Tuesday, January 5, 2016
So, I feel like I took the Twilight Zone bus, and it dumped me out in Cuddlesville(or does Cuddle Town sound better…. Either way, it’s the same point to make).
Here lately, there has been an overwhelming push to cuddle… Now, I’ll be there first to admit, I’m not a cuddle-whore. Would I like a cuddle every once in a while, sure, but I don’t feel the need to profess that and or push that on anyone. Every man, well, almost every man, vying for my attention lately just can’t seem to refrain from telling me how bad he wants to cuddle with me. Sorry boys, not always my thing. That is not the way to win my heart, or any other part of me. Not to mention, when you phrase it to me and talk like a little kid when you ask, I want to cringe. It literally takes every ounce of control I have, not to cringe or make a face. (Yes, it’s that bad, and happens that often).
Now from what I gather, this is happening for one of two reasons:
Reason # 1:
You guys seem to think to think that it’s what us girls want to hear. Now I am not speaking for all girls. I’m just speaking from my experiences and talks with acquaintances, but we do not all have an overwhelming need to cuddle 24/7. Not to say we never ever want to be touched, but if you bring up cuddling EVERY time we talk, that’s a definite turn OFF (for me at least, so STOP IT).
Maybe you legitimately like cuddling. To each their own I say, but also make sure you and your potential and or current cuddler in crime are on the same page. Because coming from something where we were not both on the same page left me feeling highly irritable and possible with hurt feelings. Unintentional repercussions for both parties involved.
Basically don’t assume anything.
Monday, April 20, 2015
Men??? Oh the stories I can tell....
Life in general, yea... it's going.
I haven't posted in a while, but I think I may finally be able to inject some more snark into the lives of many, or the 3 people who actually read this blog.
A lot has happened in the time I stopped posting. Good, bad, and indifferent. Some I will touch on, some isn't worth it. I have found I have horrid taste in men for the most part, although I've branched out lately, and I am grateful for one in particular for that. More to come!
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Forgiveness is the healing of wounds caused by another. You choose to let go if a past wrong and no longer be hurt by it. Forgiveness is a strong move to make, like turning your shoulders sideways to walk quickly on a crowded sidewalk. It's your move. ~anonymous author
Friday, May 11, 2012
So, now out of 4 stalls in the bathroom, there is a different scented aerosol spray in each stall plus the automatic scent dispenser and Lysol. This plethora of smells can be sensed all the way down the hallway ... it's a little much. Like migraine and vomit inducing.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Who on Earth decided that bathroom spray should be scented like food? The last thing I want to smell is food plus poo. I get bodily functions smell sometimes, on that note, that doesn't mean that you try to cover the smell with a food scent. That just makes me think of poo while eating, disgusting ....
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
So weird chick I work with ... has been wearing a mask because they are rearranging the office and kicking up dust. Who does that, you sound like Darth Vader's retarded sister between the heavy breathing and the laugh, I'm really not sure how much more I can take. Plus I can't understand anything you are saying because of the damn mask. It is quite amusing when you take it off due to the huge elastic lines dug into your face.
A day later, I walk thorugh the lunch room whilst Brandy and company are having lunch and clearly bitching that Ann had said anything to Brandy because "There is no way she could have seen, so and so was sitting right next to me and she didn't see it, I don't know why she was looking"
So, since I'm friends with Ann, and Brandy irritates the piss out of me, I just chimed in. So I stated that no, she wasn't looking, and if she didn't see anythign, she wouldn't have made it up, that she was trying to be nice and tell you that your vajayjay is hanging out, so you didn't show it off to the whole office and the guys working on the cubies... For all I know maybe she was trying to show off, but yea, that's nothing I would want to see. So her rebuke was, very loudly, "Well maybe she should mind her own business!"
Really, can we grow up, and if that were me, I would not be telling the entire packed lunch room that my lady bits were hanging out... But hey, maybe that's just me.