Having a myspace blog vs a physical website blog seemes easier. And cheaper.

Do people still use myspace though? :P

I’m going to preface this with the following: Yes, I know this is not ALWAYS the case. YES, they are exceptions. HOWEVER, this is for the most part, true.

The context of the original thread was a woman wanting to cut her hair short but her boyfriend was telling her not to even though she really wanted to try it. Thus she posted a thread asking men if they prefer long or short hair on women.

This is a response to the thread by a woman named Poe, and I applaud her on all points except one (which I will clarify later):

When your hair is long they complain and say you take too long to wash it, style it, dry it, too many products, too much hair fallen in the shower or carpet. They whine that you spent $100 on a hair cut and if you color it they call you vain and say why can’t you just be more natural?

You cut your hair short and they bitch that it’s nor feminine, that a woman should spend more time to take care of herself. If you don’t color it they whine that the gray hairs make you look old and why can’t you just spend more time caring for yourself?

You wear high heels and they complain that they are too loud on the wood floors, that you can’t walk as fast as they can, that you spend good money for just some stupid shoes, that they aren’t practical and how sick they are of dropping you off in front of the restaurant cause you can’t walk 6 blocks uphill in the rain from where you park your car.

You wear flats and they call you ugly, they say heels are so much sexier, that you just don’t care about your looks and why can’t you just try a little more?

You wear make-up and they say you’re vain and you just don’t need it. You don’t ear make-up and they stare and drool all over some chick with layers of make-up. You take some time to shave your legs int he shower and they complaint hat you take way too long int he bathroom. You let your stubble go for one day and they don’t want to touch you.

Meanwhile, they still don’t know how to flush the toilet after they use it.
You really want to ask any men about their opinions on what women should and should not do to themselves?
....

And let me add something else to this:
I’ve heard the complaint before from men that they don’t like women who "eat like birds" or just "stick to salad" and they prefer a woman "who can eat." And yet they fall over themselves over the leaner women. Guess what it takes the majority of us to keep a figure like that? EATING LIKE BIRDS. So either take your women that can eat with that bit of padding or deal with the fact that to have a leaner body some women have to eat a bit on the lighter side. It’s possible that some women who are leaner can eat anything but those women are few and far between. And are lucky *cough*


Now I’m not here to bash "men." But I can tell you with 100% honesty that all of the above has happened to me. I think it’s probably happened to most women.

The clarification that needs to be made is directly related to the why I put quotations around "men." I really think that such "men" should be referred to as boys. Because that’s exactly how they are acting. There is no logic to their thinking, and it’s a very self-centered type of focus on the opposite sex.

On the flip side of things: women, STOP being so concerned about the boys. You want to cut your hair short? Cut it short. Want to keep it long? Keep it long. Do what makes YOU happy. Any real man will not make such complaints as mentioned above. And any man that’s worth anything will like you for who you are.

The, fucking, end.

So today I tried my hand at making enchiladas and spanish rice.

This is a dish my Mother would make on a regular basis and it was always one of my favorites. For whatever reason, I got the urge to try making it myself for my roommates and I. Once in a while, given the time and energy, I really like to cook for people. I love it, in fact. And thus, I went to the grocery store the other night, got my usual and then additional items for this meal and gave it a shot tonight.

I made cheese and chicken enchiladas, just cheese, and plain for my roommate Vern who is allergic to cheese. Here are some pictures of my handy work:



Cooking the chicken


The rice was cookin


Preparing the corn tortillas is a two step process: frying in oil then coating it with the chili


plain chicken enchiladas for Vern


The enchiladas before the cheese was melted



ready to go!


the drink to go with the dinner. NOT my first choice but alas, they were out of almost everything. and you gotta have limes


I slather mine in tapatio ;P


My roommates ate up and didn’t die! Lee has Jarritos to drink.








They’re almost all gone! And actually just moments ago I heard my other roommate in the kitchen so it’s possible they ARE gone now.


And then, relaxing in front of the embers in the fireplace, and yes, a beer in hand even though you cannot see that ;)


And to top it off I have the Spinners "I’ll Be Around" on. Some of my friends are probably rolling their eyes right now because if you talk to me lately, I’ve been gushing about the song and motown in general. I absolutely adore this song. One of my all time favorites, especially because of the that breakdown of the repeating strings vs brass. How amazing is that part of the song? A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. I feel that from my head down to my gut in my groin and down to my toes. I love love love it. I adore motown and soul, I really do. The other night I just spent time with a bottle of red wine, the fireplace, and motown and it was perfect. I wish there were a weekend night of just that genre at a bar for me to go drink and dance to. I’d feel complete.

Back to the cooking thing though: I plan to do it more so in the future, and my roommates are willing to foot the bill for supplies if I cook it up. I’m SO in.

Oh and Mom: these are the flowers

So the radio is on at work today, and they started to play a parody of "Crazy" by Gnarls Barkley. I've noticed that lots of radio stations like to make parody songs, especially the morning talk shows.

First off, I hate morning talk shows but that's an entirely different topic.

I know this parody songs are meant to be amusing, funny, and what have you. But 99.99999% of the time they are just obnoxious. Parody songs should be left to Weird Al. Seriously. Weird Al is the only one who can pull off parody songs without coming off as completely obnoxious. I think part of the reason is because he can sing decent enough that it's tolerable. When I heard the parody of "Crazy" this morning it felt like my ear drums were going to implode because the singing was HORRIBLE. I know the point of parody is not to be a fantastic singer but at least make sure your singing is at least tolerable. I had the strong desire to stab the singer in the throat just to make it stop. Also, more than half the time (and I'm being nice with that figure) the lyrics they come up with aren't really all that funny anyway.

And since I'm on the topic of parodies, I've decided that I'm not at all a fan of parody movies, with a few exceptions:

Parody movies really should just be left to Mel Brooks. Mel Brooks is the king of this genre and otherwise (for the most part, keep reading) it should be left the hell alone, especially considering the parody films coming out lately. All the recent ones I just find, well, trite. Maybe it's just that it's not my kind of comedy... but then I like Mel Brooks! So perhaps it's just that his work is actually good.

I also appreciate Mel Brooks for spawning Max Brooks, the author or the Zombie Survival Guide and World War Z. Which I know I've mentioned before but I like to pimp his shit, aiight? Besides I'm a woman in infatuation, leave me be.

Oh, and let me just say this before I stop because I know I'll get flack for it: Yes I also like Airplane. And Evil Dead 2 was basically a parody of the first and it rules. So now you can't give me crap for not mentioning those.

The end

actually, P.S. I had another Mike Rowe dream. My subconscious is trying to torture me. TORTURE. ME.

I've always been one to have weird dreams. As far back as I could remember my dreams would be completely off the wall, full of adventure, or full of fright. It could be due to the endless amount of zombie movies, movies in general, horror books, and survival horror games I have crammed my life with.

More recently, the bizarre dreams have continued. But my focus on the dreams at the moment is the following: men and the fact that I become a hussy.

I have a gigantic crush on Mike Rowe of Dirty Jobs. Gigantic. My roommates roll their eyes a lot at me as I sit there with a smirk plastered on my face when watching the elusive and alluring Mike Rowe.

And thus, in the midst of one of my off-the-wall dreams was Mike Rowe. I cannot begin to tell you how angry I was when I woke up and realized none of it was real. I felt cheated, wronged and annoyed. I imagine anyone would feel that way if their "celebrity" crush was in their dream and they woke up to the harsh reality that is their life without said person (ha, and no I'm not 100% serious, but I was a bit annoyed at the fact that I woke up). Part of the problem with this dream though is that I know for a fact he is taken (yes I know a lot about Mike Rowe, shhh), and thus in the dream I am a home wrecker.

Then last night, I was having a dream that the apocalypse was coming due to a comment (thanks to my current reading material Lucifer's Hammer, I'm sure). I then ended up at the home of Max Brooks; son of Mel Brooks and Anne Bancroft, and author of the Zombie Survival Guide and World War Z. I think it's a given that I'd have a crush on such a man, but back to the dream. We are in his home and discussing the proper steps and plan for the coming apocalypse, when tension starts to arise. I know for a fact that Max Brooks has a wife and a child, and they exist within this dream as well but are not at his home. Once again, I become Suzy Homewrecker.

Now this is not to say that I am in fact a home wrecker. In my conscious life, if someone is taken there is no way I'd ever come close to breathing on someone, let alone more than that. But in my dreams, I'm Miss Hussy McHussyton and I find it a bit disturbing.

If in some alternate universe though, if either of these men were to become available, I really doubt I'd be able to resist. Who could resist a rugged man with a great sense of humor or a talented writer/zombie expert?

Not I, sir.
Not I.

first up, Yann Tiersen. If I could marry someone just based on the music they make, he'd be the man I'd choose. The man is a genius and seeing him play the piano, TOY pianos, violin, the accordion even... he makes them really sing. And it's beautiful.








Next up, I am also in the mood for some R.L. Burnside today.







enjoy.

if you ever use the balboa or clairemont mesa blvd exits as a speed through past traffic, please don't. Because of that issue, I almost died just now. I'm not even joking.

Today it was completely backed up with people doing that and I have to get ON the freeway via that lane so I had to slow down to get in. Here is a diagram I drew (ahahaha) just so you can understand WTF I am talking about;



haha, not to scale. I can laugh now because I'M ALIVE.

Anyways.

So, I'm on that loop trying to get on to the freeway entrance lane and that thing is STOPPED. Done. Not moving and filled. So I slow down so I can get in otherwise I'm stuck on a never ending loop. It wasn't backed up enough though for no cars to get off the freeway entrance/exit lane and in to the loop exit lane (if they pull over and around the last car in line usiing some of the shoulder to do so).

A very large white van did just that and so they stayed at their full speed, not realizing there I am, slowing down in order to get on the freeway.

I look in my rear view mirror and see this gigantic white van coming at me FULL SPEED at me when I've slowed down almost to a full stop.

Luckily, he swerved a split second before hitting me. I'm also lucky I don't have a full sized car otherwise he would have hit me for sure since there wouldn't have been enough room to swerve over.

And in a 91 geo metro hatchback almost stopped being rear ended by a large, industrial sized van going 65?

Yeah. I'd be in a crushed sardine can right now if he didn't swerve and very likely dead.
Fucking hell that was scary.

SO DO NOT USE THAT LANE AS A BYPASS AROUND FREEWAY TRAFFIC DAMN IT. Otherwise shit like that can happen. Thanks.

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you really do.

This isn't meant as an insult, nor am I trying to say I'm important, at all. But there's some things that people don't consider when messaging others on myspace...

I've actually had a few people get upset with me because I haven't responded to their message or didn't respond quick enough for them.

And this isn't singling any one person out. This has happened more than once.

yes I read all my messages. yes I appreciate getting messages, espcially when someone likes stuff I make. I am extremely flattered and happy to know that anyone likes my stuff. seriously.

however, no, I don't always get around to answering all of my messages.

I do get on the computer a lot but I do quick stuff and then tend to be on the go. be it work, art, and any free time I love to be with my friends, not on the computer. And now at my new job I am training so I don't have time to goof. Work was the time I would use to goof around on myspace from time to time.

I even say in my profile: "I tend to be a busy girl. Sometimes I don't get around to responding to messages but I try!"

I pay more attention to commission mail and even THAT I haven't gotten around to really. I've gotten great offers too and I just don't have the time to dedicate myself to certain things right now, especially with working full time and then I have some classes starting at the end of the month....

This is my profile that I have more  to network for art. Not solely to socialize.

I can't believe anyone at all gets butt hurt. You don't even know me. I'm a random internet girl that likes to make art. What does it matter if I am not spending a large amount of time writing messages back to people?

Go outside. Go to a park. Go to the beach. Go to a bar. Go socialize.

And when I put art up for sale, buy it ;P