My reply to Brie

I recently read a very funny blog, but in all honesty felt the need to defend my fellow man.
sometimes I wish I were a guy

First off, the guys that do worry about things like manscaping and dressing get absolutely ZERO encouragement from you ladies out there.  I often hear girls say thing like "I don't want to be in a relationship where he is the pretty one" or "I don't want to be with any guy who takes longer in the bathroom than me".  Admit it, you've said those lines, usually after seeing a hot guy who obviously took the time to be just that, hot.  PLUS you encourage the opposite.

See this guy probably gets laid.  You wonder why gay guys take care of themselves?  Because we date other guys.  Guys are brutal when it comes to not cutting the people we date slack.  Now this guy probably has a wife or girlfriend that is too nice to tell him the truth.  Get a fucking haircut, it is no longer the 80s, buy some fucking big boy clothes, and lose about 40 pounds.  All of this he would be told 3 minutes into a gay bar.  So if you want guys to look better, reward those who do take the time and don't let the ones who don't get laid.

First World Problems

It is a common joke to me and my friends when one of us unthinking makes a very stupid whine we all laugh "First world problems".  You know, like complaining how long the cases take to come in for the new iPhone.  Or bitching about how slow your wifi is when you are on your PS3, your iPhone and your lap top all at once.  (Like me right now).  

This cracked me up:D

Liebster Award

So... I was rather confused by grateful none-the-less to Nicole from http://www.thoughtsofamothernms.com/ for this.  My confusion, lol, was the others I was grouped with.  It amused me.

A little bit of this, A little bit of that

Christian Momma

It's a gay life

Last unturned stone

Mostly Christian mom blogs, and me:D

The Rules1. You must list 11 things about yourself.
2. Answer 11 questions put to you by the person awarding you.
3. Choose up to 11 bloggers with less than 200 followers and list their questions.
4. Go to your nominees' pages and inform them of the nominations.
5. No tag backs.
  

Let's get started....


About me
1.  I am in school to be a veterinarian.
2.  I have two younger brothers on my mom's side who I am crazy about, and one on my father's side I am not.
3.  I have a huge crush on Jonathan Rhys Meyer.  He's on my freebie list.
4.  I have a best friend I have literally known my entire life.  (My mom and his parents were very close, they took him at three months old to see me the day I was born)
5.  I've been with my boyfriend for over a year and a half.
6.  I've never smoked or taken drugs.  But I love to drink.
7.  I have a framed fake ID my best friend got me at 16.
8.  I had every intention of dropping out of high school at 16, and stayed because of the co-op I had at 15.  Gave me my life dream.
9.  I got a tongue ring.
10.  I've lived in the same city my entire life.
11. I am a fabulous cook.

Questions from Patricia

1. What is your favorite color? Purple

2. What is your blog about? just more like an on line journal

3. What is your favorite season? Autumn

4. Why did you become a blogger? I was bored.

5. What is your favorite movie?  Milk

6. What do you like to do in your spare time?  Club, dance, drink, I am a party boy.

7. If you could move anywhere, where would you go?  Toronto, I love my country, so I would never live anywhere else, but a bigger city with a Village worth mentioning.

8. Horses or Cows?  Horses, except if you mean to eat, then I would say cow.

9. What inspired your blog?  nothing at all, 

10. Do you think abortion should be legal?  yes, free and on demand.

11. Are you religious?  No, I am an atheist.

Questions:

1.  How old are you?

2.  What's your magic number? (number of people you had sex with)

3.  How old were you when you lost your virginity?

4.  What is your most embarrassing moment?

5.  What did you want to be when you grew up when you were a kid?

6.  What is your dream job now?

7.  If you had to have plastic surgery what would you get done?

8.  Who is the most embarrassing member of your family?

9.  What was the meanest thing you ever did to anyone?

10.  What is your favorite food?

11. Favorite flavor of lube?

Go ahead, anyone who dares to answer, I'll tag you.  Any takers?

Bad Blogger!

I know, I know.  I've been a very bad blogger.  I have no excuse.  I guess my blogging mojo has been bored to sleep with all my studying.  School sucks.  I hate it.  I miss my interactive college life.  I miss my friends.  I know, it is not supposed to be some party... but it was:'(  I hate, hate, HATE most of my classmates.  One would think that with our life aspirations pretty on par with each other there would be so much common ground.  NOT.  First off 75% are female, which should be good with me.  I've never had a problem with hanging with the girls.  LOL, I remember a particular video in which Psycho Basher called the kid Jamie:D

LOL, yep, still funny.

Anyway, I am in hell.  A hell surrounded by vegans.  I need to find some real people to hang out with.

I went to dinner at my mom and dad's with C, and "early Thanksgiving" thing.  CJ got glasses, and he hates them.  I just said "But do you see better?"
   "Yeah, before the glasses I thought you were white."  I thought my mother was going to choke she was laughing so hard.  Smart ass runs in my family:D

Off topic but interesting fact:  Clenching your left fist represses your gag reflex.  Ah, the tips I get from Google+.  Thanks Chuck, I'm sorry I doubted you.

Overwhelmed

Okay, I admit it was pretty arrogant of me to assume that school would be like University.  To assume I could float through.  To assume I even belong there.  I feel utterly lost.  Overwhelmed.  I am so grateful that I  am not working, or I would not be able to cope.  Sometimes I feel guilty about C paying for all our living expenses, but realistically I think if I felt more tired or stressed C might smother me in my sleep.  I'm just hoping this is a temporary culture shock.
I am still looking for apartments, but.... kind of.  Truthfully, I love our place, and the 45 minute to an hour commute is not that bad.  So far everything I have seen in Guelph around my price range is really small, or utter crap.  Anything even close to what we have and I'd be looking at almost double the rent we pay here.  Plus it's nice having a backyard with Chloe.  Nelson, well, he's a cat.  He'll go anywhere and take it over.  But, the upside here is we have a perfect spot for his litter.  In all honesty, this feels like home.  I like coming home every day.  I like cooking in my big kitchen.  I like having an extra room for C's guitar, and to keep Buttercup, because C is convinced she will get out of her home and kill him in his sleep.  HONESTLY, he's had nightmares when she was in our room.
On Thursday I called my first boss and asked him if he felt the same way when he went through.  To which he replied "Why do you think it's four years, dumbass."  So, I guess that makes me normal, LOL.

Cute pic of my weekend:)  At the beach.  She's getting so big already.

A broken wrist versus a broken nail...

   Okay, so we went to a stag party on Friday night.  People were totally shit-faced.  So C and I were sitting on the side of the balcony.  One of the shitfaced masses fell into my stool knocking me forward into the table. The table which was metal came down until it stopped on the metal railing of the balcony.  Our ears were spared the horrendous noise of metal on metal by C's arm.  There was however  a very loud snap of bone on metal.  There is nothing quite like being slightly more than slightly drunk in the emergency waiting room.  Anyway, today C has to go to get on his hard cast.
   Thankfully the story ends that no one else was hurt.  Except for Ali.  It was Sunday morning she whined at me that she broke a nail.  So every time C complains about his wrist I just tell him to think of poor Ali's manicure.

Why I love my friends

Ali comes over with her friend.... and I don't remember her name.  I blame the two-four.  Anyway, we drank a few, and Ali was showing me this guy she dated while on vacation.  Apparently she met him the first day and they were inseparable.  She shows me this picture of him on the beach.... he was totally fucking hot.  So after I ask her if I can see the picture again.  "Just so I'll remember for later..."
   Ali is laughing like a lunatic and her friend finally got what I said.  "That's a terrible thing to say about a guy your friend likes..." she said with outrage.
   "Aww, don't worry about it.  His boyfriend has been in my spank-bank since the night they met."

Fuck I missed her:D