!! i always go in forgetting exactly how it feels, and not knowing what to expect. for one, because i always get them on different parts of my body, and secondly because i usually wait about a year before thinking about getting another! but from the second that needle first hits your skin, it all comes flooding back to you. everything, every feeling, every sensation, even every memory of the times before! it's like it was yesterday.
honestly and truly, tattoos are probably the most exciting and thrilling thing i have ever done, and coming from me...that's pretty damn good! obviously there's a permanence factor involved; this little drawing will be on your skin FOREVER!! to some, that's a scary idea...but to others (such as myself) it's the whole point of getting them!! people say to me: "i don't want something that's gonna look all wrinkly when i'm 60"...and i'm like 'honey, ain't nobody gonna wanna look at your wrinkly ol' body when you're 60 anyways!! and by then it'll just seem like a mole on your body!!' no i'm just kidding about the wrinkly body thing! but seriously, it's not gonna matter to you when your that age, enjoy your youth and experiment a little!!
the body is a blank canvas, just begging to be decorated! it's self expression, not self mutilation! yes it's permanent, but so are scars! think about a design, no matter how small, and just think about it! i promise you won't regret it!
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
gossip
it's interesting how we seem to be getting more and more obsessed with gossip, as a culture! you know what i mean? it struck me last night while christina and i were 'gossiping' (or talking as the case may be...is there a difference?) about our friends and the people in our lives, that i started thinking; wow, i wonder if people talk about ME like this?
i mean, my friends and i discuss 'eachother' and our present situations more often than not! 90% of the time in a positive, discussion type of way! the other 10% of the time in a not-so positive, somewhat demeaning, kinda negative/shitty kind of way!
but this is to be expected, right? i mean, you can't put a bunch of people together, with completely different attitudes and opinions, present them with conflicts (let's call that 'life') and not expect them to gossip about it!
gossip stems back to the first sign of the written word. yes kids, the bible!! i mean it's really all gossip, isn't it? i mean look at the psalms; you have matthew who's saying this, and then you have luke saying 'no, this is what i heard'...and it wasn't until someone actually decided to write it down, that we had "religion". and from then on, we've been telling stories. now i hope some don't think i'm being blasphemous by calling religion "gossip", but you have to agree that the idea's got merit! because what is the bible, but a collection of stories? right?
so gossip has been around since the dawn of time! we as a human race, enjoy telling stories. like i said, we've been doing it forever! today gossip has it's own fuckin' industry! next time you stroll down the grocery store check-out line, look around...we've been supporting the gossip industry whether directly or indirectly for years! i for one, am a HUGE fan! i gobble up STAR and US magazine like they're going out of style! it's MY bible!! and it's funny, cause the more i look at these magazines, the more i realize that everyone else IS right: THEY ARE SMUT!! you've got IN TOUCH, one of the newest ones on the market...full of pretty pictures, and interesting stories, at only $2.99 a pop!! but as you'll see when you flip through the many back-issues of it i keep in my bathroom, they're all just stories!! NOT ONE CONCRETE FACT EXISTS AMONG THESE PAGES!! no interviews, nothing!! it's just someone's opinion!! at least PEOPLE and US have actual interviews with these celebs first hand!
but why am i complaining? i LOVE it!!!! i must, i keep buying them every week! (and yes, they are published every week...i mean, paris can do a lot of damage in a week so they've gotta keep on top of everything!) what i'm trying to say, is that we adore gossip! some of us actually base our lives around it! why are we so enthralled by juice? you know what i mean? we love dishing dirt on our friends; we love spreading shit on the person we saw on the bus last week from highschool who got really fat, or the girl who got engaged from first year university who we all thought was anorexic!
most of the time we can't get enough! and most of the time we love to dish on the people we know NOTHING about!! strangers! how judgemental is that? where do we get off thinking we can publicly insult and judge someone we've never even met!!! at least when it's someone we know, most of the time we've got enough concrete facts to back up the gossip! and most of the time we have an actual motive, besides pure unadulterated hatred that we hold for certain blonde celebrity socialites...ahem...
we all have opinions, and isn't that the other side of gossip? some of them are strong and others are weaker, but whenever we voice these opinions aren't we gossiping?? whenever we express an emotional response to a topic, we make the risk of harming someone. and to me, that's gossiping! not always a bad thing, but it's still gossip!
so there you have it! story telling and having opinions! that's the bulk of gossip, and there's proof that we all partake! so what's the moral of the story? if it's something we all participate in, what's the lesser of the evil? is it possible to gossip nobly? and if EVERYONE does something, does that make it ok? hmmmm, well no not really...but it all depends on what we gossip about, right? if we do it with the whole purpose of causing harm to someone, then i'd recommend stopping...but if we do it constructively, with the aim of doing good...no worries!
what's the wiccan saying? what we send out, comes back times three...
keep that in mind the next time you dish on the brit!
i mean, my friends and i discuss 'eachother' and our present situations more often than not! 90% of the time in a positive, discussion type of way! the other 10% of the time in a not-so positive, somewhat demeaning, kinda negative/shitty kind of way!
but this is to be expected, right? i mean, you can't put a bunch of people together, with completely different attitudes and opinions, present them with conflicts (let's call that 'life') and not expect them to gossip about it!
gossip stems back to the first sign of the written word. yes kids, the bible!! i mean it's really all gossip, isn't it? i mean look at the psalms; you have matthew who's saying this, and then you have luke saying 'no, this is what i heard'...and it wasn't until someone actually decided to write it down, that we had "religion". and from then on, we've been telling stories. now i hope some don't think i'm being blasphemous by calling religion "gossip", but you have to agree that the idea's got merit! because what is the bible, but a collection of stories? right?
so gossip has been around since the dawn of time! we as a human race, enjoy telling stories. like i said, we've been doing it forever! today gossip has it's own fuckin' industry! next time you stroll down the grocery store check-out line, look around...we've been supporting the gossip industry whether directly or indirectly for years! i for one, am a HUGE fan! i gobble up STAR and US magazine like they're going out of style! it's MY bible!! and it's funny, cause the more i look at these magazines, the more i realize that everyone else IS right: THEY ARE SMUT!! you've got IN TOUCH, one of the newest ones on the market...full of pretty pictures, and interesting stories, at only $2.99 a pop!! but as you'll see when you flip through the many back-issues of it i keep in my bathroom, they're all just stories!! NOT ONE CONCRETE FACT EXISTS AMONG THESE PAGES!! no interviews, nothing!! it's just someone's opinion!! at least PEOPLE and US have actual interviews with these celebs first hand!
but why am i complaining? i LOVE it!!!! i must, i keep buying them every week! (and yes, they are published every week...i mean, paris can do a lot of damage in a week so they've gotta keep on top of everything!) what i'm trying to say, is that we adore gossip! some of us actually base our lives around it! why are we so enthralled by juice? you know what i mean? we love dishing dirt on our friends; we love spreading shit on the person we saw on the bus last week from highschool who got really fat, or the girl who got engaged from first year university who we all thought was anorexic!
most of the time we can't get enough! and most of the time we love to dish on the people we know NOTHING about!! strangers! how judgemental is that? where do we get off thinking we can publicly insult and judge someone we've never even met!!! at least when it's someone we know, most of the time we've got enough concrete facts to back up the gossip! and most of the time we have an actual motive, besides pure unadulterated hatred that we hold for certain blonde celebrity socialites...ahem...
we all have opinions, and isn't that the other side of gossip? some of them are strong and others are weaker, but whenever we voice these opinions aren't we gossiping?? whenever we express an emotional response to a topic, we make the risk of harming someone. and to me, that's gossiping! not always a bad thing, but it's still gossip!
so there you have it! story telling and having opinions! that's the bulk of gossip, and there's proof that we all partake! so what's the moral of the story? if it's something we all participate in, what's the lesser of the evil? is it possible to gossip nobly? and if EVERYONE does something, does that make it ok? hmmmm, well no not really...but it all depends on what we gossip about, right? if we do it with the whole purpose of causing harm to someone, then i'd recommend stopping...but if we do it constructively, with the aim of doing good...no worries!
what's the wiccan saying? what we send out, comes back times three...
keep that in mind the next time you dish on the brit!
Thursday, March 10, 2005
soap operas
every day when i pass soap opera digest in the grocery store line-up, i'm struck with a feeling of awe! this is 2005...and in a world where society seems plagued by reality television, and the occasional shitty sitcom, we can always count on one thing...and that's the existence of soap operas in the daytime tv line-up!!
all my children, days of our lives, passions, general hospital, the young and the restless, the bold and the beautiful, coronation street (i had to)...did i miss any?? how long have these shows been on the air???? how is it that they're still on the air??? do they have honestly enough ratings to STAY on the air after all these years??? and what happened to another world?? remember that one?
i was telling blake the other day how one of my earliest memories of growing up is of being at my grandparents house (they used to babysit me after school in elementary), and every day at 3 pm we would sit down together and watch 'another world'. well i was hooked!! i used to go to school the next day and tell all my friends about the craziness that ensued the day before on my story. whether a child of that age should have been watching that smut in the first place, is another story...
anywhozle-bees, then they take it off the air!! what was i to do without vicky and cass to fill my days??? was i to simply find another one to obsess about?
ok, i'm getting off track. what i'm trying to say is that soaps have possibly the WORST plot themes of any type of show in existence!!!! how do they last so long? i'll tell you how they last so long, it's because they only employ the MOST GORGEOUS of the actors working today! actually, you probably don't even have to be an actor to work in soaps, all you have to do is have a pretty face and an 8' x 10" to be hired! i mean, tune in any day of the week and check out the high-caliber acting that goes on in these soaps. the only, and i mean, only reason they don't get cancelled (in my opinion) is due to the fact that they constantly hire/replace their characters with the hotty-of-the-hotts-make-me-wanna-drool-and-cum-in-my-pants style people!!
they're totally loopy!! sometimes the plots are so far outside of reality, you think they hire 5 year old toddlers to do their bidding and write the scripts! why just look at 'passions'!!! tell me that that entire show is anything but a giant acid trip and i'll smack you in the face!! how is it that this show is still on the air?? does it still have enough loyal viewers to keep it going? and if so, WHO are these people??
now, it is true that every now and then when i have a holiday during the week, i due (guiltily) tune in and try to catch up to one or two of these soaps...namely passions, cause it's retardidly easy to catch up with due to it's impossibly-simple story lines, and far-fetched ideas!!
have you ever noticed how long they can actually make ONE day last? you see this mostly around christmas time, where it will be christmas eve on the show for weeks!!!! then you turn around and the next week they're all celebrating valentine's day!! it's totally not true to time, and they end up cheating us as viewers. however, that's how they manage to allow us to catch up so easily. otherwise we'd have to actually tune in EVERY day, for fear we'd miss something!!
so are they simply trash tv? moreso than dawson's creek or felicity ever was? and would they ever survive in another time slot? like say, during must-see thursdays prime time line-up? and would they still be on if they weren't trashy?
i think not.
so enjoy your soaps while your home sick one of these days, relish every trashy minute, and try and appreciate the hard work those 5 year-olds have gone through while writing those silly little scripts!
all my children, days of our lives, passions, general hospital, the young and the restless, the bold and the beautiful, coronation street (i had to)...did i miss any?? how long have these shows been on the air???? how is it that they're still on the air??? do they have honestly enough ratings to STAY on the air after all these years??? and what happened to another world?? remember that one?
i was telling blake the other day how one of my earliest memories of growing up is of being at my grandparents house (they used to babysit me after school in elementary), and every day at 3 pm we would sit down together and watch 'another world'. well i was hooked!! i used to go to school the next day and tell all my friends about the craziness that ensued the day before on my story. whether a child of that age should have been watching that smut in the first place, is another story...
anywhozle-bees, then they take it off the air!! what was i to do without vicky and cass to fill my days??? was i to simply find another one to obsess about?
ok, i'm getting off track. what i'm trying to say is that soaps have possibly the WORST plot themes of any type of show in existence!!!! how do they last so long? i'll tell you how they last so long, it's because they only employ the MOST GORGEOUS of the actors working today! actually, you probably don't even have to be an actor to work in soaps, all you have to do is have a pretty face and an 8' x 10" to be hired! i mean, tune in any day of the week and check out the high-caliber acting that goes on in these soaps. the only, and i mean, only reason they don't get cancelled (in my opinion) is due to the fact that they constantly hire/replace their characters with the hotty-of-the-hotts-make-me-wanna-drool-and-cum-in-my-pants style people!!
they're totally loopy!! sometimes the plots are so far outside of reality, you think they hire 5 year old toddlers to do their bidding and write the scripts! why just look at 'passions'!!! tell me that that entire show is anything but a giant acid trip and i'll smack you in the face!! how is it that this show is still on the air?? does it still have enough loyal viewers to keep it going? and if so, WHO are these people??
now, it is true that every now and then when i have a holiday during the week, i due (guiltily) tune in and try to catch up to one or two of these soaps...namely passions, cause it's retardidly easy to catch up with due to it's impossibly-simple story lines, and far-fetched ideas!!
have you ever noticed how long they can actually make ONE day last? you see this mostly around christmas time, where it will be christmas eve on the show for weeks!!!! then you turn around and the next week they're all celebrating valentine's day!! it's totally not true to time, and they end up cheating us as viewers. however, that's how they manage to allow us to catch up so easily. otherwise we'd have to actually tune in EVERY day, for fear we'd miss something!!
so are they simply trash tv? moreso than dawson's creek or felicity ever was? and would they ever survive in another time slot? like say, during must-see thursdays prime time line-up? and would they still be on if they weren't trashy?
i think not.
so enjoy your soaps while your home sick one of these days, relish every trashy minute, and try and appreciate the hard work those 5 year-olds have gone through while writing those silly little scripts!
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
phobia
have you ever noticed how there's a phobia for basically EVERYTHING on our planet?? honestly, there's a scientifically devised term for a fear of basically anything you can imagine!!
from some of the more common ones (and ones to which i can personally relate) snakes and spiders, to silly little ones like the fear of the number 13! can you imagine? how can someone be afraid of a number???? or of an inanimate object that has no real power behind it, except for the one you give it!! now before i get too far off track, let me give you some silly little examples:
fear of:
13, number- Triskadekaphobia.
8, number- Octophobia.
Alcohol- Methyphobia or Potophobia (no problem with that one!!)
Amnesia- Amnesiphobia (how can someone be afraid of having amnesia???)
Beards- Pogonophobia (tee hee, no wonder i love your baby face honey!!)
Body, things to the left side of the body- Levophobia.
Body, things to the right side of the body- Dextrophobia (is it mean to mock?)
Bums or beggars- Hobophobia (i think that may be my favourite!)
Church- Ecclesiophobia (interesting)
Colors- Chromophobia or Chromatophobia. (how is that possible?)
Demons- Demonophobia or Daemonophobia (wheres angel when you need him)
Dizziness or vertigo when looking down- Illyngophobia (vertigo's scary)
Dogs or rabies- Cynophobia. (hounds of baskerville!!)
Dolls- Pediophobia.
Englishness- Anglophobia.
Erect penis- Medorthophobia. (once again, no problem there...)
Food or eating- Sitophobia or Sitiophobia (feed joey keefe)
Friday the 13th- Paraskavedekatriaphobia (my birthday's on friday the 13th this year)
Girls, young or virgins- Parthenophobia. (humph)
Japanese or Japanese culture- Japanophobia (anybody see the grudge?)
Memories- Mnemophobia.(*cough cough bull shit cough cough*)
Mother-in-law- Pentheraphobia
Mushrooms- Mycophobia.(wait, magic?)
Outer space- Spacephobia.(that seems somewhat cheap, eh?)
Politicians- Politicophobia. (i've found my answer to my naiveness!)
Pope- Papaphobia.
Rape- Virginitiphobia (really?)
Sitting down- Kathisophobia
Snakes- Ophidiophobia or Snakephobia.
Snow- Chionophobia.
the last two describe me to a 't'!!
but really, i mean scrolling down that list it kinda makes you wanna giggle a bit, cause to us they seem silly! but their not silly to the ones who suffer from them. because i'm sure there are some people out there who do have a deeply rooted aversion to the pope, and that the mere mention of his title does in fact instill a nauseating fear in their hearts...i won't name names...just kiddin'!
and i'm sure there's people out there who LOVE snakes, and love holding them and having them crawl all over them...(make me heave), and these people probably laugh at me when i cringe at the mere mention of the word 'snake'.
truth is, that we're all different, and things effect us differently according to our personality's. what terrifies me, might enthrall the next bloke! and vise versa.
what's interesting about it all, is where these fears stem from. what is it that happens to some that causes them to develop such phobias? is it a part of our genetics to be more fearful than the norm? in my opinion, phobias only have power because we give them power. it's the attention we pay to them that stokes their influence on us. it's definitely mind over matter! if we were to convince ourselves that snakes are actually as cute and cuddly as a newborn puppy and that they're not really the spawn of satan, then maybe our fear would slowly disintegrate. but it's because i could never bring myself to actually touch one without vomiting all over myself, that i will be forever afraid of them.
take the show "fear factor" for instance! who feels such a need to conquer their worst fears??? who cares that much! you don't see people with hobophobia (fear of homeless people) being confronted with beggars on live television!! no, that's not entertainment!~ we'd rather see crazy gross things like goat testicles getting gobbled up!! but anyways, don't even get me started on reality tv!!
point is, that if we don't want our fears to take over us then we have to stop believing in them! it's once we allow them to get the best of us that they have the most power...
chicken shits...
from some of the more common ones (and ones to which i can personally relate) snakes and spiders, to silly little ones like the fear of the number 13! can you imagine? how can someone be afraid of a number???? or of an inanimate object that has no real power behind it, except for the one you give it!! now before i get too far off track, let me give you some silly little examples:
fear of:
13, number- Triskadekaphobia.
8, number- Octophobia.
Alcohol- Methyphobia or Potophobia (no problem with that one!!)
Amnesia- Amnesiphobia (how can someone be afraid of having amnesia???)
Beards- Pogonophobia (tee hee, no wonder i love your baby face honey!!)
Body, things to the left side of the body- Levophobia.
Body, things to the right side of the body- Dextrophobia (is it mean to mock?)
Bums or beggars- Hobophobia (i think that may be my favourite!)
Church- Ecclesiophobia (interesting)
Colors- Chromophobia or Chromatophobia. (how is that possible?)
Demons- Demonophobia or Daemonophobia (wheres angel when you need him)
Dizziness or vertigo when looking down- Illyngophobia (vertigo's scary)
Dogs or rabies- Cynophobia. (hounds of baskerville!!)
Dolls- Pediophobia.
Englishness- Anglophobia.
Erect penis- Medorthophobia. (once again, no problem there...)
Food or eating- Sitophobia or Sitiophobia (feed joey keefe)
Friday the 13th- Paraskavedekatriaphobia (my birthday's on friday the 13th this year)
Girls, young or virgins- Parthenophobia. (humph)
Japanese or Japanese culture- Japanophobia (anybody see the grudge?)
Memories- Mnemophobia.(*cough cough bull shit cough cough*)
Mother-in-law- Pentheraphobia
Mushrooms- Mycophobia.(wait, magic?)
Outer space- Spacephobia.(that seems somewhat cheap, eh?)
Politicians- Politicophobia. (i've found my answer to my naiveness!)
Pope- Papaphobia.
Rape- Virginitiphobia (really?)
Sitting down- Kathisophobia
Snakes- Ophidiophobia or Snakephobia.
Snow- Chionophobia.
the last two describe me to a 't'!!
but really, i mean scrolling down that list it kinda makes you wanna giggle a bit, cause to us they seem silly! but their not silly to the ones who suffer from them. because i'm sure there are some people out there who do have a deeply rooted aversion to the pope, and that the mere mention of his title does in fact instill a nauseating fear in their hearts...i won't name names...just kiddin'!
and i'm sure there's people out there who LOVE snakes, and love holding them and having them crawl all over them...(make me heave), and these people probably laugh at me when i cringe at the mere mention of the word 'snake'.
truth is, that we're all different, and things effect us differently according to our personality's. what terrifies me, might enthrall the next bloke! and vise versa.
what's interesting about it all, is where these fears stem from. what is it that happens to some that causes them to develop such phobias? is it a part of our genetics to be more fearful than the norm? in my opinion, phobias only have power because we give them power. it's the attention we pay to them that stokes their influence on us. it's definitely mind over matter! if we were to convince ourselves that snakes are actually as cute and cuddly as a newborn puppy and that they're not really the spawn of satan, then maybe our fear would slowly disintegrate. but it's because i could never bring myself to actually touch one without vomiting all over myself, that i will be forever afraid of them.
take the show "fear factor" for instance! who feels such a need to conquer their worst fears??? who cares that much! you don't see people with hobophobia (fear of homeless people) being confronted with beggars on live television!! no, that's not entertainment!~ we'd rather see crazy gross things like goat testicles getting gobbled up!! but anyways, don't even get me started on reality tv!!
point is, that if we don't want our fears to take over us then we have to stop believing in them! it's once we allow them to get the best of us that they have the most power...
chicken shits...
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
color
let's begin today with a definition; according to dictionary.com, color means this:
That aspect of things that is caused by differing qualities of the light reflected or emitted by them, definable in terms of the observer or of the light, as:
The appearance of objects or light sources described in terms of the individual's perception of them, involving hue, lightness, and saturation for objects and hue, brightness, and saturation for light sources.
The characteristics of light by which the individual is made aware of objects or light sources through the receptors of the eye, described in terms of dominant wavelength, luminance, and purity.
A substance, such as a dye, pigment, or paint, that imparts a hue...
it's not until definition #11, which says:
Variety of expression.
Vivid, picturesque detail: a story with a lot of color in it.
well i don't know about dictionary.com, but that's not what color 'signifies' to me at all!! but that's just it, i can't expect to get a true "symbolic significance" from a dictionary, what i'm going to get is a "definition". and in this case, that's not what i'm looking for!
what's sparking this ponderance into 'color', you ask? well i'm in the process of thinking of what color to paint my living room...and it got me thinking, what's in a color? do colors have powers? is there symbolic meaning behind colors?
i can't help but think back to the time when renee and christina and i fell asleep in christina's freshly painted bedroom; chrisina had just painted it a lilac shade, like a very pale purple, and it was one of the most soothing shades i had ever seen! so soothing, that the three of us totally drifted off together into a deep slumber!!
so if lilac is soothing, what do other colors mean? my room is currently a light, baby blue-like color! which i have found to be completely and totally therapeutic, and dream-inducing! someone told me recently that a pink room will make you feel confused, and unable to concentrate. interesting, eh?
here's some more symbolic meanings behind colors i found;
Red is the color of fire and blood, so it is associated with energy, war, danger, strength, power, determination as well as passion, desire, and love.
Orange combines the energy of red and the happiness of yellow. It is associated with joy, sunshine, and the tropics. Orange represents enthusiasm, fascination, happiness, creativity, determination, attraction, success, encouragement, and stimulation
Yellow is the color of sunshine. It's associated with joy, happiness, intellect, and energy
Green is the color of nature. It symbolizes growth, harmony, freshness, and fertility. Green has strong emotional correspondence with safety. Dark green is also commonly associated with money.
Blue is the color of the sky and sea. It is often associated with depth and stability. It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven.
Purple combines the stability of blue and the energy of red. Purple is associated with royalty. It symbolizes power, nobility, luxury, and ambition. It conveys wealth and extravagance. Purple is associated with wisdom, dignity, independence, creativity, mystery, and magic
White is associated with light, goodness, innocence, purity, and virginity. It is considered to be the color of perfection.
Black is associated with power, elegance, formality, death, evil, and mystery.
Black is a mysterious color associated with fear and the unknown (black holes). It usually has a negative connotation (blacklist, black humor, 'black death'). Black denotes strength and authority; it is considered to be a very formal, elegant, and prestigious color (black tie, black Mercedes). In heraldry, black is the symbol of grief.
so how is it that a color can invoke certain feelings in us? how is it that a shade can actually change our mood? in my opinion, it just goes to show how affected we are by our environments. some people claim that it's all about genetics, and while this may not be the strongest argument to oppose that statement, it definitely has merit!
why take the color of a classroom for instance; you remember the one, that pale yellow shade that made you think of stale piss...well every time i see a wall painted that color, i can't help but be reminded of the prison that was st. patrick's high school!! can you imagine if they had painted it like a bright orange, or a forest green?? we might actually NOT dread going to that institution every day!!
so kiddies, the lesson today is the next time you're out shopping for new duds, consider that bright top, or flashy sweater that you might otherwise have overlooked...why not add a splash of color to your life!! yes, black might make you look thinner, and true it never goes out of style, but can you imagine what life might be like if there was only black?? stray from what's safe, and take a chance with color!! you might be surprised by how it makes you feel!!
why just see above, for examples...
what do you think about an orangey color for my living room???
arizona sunset...mmmm, yummy...
That aspect of things that is caused by differing qualities of the light reflected or emitted by them, definable in terms of the observer or of the light, as:
The appearance of objects or light sources described in terms of the individual's perception of them, involving hue, lightness, and saturation for objects and hue, brightness, and saturation for light sources.
The characteristics of light by which the individual is made aware of objects or light sources through the receptors of the eye, described in terms of dominant wavelength, luminance, and purity.
A substance, such as a dye, pigment, or paint, that imparts a hue...
it's not until definition #11, which says:
Variety of expression.
Vivid, picturesque detail: a story with a lot of color in it.
well i don't know about dictionary.com, but that's not what color 'signifies' to me at all!! but that's just it, i can't expect to get a true "symbolic significance" from a dictionary, what i'm going to get is a "definition". and in this case, that's not what i'm looking for!
what's sparking this ponderance into 'color', you ask? well i'm in the process of thinking of what color to paint my living room...and it got me thinking, what's in a color? do colors have powers? is there symbolic meaning behind colors?
i can't help but think back to the time when renee and christina and i fell asleep in christina's freshly painted bedroom; chrisina had just painted it a lilac shade, like a very pale purple, and it was one of the most soothing shades i had ever seen! so soothing, that the three of us totally drifted off together into a deep slumber!!
so if lilac is soothing, what do other colors mean? my room is currently a light, baby blue-like color! which i have found to be completely and totally therapeutic, and dream-inducing! someone told me recently that a pink room will make you feel confused, and unable to concentrate. interesting, eh?
here's some more symbolic meanings behind colors i found;
Red is the color of fire and blood, so it is associated with energy, war, danger, strength, power, determination as well as passion, desire, and love.
Orange combines the energy of red and the happiness of yellow. It is associated with joy, sunshine, and the tropics. Orange represents enthusiasm, fascination, happiness, creativity, determination, attraction, success, encouragement, and stimulation
Yellow is the color of sunshine. It's associated with joy, happiness, intellect, and energy
Green is the color of nature. It symbolizes growth, harmony, freshness, and fertility. Green has strong emotional correspondence with safety. Dark green is also commonly associated with money.
Blue is the color of the sky and sea. It is often associated with depth and stability. It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven.
Purple combines the stability of blue and the energy of red. Purple is associated with royalty. It symbolizes power, nobility, luxury, and ambition. It conveys wealth and extravagance. Purple is associated with wisdom, dignity, independence, creativity, mystery, and magic
White is associated with light, goodness, innocence, purity, and virginity. It is considered to be the color of perfection.
Black is associated with power, elegance, formality, death, evil, and mystery.
Black is a mysterious color associated with fear and the unknown (black holes). It usually has a negative connotation (blacklist, black humor, 'black death'). Black denotes strength and authority; it is considered to be a very formal, elegant, and prestigious color (black tie, black Mercedes). In heraldry, black is the symbol of grief.
so how is it that a color can invoke certain feelings in us? how is it that a shade can actually change our mood? in my opinion, it just goes to show how affected we are by our environments. some people claim that it's all about genetics, and while this may not be the strongest argument to oppose that statement, it definitely has merit!
why take the color of a classroom for instance; you remember the one, that pale yellow shade that made you think of stale piss...well every time i see a wall painted that color, i can't help but be reminded of the prison that was st. patrick's high school!! can you imagine if they had painted it like a bright orange, or a forest green?? we might actually NOT dread going to that institution every day!!
so kiddies, the lesson today is the next time you're out shopping for new duds, consider that bright top, or flashy sweater that you might otherwise have overlooked...why not add a splash of color to your life!! yes, black might make you look thinner, and true it never goes out of style, but can you imagine what life might be like if there was only black?? stray from what's safe, and take a chance with color!! you might be surprised by how it makes you feel!!
why just see above, for examples...
what do you think about an orangey color for my living room???
arizona sunset...mmmm, yummy...
Friday, March 04, 2005
paris hilton
plain and simple, let me just get her out of my system, and i promise you won't have to hear about her for at least another week or so!!
so a little bit of a back story to miss hilton; and by back story, i mean MY back story as to why i LOVE her! well paris came into our world not too long ago, and although neither i nor the rest of the world can actually pin point the exact moment when we first heard of the hotel heiress, (mainly because she just sorta snuck up on us), i assume it was within the past two years!
and what a whirlwind of an arrival it was!! she just sorta exploded onto the scene, and before we knew it her face was plastered over every gossip magazine in sight! we ate her up!!!! literally and figuratively! the media couldn't get enough of the jetsetter, and she quickly became the girl we loved to hate!!
she was the HOT blonde with the cutesy chihuahua (we're so soulmates), who adorned the catwalks of milan and france, strutted her stuff down every red carpet, and basically attended the opening of an envelope if there were going to be a camera crew there!!
but WHO was she????? what does she do??? WHY is SHE famous????? as far as i can see, she's just some spoiled little rich girl, famous for spending daddy's money, and for whoring around and getting herself in all heaps of trouble with her little ex-heroin addict-sidekick nicole richie!!!
BUT, for those of you who didn't know, here's the bulk, or should i say, 'fluff' of her resume; before she was just another jetsetter, she was in fact a model. mostly runway stuff, and for no particular labels...although mark jacobs and dkny are a few.
that's it.
and then after a while, after she was well known enough to the public, came "the simple life", a reality spinoff where two spoiled little rich girls (see above) are abandoned in arkensaw, with no phones, no credit cards, no money!! and left to die, i mean survive on a little working class farm. being partial to its stars, i can't deliver an idiot-proof description of this show, but it was fuckin' hilarious!! seeing these girls squirm at the thought of plucking a chicken to then prepare it for dinner is too much for words!!
alas "the simple life" was a grand success, making these two lovely ladies reality tv stars!!! soon to be followed by "the simple life 2: road trip" and "the simple life 3: interns"... yes, by the third time around the idea is getting a little tired, there's only so much trouble that 2 bitchy rich girls and their dogs can get themselves into!!!
paris hilton has also recently become the new "guess?" girl!! and her photos can be seen in pretty much any magazine on the planet! their very cute, i suggest you google her guess? ads, most of them have tinkerbell (her pooch) in them!! priceless!! and she will soon be appearing in "house of wax" (no not another porn flick) but a horror film starring that cutey from "one tree hill" about a group of teens (surprise surprise) who get lost on their way to a college football game, and stumble into a town of crazies who are building a wax museum of sordid victims...oooh, scary!!
now, for the REAL matter of business; if you haven't heard, recently paris' mobile sidekick (like a personal portable computer, capable of email, text messaging, photo-taking etc) was hijacked!! (dun dun duhhhhhh) and her address book (complete with email addresses and phone numbers of countless celebrities) was stolen and published on the internet!!! from lindsay lohan, to nicole richie, lil' john, victoria gotti, andy riddick, and many many others, were forced to change their phone numbers after receiving call after crank call from crazy obsessed fans (ahem) playing tricks on them! sepposedly ashley olsen got over 3000 calls in the period of two days and lindsay lohan got an email from someone claiming to be hugh hefner!!
poor poor paris! sepposedly she was vacationing in disney world celebrating her 24th birthday with sister nikki when the whole fiasco went down! "why me?" she whined to US magazine!! "why do these things always happen to me??" well in reality, these things really do keep happening to her! why just look at her recent track record; with the release of "1 night in paris" her porn video with then-boyfriend rick soloman, she was struck with dismay as the world saw what a dead-fuck she is, then there was the devastating break-up with nick carter (ex-backstreet boy) who allegedly hit her when she turned up at some restaurant with bruises on her arms, and a fat lip...did he, or didn't he? but since he went all ghetto-fabulous on us, i wouldn't put it past him!! then there was the ordeal with tinkerbell; she someone alledgely dog-napped her! there was a $5000 reward offered for her return! AND THEN the hilton girl's house was ramsacked and thousands of dollars worth of jewelery was lifted from their home, along with many precious namesakes...and now the t-mobile hackery...
when will it end for poor lil' miss hilton? well honey, you must admit, when you're in the public eye as much as you are paris, you're putting yourself out there for public scrutiny! and you might as well paint a bull's eye on your back, cause you're bound to get hit either way!!
my advice, is to straighten up and apply yourself like any lil' heiress should. why just look at your sister; only 21 and already a renowned bag-designer...i think you should pick one thing you're good at (between author, perfume designer, model, or simply socialite) and concentrate on it...and perfect it!
that and stop pissing people off, cause in the end you have no one to blame but yourself!!
ps
i love you!
so a little bit of a back story to miss hilton; and by back story, i mean MY back story as to why i LOVE her! well paris came into our world not too long ago, and although neither i nor the rest of the world can actually pin point the exact moment when we first heard of the hotel heiress, (mainly because she just sorta snuck up on us), i assume it was within the past two years!
and what a whirlwind of an arrival it was!! she just sorta exploded onto the scene, and before we knew it her face was plastered over every gossip magazine in sight! we ate her up!!!! literally and figuratively! the media couldn't get enough of the jetsetter, and she quickly became the girl we loved to hate!!
she was the HOT blonde with the cutesy chihuahua (we're so soulmates), who adorned the catwalks of milan and france, strutted her stuff down every red carpet, and basically attended the opening of an envelope if there were going to be a camera crew there!!
but WHO was she????? what does she do??? WHY is SHE famous????? as far as i can see, she's just some spoiled little rich girl, famous for spending daddy's money, and for whoring around and getting herself in all heaps of trouble with her little ex-heroin addict-sidekick nicole richie!!!
BUT, for those of you who didn't know, here's the bulk, or should i say, 'fluff' of her resume; before she was just another jetsetter, she was in fact a model. mostly runway stuff, and for no particular labels...although mark jacobs and dkny are a few.
that's it.
and then after a while, after she was well known enough to the public, came "the simple life", a reality spinoff where two spoiled little rich girls (see above) are abandoned in arkensaw, with no phones, no credit cards, no money!! and left to die, i mean survive on a little working class farm. being partial to its stars, i can't deliver an idiot-proof description of this show, but it was fuckin' hilarious!! seeing these girls squirm at the thought of plucking a chicken to then prepare it for dinner is too much for words!!
alas "the simple life" was a grand success, making these two lovely ladies reality tv stars!!! soon to be followed by "the simple life 2: road trip" and "the simple life 3: interns"... yes, by the third time around the idea is getting a little tired, there's only so much trouble that 2 bitchy rich girls and their dogs can get themselves into!!!
paris hilton has also recently become the new "guess?" girl!! and her photos can be seen in pretty much any magazine on the planet! their very cute, i suggest you google her guess? ads, most of them have tinkerbell (her pooch) in them!! priceless!! and she will soon be appearing in "house of wax" (no not another porn flick) but a horror film starring that cutey from "one tree hill" about a group of teens (surprise surprise) who get lost on their way to a college football game, and stumble into a town of crazies who are building a wax museum of sordid victims...oooh, scary!!
now, for the REAL matter of business; if you haven't heard, recently paris' mobile sidekick (like a personal portable computer, capable of email, text messaging, photo-taking etc) was hijacked!! (dun dun duhhhhhh) and her address book (complete with email addresses and phone numbers of countless celebrities) was stolen and published on the internet!!! from lindsay lohan, to nicole richie, lil' john, victoria gotti, andy riddick, and many many others, were forced to change their phone numbers after receiving call after crank call from crazy obsessed fans (ahem) playing tricks on them! sepposedly ashley olsen got over 3000 calls in the period of two days and lindsay lohan got an email from someone claiming to be hugh hefner!!
poor poor paris! sepposedly she was vacationing in disney world celebrating her 24th birthday with sister nikki when the whole fiasco went down! "why me?" she whined to US magazine!! "why do these things always happen to me??" well in reality, these things really do keep happening to her! why just look at her recent track record; with the release of "1 night in paris" her porn video with then-boyfriend rick soloman, she was struck with dismay as the world saw what a dead-fuck she is, then there was the devastating break-up with nick carter (ex-backstreet boy) who allegedly hit her when she turned up at some restaurant with bruises on her arms, and a fat lip...did he, or didn't he? but since he went all ghetto-fabulous on us, i wouldn't put it past him!! then there was the ordeal with tinkerbell; she someone alledgely dog-napped her! there was a $5000 reward offered for her return! AND THEN the hilton girl's house was ramsacked and thousands of dollars worth of jewelery was lifted from their home, along with many precious namesakes...and now the t-mobile hackery...
when will it end for poor lil' miss hilton? well honey, you must admit, when you're in the public eye as much as you are paris, you're putting yourself out there for public scrutiny! and you might as well paint a bull's eye on your back, cause you're bound to get hit either way!!
my advice, is to straighten up and apply yourself like any lil' heiress should. why just look at your sister; only 21 and already a renowned bag-designer...i think you should pick one thing you're good at (between author, perfume designer, model, or simply socialite) and concentrate on it...and perfect it!
that and stop pissing people off, cause in the end you have no one to blame but yourself!!
ps
i love you!
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
real
what's real? what do we consider important in life? why are these things important? do we lose sight of what's important as we get older? or do our ideas of what's important simply change with time?
remember the times when everything was fun and simple, and everyday was sunshine and roses??? well i do, why it was just this morning! why i'm feeling like sunshine and tulips right now, actually!! aren't you? you're not? well, how come? shouldn't you be?
well that's something that i have to realize...not everyone feels this way, atleast not all the time!! sometimes we have bad days, and we have down days when we'd rather just crawl into a little hole and sleep the whole nasty thing away! now don't get me wrong, i have those kinda days too...really! i do! but i usually reach, no RUN for a cigarette and a vodka martini when i get home, to make myself better! that and i try not to let them get the best of me! it's not always easy, and most times it seems easier to just curse the world in general and go outside and slap a little child to make things better...but that won't do anything but give you a big fine and a bad reputation as a child hitter!
honestly, since i was very young i can remember my father watching the news. everyday he'd tune in; in the morning for the recap of the night before, then at lunch for his midday update, then in the evening during dinner, then before he went to bed! that's four news updates PER DAY!! are you freakin' kiddin' me??? who needs that much information??? and what do they expect us to do with it???
it was because of him and his "news habits" that i believe i decided not to pay such close attention to the world around me. now i'm making it out to be a conscious decision that i made, to not pay attention and to not question society, but really it's just a GOOD one! do things always make sense to me? not at all, but i try to let those things go and simply don't question them.
so what's important to me? what's real to me? well, life is! living is! being happy is what's real to me! friends are real to me! relationships, love, sex, movies, music, simple pleasures, self-expression, dancing, having a good meal! these are things that are important to me! i don't always seek answers to questions in life, most of the time i don't even try to understand them! i try to be a very accepting person, and i don't think that i can necesarilly change the world. in my mind, if i produce positive vibes and energy, then they'll make me happy, and if i'm happy, then others around me will be happy! it's like osmosis, but with good feelings instead of knowledge! that's how i want to affect and change the world!! i could be like angelina jolie and run off to cambodia and become a good-will ambassador and help save lives, or i could start at the root...ie ourselves, and turn the problem inside-out!! if we start with ourselves, then the rest of the world will catch on eventually, right?
my love asked me; "why? and how can you not need answers?"...and well to that i respond "...just because..." now i know it may seem like a less-than satisfying response, but does it have to be? whatever will be, will be...and there's not always something you can do about it!! i don't always question the unknown like scully used to do, sometimes i'd rather be like mulder and just 'believe'...the world is a beautiful place, and life is too short to sweat the small stuff and let the depressing world events get you down. when you concentrate on what's good, how can you go wrong?
i guess it's the optimist in me that's speaking out on these things! i do have bad days, when i feel like maybe things aren't as bright and shiny as i may have thought them to be! but then i snap out of my funk and realize how silly i am being, and take a look out the window at the flowers that will soon be growing, and the bright stars that shine down at night, and i put on a bit o' bob marley, eat a cherry danish followed by a big bowl of buttery popcorn, close my eyes, and realize that little thing...is gonna be alright!!
so today's "joey lesson" kiddos, is to BE...be real, concentrate on the small joys that life has to offer, pay attention to world news, BUT don't be ruled by it, let some things go, smile at least 500 times a day, and and most importantly, and maybe you need to write this one down: live, love, laugh...sleep later!
remember the times when everything was fun and simple, and everyday was sunshine and roses??? well i do, why it was just this morning! why i'm feeling like sunshine and tulips right now, actually!! aren't you? you're not? well, how come? shouldn't you be?
well that's something that i have to realize...not everyone feels this way, atleast not all the time!! sometimes we have bad days, and we have down days when we'd rather just crawl into a little hole and sleep the whole nasty thing away! now don't get me wrong, i have those kinda days too...really! i do! but i usually reach, no RUN for a cigarette and a vodka martini when i get home, to make myself better! that and i try not to let them get the best of me! it's not always easy, and most times it seems easier to just curse the world in general and go outside and slap a little child to make things better...but that won't do anything but give you a big fine and a bad reputation as a child hitter!
honestly, since i was very young i can remember my father watching the news. everyday he'd tune in; in the morning for the recap of the night before, then at lunch for his midday update, then in the evening during dinner, then before he went to bed! that's four news updates PER DAY!! are you freakin' kiddin' me??? who needs that much information??? and what do they expect us to do with it???
it was because of him and his "news habits" that i believe i decided not to pay such close attention to the world around me. now i'm making it out to be a conscious decision that i made, to not pay attention and to not question society, but really it's just a GOOD one! do things always make sense to me? not at all, but i try to let those things go and simply don't question them.
so what's important to me? what's real to me? well, life is! living is! being happy is what's real to me! friends are real to me! relationships, love, sex, movies, music, simple pleasures, self-expression, dancing, having a good meal! these are things that are important to me! i don't always seek answers to questions in life, most of the time i don't even try to understand them! i try to be a very accepting person, and i don't think that i can necesarilly change the world. in my mind, if i produce positive vibes and energy, then they'll make me happy, and if i'm happy, then others around me will be happy! it's like osmosis, but with good feelings instead of knowledge! that's how i want to affect and change the world!! i could be like angelina jolie and run off to cambodia and become a good-will ambassador and help save lives, or i could start at the root...ie ourselves, and turn the problem inside-out!! if we start with ourselves, then the rest of the world will catch on eventually, right?
my love asked me; "why? and how can you not need answers?"...and well to that i respond "...just because..." now i know it may seem like a less-than satisfying response, but does it have to be? whatever will be, will be...and there's not always something you can do about it!! i don't always question the unknown like scully used to do, sometimes i'd rather be like mulder and just 'believe'...the world is a beautiful place, and life is too short to sweat the small stuff and let the depressing world events get you down. when you concentrate on what's good, how can you go wrong?
i guess it's the optimist in me that's speaking out on these things! i do have bad days, when i feel like maybe things aren't as bright and shiny as i may have thought them to be! but then i snap out of my funk and realize how silly i am being, and take a look out the window at the flowers that will soon be growing, and the bright stars that shine down at night, and i put on a bit o' bob marley, eat a cherry danish followed by a big bowl of buttery popcorn, close my eyes, and realize that little thing...is gonna be alright!!
so today's "joey lesson" kiddos, is to BE...be real, concentrate on the small joys that life has to offer, pay attention to world news, BUT don't be ruled by it, let some things go, smile at least 500 times a day, and and most importantly, and maybe you need to write this one down: live, love, laugh...sleep later!
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