So after the boyfriend left for work about 4 hours ago I was surfing the web, pinterest and various other surfable places. It’s amazing what’s out there and the different people you find, sharing their stories and views. I’m a big fan of people and their views. Unless they’re stupid in which case I just don’t listen to them, althoughhhhhh…. No, I take it back, sometimes the stupider a person is the more entertaining their view points are. So I am an all over people person. Wait, no, I’m not. Ok, on certain occasions I am a people person. Anyway, wow, little side track there. Right, so I was surfing pinterest and I came across this guy called “Olan Rogers” and the first video I saw of him was this one:
It cracked me up. I am the kind of person who will be walking around somewhere with my iPod in and not even notice that I’m bopping along. So when I saw him full on dancing around in super markets and hallways I felt an instant connection. I love when people have the ability to just be themselves without caring what other people are thinking. Awesome quality.
So it intrigued me, so I thought to myself, who is this guy and why is he famous, what does he do? Singer? Actor? Some american real life soap star I do not know about yet? I must find out. So I clicked this video:
And I couldn’t believe it. He was hilarious, or at least in my eyes he was. The inside conversation that he was having with the valet parking guy and the whole crumb dusting thing, I feel the same way! This is all I have seen of him so far and I’m afraid to watch anything more due to the fact that it might not be as funny and this will be an overall let down of the hype that I have built around him in my head from the previous two videos.
Oh well, here goes nothing…
Sitting at home after a surgery and being told by the doctor that you must take it easy is different from those days when you choose to be lazy. Being told to be lazy, i feel, changes the feel of the laziness. It makes it less enjoyable. I want to be able to enjoy my laziness, really put some effort into it and really lazy it up! But finding new TV shows to watch it difficult when you’ve caught up on all your shows and there aren’t any new ones until tomorrow. So I have to go out on a limb and try something completely new, embark on a journey outside of my comfort zone. Not something I would normally want to do when I am lazying it up. But I must……
I saw a commercial on TV for a show that runs on Foxlife, it’s called “Touch”. And I just finished the first episode of the first season and needless to say, I’m downloading the full first season as I type. Yes, I am hooked to Touch. Thank you Kieffer Sutherland for quitting that boreland “24”. This is much much better. Let me just say, it ended in a soaked sweater sleeves.
So maybe being told to relax is ok. I guess you can be lazy when told to, if your will is strong enough and you have some shows to watch or a good book to read. PAHAHAHA.. yeah sure. read. me. pfffff. ok bye now.
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I have been doing a lot of research on the topic of man and with a lot of research I mean, googling and looking at random articles on the inter webs. I came across this article by an “expert” who claims that we need to show softness and I agree with her to some extent.
So this is what it comes down to then, how I feel about something is different from how you feel about the same thing. It’s always gonna be like that. No matter what the thing is.
My boyfriend always tells me he loves me more than i love him. I had a whole discussion with him about why he thinks that is the case in mamy heterosexual relationships. “You see” he says staring straight into my eyes. “You can get any guy you want, it’s just easier for girls to get a guy. But for men, well we have to work for it. So when we finally get that girl we want, we cherish and love her more than she loves us. And that’s ok with me.”
Ok I understand what he’s trying to say here and I may even understand why he feels the way we feel. But I don’t agree with it. I think that because we have more choice and it’s easier but we choose to stay with the idiot we decided for makes us love them more. No? Maybe. Maybe not. For now I’m content in letting him believe that he loves me more, I mean what girl is gonna argue with a man over the amount of love he feels for you? That’s just silly. And anyway, we will never be able to feel what another person feels. That is impossible.
My boy likes three things. Fishing, football and fucking. Now you can guess which, of those three things, I enjoy doing with him the most. I’m not even gonna say it. (I’ll give you a hint, it starts with an F.) Now it’s not that I have a problem with him only liking these things, it just seems that I am giving up a lot of myself to make him happy. And the problem here being that I am not getting very much in return. Not even in the department I enjoy most. Hint: F word.
Having a sex drive that is higher than that of your partner’s can be frustrating at times, and me being the female part of this heterosexual twosome, makes it even more incomprehensible. I was talking to a friend of mine and she seems to be having the same problem, her boyfriend is tired when he gets home from work so they only do it like once a week. SHOCKER, and I’m complaining about once a day. Hoof. But we seem to have a comparable situation. We’re both not fully employed and our boyfriends are. I feel like boredom frees up too much space in the day so that you are constantly thinking about stuff.
I am always thinking about way too much. To the point where in one day I will have made wrong decisions about made up arguments in my head about three times. It’s ridiculous. Also, I will have fantasized about different ways to have sex and new positions and places and I don’t know what else, so that by the time hubby arrives home all I want to do is tear him apart with my teeth and scratch up his whole back. But then with less blood and gore.
So there, I solved a problem for people who are wondering why their sex drive is higher. You are too bored, go outside and play in the sun or some shit. You know, read a book for christ sake. Or….. start a blog. ha. Yes my dear readers, this is my sexual outlet. How dirty do you feel now?