Nice try but thanks for playing!

The title of this post is how I feel about life right now.  Maybe I’ll take this down in a few hours because I’ll feel differently.  But right now?  Well, things feel like an utter and complete suck-fest.

Nothing feels ‘right’.  Don’t know what the hell to do to get things right again. 

You know, I fucking try.  I try hard.  I try to be patient.  I try to be good.  I try to be a good friend, girlfriend, and just good person, in general.  I try to work hard towards whatever I’m doing.  I FUCKING TRY.

Why can’t I catch break?

I’m so fucking frustrated and disappointed – with everything and everybody right now. 

But, really…

what does a ‘Lisa’ look like?

how do you fight?

Do you fight fair?  Do you fight dirty?  Do you fight to get the last word, to get your way?  All relationships have arguments.  Even the healthy ones.  What I’ve learned is that fighting fair is ideal but it doesn’t always happen.

The conversations (alluded to in the previous post) that Chris and I have had concerning the future of our relationship and our careers and living situation have been challenging.  Good, but challenging.  Here’s what I’ve learned about him and myself:

  • We’re both stubborn as hell.
  • But we both try very hard to understand and communicate with each other.
  • We’re in this together.
  • The minute we stop fighting for the relationship then I know it won’t work.

Is your guy a ’sweet’ guy?  A nice guy?

Mine isn’t.  See, Chris isn’t what people would call a sweet guy a nice guy.  (Don’t get me wrong — he’s not a total prick or asshole.)  He’s nice and sweet enough.  What’s more important is that he is nice and sweet to me.  But he sure is tough.  Even on me.  Maybe especially on me — particularly when it comes to going after things I want in my career.

He’s about to do something quite risky with his career and I support him 100%.  I admire his courage, his guts.  And he’s made a lot of sacrifices and wise choices to get to this point.  I wish I had that kind of courage.

What’s been holding me back a lot lately is fear…in my career and relationship.  I’ve been very reluctant to do things which could really help move my life forward in these two areas.  Chris, all along, has been offering to help me financially which would help me discover what I want to do in life and do what I need to get it all done (i.e. get in and go to grad school).  A lot of my hesitation has been due to these questions:  How will I live?  How can I afford this?  Up until recently, I’ve been really adamant about not accepting help from him…or anyone.  Even my parents.  I haven’t asked money from my parents for anything in over 10 years.

The terms of him helping me out with school have been worked out.  I will pay him back.   That was the only way I accepted his help.  $40,000+ for 2 years of grad school is quite a big investment.  There are many fears I have about accepting this help.  What if we don’t last that long?  What if I fail?  Money lent between friends, family members, lovers…well, it’s a slippery slope.  I know.

Nonetheless, I’ve learned that when a loved one wants to help you, you take it.  You take it with the intention of helping that person when you can or helping someone else in the same manner.  Kind of like ‘paying it forward’.  What I’ve also realized that if I let Chris help me, it only helps us in the long run.  I’ll need a solid career if or when he might need me financially.

And I’m the type of woman that doesn’t mind being the breadwinner in the family.  In fact, I want to be. 

Things in our life will change.   Maybe we’ll have to move out of this nice Fifth Avenue apartment and eat out less, among other things.  But it will all be worth it.  Our happiness is.

As for things I’ve let hold me back in the relationship?  It’s more on the emotional end.  Being with Chris…well, I’ve had to be the most ‘real’ with myself than I’ve ever been.  What does that mean?  Too much to explain.  There are many things I’ve not blogged about.  Maybe I will…when I’ve processed it all…

Anyway.

On the lighter side…

So the guy who I haven’t seen since the 6th grade and who wants to get coffee with me?  I’m more sure now it’s totally harmless.  Exchanged a couple of emails with him today.  Meeting up with him for coffee after work tomorrow.  He’s cool.

But what’s interesting is, is that he said he had a crush on me back then.  I had no idea. I actually thought he liked this other girl.  And I told him so.

He said, “Oh, Kara, we all had a crush on you.”

I don’t know who ‘we’ is.  Perhaps he was saying it to be nice or seem less stalker-y but I thought it was interesting.  I’ve written about how, growing up, I always felt weird or inadequate because I wasn’t white…I think if I had known that even one of those guys had a crush on me, it would have saved me a lot of frustration and sadness.  But…maybe if I had known, I would have grown up vain.

Some other random stuff…

  • Went to two Yankees games last week.  One sucked ass.  The other was great.  Wish my Yankees were doing better but, hey, they could be doing a lot worse.  Oh and Chien Ming Wang is my latest crush. 
  • Getting licked on the face by a friend is not as fun or funny as it used to be.
  • There’s nothing better than some live, good music. 
  • And I usually don’t ‘call people out’ like this…but, RWG?  Thanks for being a friend.  
  • Lastly, I haven’t really edited this post, so I have no idea how it ’sounds’…

So.  That’s it.  For now.

What’s going on with you guys?

talks of the future

Alright.  Time for a real update on what’s going on in my life right now.

First — the job.  Hmmm.  What can I say about it?  Well, it’s money in my pocket.  My supervisor seems pretty cool and laid back.  I haven’t really gotten to know anyone else but they all kind of seem like schmucks.  Sounds harsh but it’s true — a lot of them look like they don’t give a shit about their jobs.  Or maybe it’s that they actually seem to like their pathetic 9-5 jobs and working in cubicles like robots and being chained to their desk, eyes glued to a computer screen all day.  Don’t know which is worse.  But that kind of thing is not for me anymore.  No thanks. 

I don’t know if I’ll make any friends like I did at my last temp job.  To be honest, I don’t care if I do or I don’t.  I’m not there to socialize.  When I get to the office in the morning, I just want to do my work and get the hell outta there.  I actually don’t have much time to surf the Internet or look for jobs so that kind of sucks.  But this is a temporary situation and I only have to tough this out for so long until something better comes along.  And it will…I have to believe it will.

Oh.  Someone called me Lisa there.  Why do people think my name is Lisa?  I guess I look like one.  Which leads me to ponder this:  What does a ‘Lisa’ look like?  Does anyone know?

So I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before but one of my pet peeves are annoying voices.  Anything too high-pitched, breathy, nasal-y or just grating will almost send me into convulsions.  Not really but I don’t like it.  It’s really silly and superficial but I find it hard to be down with a person if I don’t like their voice. 

There’s this girl at work and she sounds like a 5-year old child.  Actually, it’s more like a 5-year old child who’s sucked on a helium balloon.  Seriously.  I feel bad for saying this because I don’t think she can help it but it is sooooo fucking annoying!  Makes me wanna tear my ears off.  Seriously.  When I over hear her, I always think, ‘That voice can not  be real!’ 

Oh but it is.  It is.

I always try to glance at the person she’s talking to, to see if they can’t handle her voice either.  I don’t know how anyone can.  When I first heard her speak, I hadn’t seen the person the voice was coming out of so I thought one of the VPs brought their daughter to work.  But, they hadn’t.

Anyway.

Instead of walking home from work the other day, I took the subway.  As usual, it was packed because it was rush hour.  Before the train even pulled up to my stop, people started getting up and heading towards the doors to get out.  This is normal, of course.  We New Yorkers are always in a rush. 

So I got up and this woman behind me started to shove me to get in front.  Normally, I don’t say anything.  You don’t know when someone has a knife or gun and is going to pull it out on you for giving them (what they think is ) a dirty look even when you weren’t even looking at them!  Well, I was really annoyed by the woman shoving me as if there was room for me to go.  So I gave her a nasty look.  It was quite obvious that there was no room for anyone to move anywhere so I said to her, “Where the fuck do you want me to go?!  We’re all trying to get out.”

Luckily she didn’t give me attitude back and stopped shoving me.   Seriously.  Did she think shoving me would make things better?

People suck. 

Anyway.

So…

I hate to admit this because I was doing so, so well…but…

I caved into temptation. 

I had a cigarette.  Or two.  Okay, okay.  It was five.

I couldn’t help it!  Hanging out last weekend with some friends, it was hard to resist.  One of them had rolled me a cigarette, not realizing I’ve quit and haven’t smoked since January 1st of this year.  Now, I did decline at first but then he was all like, “Come on!  One won’t hurt.”

So. Yeah.  Had a few.  Trying not to beat myself up too much about it.  Just gotta be stronger next time.  But still…sucks that I caved.

Now for some real stuff.

So Chris and I have been talking a lot about both our careers, our future together, our plans.  I’ll cut out the bullshit that none of y’all care about and get right down to it.  At one point we were talking about kind of money we’ll need to accomplish our goals — career, living together and other things.  For me it’s a matter of having enough money for grad school (hopefully I’ll get into some program) and for him, it’s money he needs to get certain other things done in his career.  Chris has made some wise investments in the past and now has some freedom to afford certain things.

Anyway, we’ve talked about getting married at some point.  He asked me about a ring.  Now believe me when I say this, I’ve NEVER envisioned my wedding day (I really just want to go to Vegas or Hawaii and elope) but I’ve always imagined the kind of rock I want on my finger.  There’s a ring at Tiffany’s (the Lucida ring) that I want and I actually tried it on years ago when I went ring shopping with my friend and her fiance.  I had to try it on.  I couldn’t resist.  It’s platinum, it’s shiny, it’s gorgeous.  It’s expensive.

Chris could afford it.

He asked me if that’s what I wanted.  Then I told him that I’d rather him spend that money on something else, like for my first year of graduate school if I get into school.  I told him that if he really wants to show me how much he wants to invest in me and our future together, I’d rather have an education than a ring.

So he agreed.  He will help me pay for grad school.

“Get me a ring like that on our 10th wedding anniversary,” I joked with him but I know he will.

That’s not the entire conversation but there are some things that are just best kept private.  But it was all good.  And I’m happy.  So, yeah.  We’re making real plans.  We’re talking about the future.  We’re creating possibilities, trying to make our dreams come true and all that.  Things will be pretty interesting in the next 6-8 months, I think…Some hard work, some changes, some sacrifices.  But it will all be worth it.  I hope.

Oh!!!  Totally random and off topic.

Scotty is working hard to get Pantyless back.   Pantyless is not taking him back…yet.  So good for her.  She needs to make him sweat it out a bit.

Another something random…

So, there’s this guy who I haven’t seen since I was 12 or 13.  We were friends because we used to go to school together then he left to go to another school.  We never kept in touch but he and I were always on the periphery of each other’s social circles so we kind of knew what was going on with each other.  But that was 15-16 years ago since we’ve talked.  Well, he got in touch with me.  He’s now married with a kid on the way.  He wants to meet up to “catch up”.  What we’ll catch up on, I have no idea.  How do you sum up 15 years of your life to someone? 

“Uh, yeah, so I went to high school, then college, got a job, going through a career crisis right now but have a great boyfriend who loves me.  What’s your story?”

Yeah.  I’m going to meet him for coffee next week.  Scotty thinks he wants to start an affair with me.  I really, really hope that’s not the case.  I just couldn’t deal.  Could. not. deal.

I told Chris about it too — not about what Scotty said, just about this guy wanting to meet up with me.  He thinks it’s weird but he didn’t say he minded if I went.  He knows he can trust me and knows that I don’t have an ulterior motive for meeting with him.  Honestly, I said yes to coffee because I know I’d feel bad for saying no.

So, I’ll put it out there to you guys.  What do you think?  What do you think his reason is for wanting to re-connect with me?

While you all ponder that, I’m off to the Blue Note tonight to see some jazz.

Have a good weekend everybody!!

Bisous,

K

Picking up where she left off…

Hi, all!  Happy Hump Day!.  It’s, like, 7:30 am and I should probably be getting ready for work but I’m blogging instead.  Just wanted to introduce you guys to someone first.

Here’s Single Fabulous.  She’s a fellow female blogger who writes about her life, work, and relationships.  What I like about her blog is her writing.  It’s real and descriptive.   She has the ability to capture mood and set a scene.  I think that no matter what a blog is about, anyone (even if you haven’t been through what the blogger has been through) can enjoy something honest and well-written — whether you’re reading about a Christian blogger who lives in Ireland or a one who is a lawyer living in L.A.

I came across Single Fabulous when she was known by a different blogger name with a different blog.  One day, she wrote a post about how she was going to stop writing.  I remember thinking, oh no, that sucks!  Her second to last post was the kind that leaves you wanting more and then — bam!  She was gone.  Things in her life were getting juicy too!  But to my relief, she started a new blog, picking up where she left off.  Luckily, she returned to start over again.

In her old blog, the first post I came across was one she’d written about breaking off her engagement and how hard it was.  I remember thinking, how hard and heartbreaking it must have been.  This is the kind of thing you read about but don’t really know anyone who’s been through it.  It’s also the kind of thing you don’t read about — many people stay in relationships for all the wrong reasons and don’t have the guts to leave because that may be the right thing to do, even if it means upsetting many people.

I asked her about her engagement, wondering if she’d ever expand more on the subject because I imagine it must have been so hard.   She must have learned a lot about herself and the people around her.  She said,

As for breaking off my engagement…I could write a whole novel on the subject — maybe I will someday!  It was a very hard decision to make and it cost a lot of tears and angst and soul searching before I finally  did it.  When my ex fiance and I broke up, we had been together almost 3 years and had been living together for about 9 months and engaged about 6 months  (we were having a long engagement so we were still almost a year from our wedding date).  Admittedly, a catalyst for breaking off the engagement was me developing feelings for someone else, but it wasn’t THE reason. Fundamentally, it just got to a point where planning the wedding and our future filled me with panic and dread instead of excitement and happiness.  I knew that I couldn’t say my vows and promise to love and cherish him forever when my heart wasn’t 100% in it and I was having so many doubts.  So even though it was really really hard, it was also a huge relief.  I  can’t imagine anything worse than getting married and THEN realizing it wasn’t the right thing. 

Read the rest of her Q & A to find out more about her writing, her reason to start a new blog because an ex and her mom was reading the old one, and other things.  I feel like  if I knew Single Fabulous in real life, we’d get along.  Plus, it seems like she and I appreciate the same kind of teenage angsty shows like – like My So-Called Life and Felicity.  And I totally appreciate that about her!  :)

If someone said to you, “Quit your job and we’ll pay you to professionally blog about anything you want,” would you do it?  (The catch is…your salary would be much less than it is now.)  BUT, if it paid the same, would you be writing instead of doing what you do now? 

 

You know, if I had answered this a few months ago I would have said hell yeah, sign me up!!  I go through phases where I really just want to quit my job, grab my laptop and move somewhere where I can live simply and spend every day in cafe writing.  That’s always been a dream of mine.  Now, though, I feel like I’m really making a career out of law and it would be harder to pull away.  If the money were equal, I think I’d have to take a leave from work and try it out at least to see.  If there were a big pay cut I probably wouldn’t.

 

But I DO think about it.  And maybe I should think more seriously about it…

 

What are your thoughts on people’s “100 Things About Me” pages/posts? 

 

Yeah, I find them sort of annoying.  They remind me of my Myspace days, and they are so UNrevealing - do I really care what a stranger’s favorite color or ice cream flavor is or who they hugged or texted last?  A real post tells way more about someone.

 

So, what IS your favorite color?  And who did you text last?  Inquiring minds want to know!  :P

 

My favorite color is blue and I last sent a text to a new guy from Match…but that’s a story for another day.  :)

 

What’s the most annoying thing about blogging?   A cool thing about it?

 

Even though my blog is anonymous I have shared it with some of my close friends so I still have to self censor a bit.  But I love that I have gotten to “know” some of my awesome fellow bloggers all over the US  — it’s a small world after all!  :)

 

With your friends who know about your blog, has it had any effect on your relationship? Allowed you to communicate something about yourself which might be easier to write about than actually talk about?

 

It’s actually become a funny and convenient way for my friends to keep up with me.  We are all busy and work a lot, so it’s not always easy or practical to tell each other the minutiae of our lives.  This way they read the blog and if they have questions or comments they will call or email me about it.  Of course, it’s not a substitute for other forms of communication…just a supplement.

 

How long have you been blogging?  Why did you start?

 

I started in June 2007 under a different blog name.  I was inspired by my friend L. who had recently started a wordpress blog and she’s a fantastic writer.  I have always loved to write — I used to keep lots of journals when I was in middle school and high school, and sporadically since then — so I decided to start my own blog.  I really had no direction when I started, but it evolved.

 

How long does it take to write your posts?

 

It really depends.  With my old blog I felt more pressure to write very often.  My mom read the blog and she would ask me when I was going to write the next one if I waited too long.  So sometimes I would sit and stare at the screen because I wanted to write but was uninspired.  Now, I mostly just blog when I have something I want to blog about, so I blog less but I tend to just sit down and pound it out.  Then I’ll read it over once or twice and make edits before I publish it.

 

Did you intend for your mom to read your old blog?  I’m assuming you’re close to her.  That’s really cool.  I could never share my blog with my mom…even if I edited out the non-PG 13 stuff.

 

Yes, when I started my blog I didn’t intend for it to be so much about dating, I just thought it would be a fun way to indulge my love of writing.  So I told my mom without thinking much about it.  But as the blog involved and became more personal, and then I didn’t want Mom & Dad to be readers anymore.  I am very close to them, but there are boundaries!

 

Another funny thing is that when I started the blog I had just started dating someone and told him about the blog.  At the time he told me that he wouldn’t read it (he was just anti-blog) and he asked me not to write about him.  Then after he dumped me he continued to read it and either comment or email me about things I’d write, including my dating life!  After a certain point it was making me a bit nuts, so that was another good reason to start the new blog.

 

How would you describe your blogging style?

 

I guess it sort of depends on my mood.  My old blog was more humorous, but this blog feels more genuine and honest.  I used to try to be funny, but now I just write what comes to me.

 

Do you consider the audience in mind or do you just write for you?

 

A little of both.  There are sometimes things that I want to write about but I know that either it would bore people to tears (i.e. technical law stuff) or it’s better kept private.  But other than that, I pretty much write what I want — I figure my “audience” will read if they like my style, and won’t if they don’t…my audience is small but I’ve stopped trying to attract new readers as much as I used to.

 

What are pet peeves when reading a blog?

 

That’s a good question - I guess if a blog annoys me when I read it, then I won’t read it anymore.  :)

 

Oddest search term for your blog? Most frequent search term?

 

I don’t get many odd ones anymore, but the most frequent ones by far are when I use song lyrics as a blog title — especially “I think I’m movin but I go nowhere.”  Guess there are a lot of One Republic fans out there! I guess in a way I’m cheating because people stumble upon me accidentally….

 

Do you find yourself censoring yourself at times? Why?

 

Yes, because some of my friends read the blog, and even for my closest friends, I think there is such thing as TMI!  :)

 

What is one of your own favorite posts and why?

 

I think it’s “My Tears Dry on Their Own” - about my visit up to Oregon to see C.  That was such an emotional, rollercoaster-y, draining weekend and it was incredibly cathartic to write about. 

 

I feel like this is cheating, but that is also my favorite posts of yours.  It was so beautifully written, so descriptive and scenic – I had a nice visual image of the landscape.  Also, the sentiment was very real and honest.  And there were many things you wrote about, concerning your thoughts and emotions to which I could totally relate.

 

What is one thing you’d like your readers to know about you which might not come across in your blogging?

 

That’s a good question…I think I’m pretty open in my blog.  Maybe that I don’t spend ALL my time obsessing about guys, even though it may seem like it!  ;)

 

What other websites do you frequent daily?

 

Gmail (I chat with some of my friends at work…bad I know), Facebook (I’m such a cyberstalker and I love Scrabulous), Match.com and Eharmony (such is my dating life these days), news sites.

 

If your blog were a television show or movie, which actors would play the characters in your life?

 

Hm…I think the show would probably be a “dramedy” –sort of a mix of the serious and the humorous, like my blog.  I’d want Anne Hathaway to play me - she’s the only celeb I’ve been told I look like, which I find very flattering (even though maybe not very accurate!)   I’ll have to think about who the other characters would be!  The problem is that even though the men in my life feature most prominently in my blog, the most important people in my life are my family and friends who don’t get nearly the attention in the blog that they deserve.

 

What kind of blogs do you find interesting?

 

I love personal blogs, where people write about their lives in an honest and open way.  All sorts of styles can be equally interesting — I just care that they be genuine and from the heart.

 

Let us know an interesting/funny/peculiar fact about you.

 

I am the clumsiest person alive - really.  Not an athletic bone in my body!  I’m an only child.  I’m fluent in Spanish because I had 1/2 - day of Spanish in school from first grade through high school.

 

That’s so cool about being fluent in Spanish.  I’m not quite fluent but I can speak and write it well enough.  I also know French pretty well – I learned it because I dated a native French speaker for quite some time.

 

Oh, I’m clumsy too!  I fell in a bucket once.  (Don’t ask.)

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So, there you have it.  If you like what you’ve read, comment and show her some love or check her out at Single/Fabulous.

 

SF, thanks for doing this with me and sharing a piece of your life with us.  Hope you enjoyed it!  I know I did.

What mistakes have you made?

“You’re the perfect girlfriend.”

No.  I’m not.  Not at all.  But a few guys have said that to me and it’s pretty much because I’m not their girlfriend.  They don’t have to deal with me on my bad days, my ugly days, on days when I’m just not pleasant to be around.  They see me on my best behavior.

Had lunch with Scotty on Friday.  It went pretty much as I expected.  He wants to get back with Pantyless and knows the only way she’ll take him back if he promises it will be a complete, monogamous relationship.  He thinks he’s ready for it.  I think he’s got a lot of soul searching and figuring out to do before he tries out a serious, exclusive relationship.  Again.  You know, he was married once before.  For 2 years…

Anyway, at one point he said to me, “You’re, like, the perfect girlfriend.”  (He had been asking me about how things were going with Chris.)

“No, I’m not.”

Then he explained why he thought so — I don’t mind when my guy wants to go out with his boys; I don’t call in to check on him at work with stupid stuff; Even though I can get jealous, I do my best to control it; I let him make his own decisions; I let him be a man; I likelove to have sex — pretty much anytime, anywhere; I limit the amount I bitch and moan to him about things within my control which I have the power to change; I support him, love him, adore him, accept him for who and what he is.

Maybe I do all those things.  But it’s not because they’re natural for me to do.  Believe me, I’ve made MANY, MANY mistakes in the past relationships.  Sometimes I look at things I’ve done to past boyfriends and shit I’ve put them though and think, “What the fuck was wrong with me?”

Let’s see…what are some (of many) bullshitty things I’ve done (and now have learned NOT to do)?  I learned these things the hard way, mind you…

  • getting upset about a boyfriend wanting to go out with their friends
  • not meaning what I say and saying what I mean, like “I’m fine” when I’m really not — I’m so over doing this now.  It just doesn’t make sense to do it anymore…
  • being too overprotective/jealous
  • not respecting the fact that a boyfriend’s at work and I shouldn’t call him to talk about what bothered me the night (or even two nights) before and, not fully realizing that he can’t talk freely at work, getting mad at him because of it.  (Hey, I couldn’t help it!  I was 22…very young…)
  • bring baggage from past relationships into present ones (I’m still working on this but I’m much better)

Here are “mistakes” I’ve heard other women make which I’ve never done.  Swear!

  • I have never asked a boyfriend if he thought another woman was prettier than me
  • I’ve never asked a boyfriend how an outfit looks on me or if I look fat in something (but that’s partially because I honestly don’t give a fuck what any boyfriend thinks about what I’m wearing and I’ve never been overweight)
  • I’ve never tried to change a boyfriend
  • I’ve never taken a boyfriend shopping with me.  I actually kinda hate shopping with anybody — guy or girl
  • I’ve never lied about my feelings or enthusiasm for my boyfriend

So, guys, what mistakes have you made?  What have you learned from?  What mistakes do you still make?  I’m not expecting anyone to answer this, really…but would be interested to know.

In other news…

First day on the job was okay.  Just okay.  But I decided to walk to work because it’s only 10 blocks away.  Well, it was cold and rainy.  I hate weather like this — the cuff of my pants got all fucked up and wet.  It’s one of the things I hate about living in the city — you have to walk everywhere and can’t really avoid bad weather.  So I pretty much had to sit around with wet shoes and pants for most of the morning.  Should’ve worn my rain boots.  I was counting on the fact that they’d have those electric hand dryers in the bathrooms at the office but they didn’t.

On the plus side, I’m going to a few Yankees games this week!  They will be the first games I’ve been to this season.  On the negative, Jorge Posada is on the DL.  It sucks big time.  The Yankees really need him.  Actually what they really need is at least two pitchers other than Wang and Pettitte that can actually win a friggin’ game.  Oh, and I have a bone to pick with Joe Girardi and the way he managed Saturday’s game.  Why the fuck did he put in that shitty Ross Ohlendorf in the bottom of the 9th?  Holy shit.  It was like having Scott Proctor (aka the Proctologist) on the mound all over again. 

Anyway.

I’m tired…

More interesting stuff later this week, I promise!

Friends? Ex Sex? A job?

Wow!  So, according to my stats, yesterday my blog got a lot of hits from random visitors.  A majority of those visits were for J’s Q & A – way to go, J!   I had 155 site views yesterday — which comes in second to my best day ever and that was 217 hits. 

Same thing happened with Red Wine Gums’ interview – I got over a hundred site views.  Drawnbeauty’s, Markalan’s, and Jess’ posts also got a lot of visits.  Nice!  And I still have 3 more of you to do!

I guess my blog is more interesting when I talk about other people.  :)  

But have no fear.  I’m actually going to talk about myself today.

First, I wish I could write more honestly about what Chris really does for a living.  But…I can’t.  Also, I wish I could use his real first name.  Calling him Chris just feels weird to me but it’s what I nicknamed him on the blog from the start so it would be a little confusing to change it up now. 

It’s funny about his name — men with that name have always factored into my life somehow.  Hmm.  Is there such a thing as name attraction?

Anyway, I’ve got other things to get off my chest…

Can women and men be just friends?

Every male friend of mine has either asked me out on a date or propositioned me in some way.  It’s pretty basic and perhaps it’s been said before, but I’ve come to a conclusion –  men and women can be friends without having sex or without ever having had sex, but that’s not to say it’s never been thought about.

Does that make any sense?

Anyway…

I talked to my friend Scotty.  Just a reminder to new and old blog readers, Scotty is quite a ladies’ man and he’s also a bit strange.  More than once he’s gotten himself (and me) into a few odd predicaments:  there was that one party where we met that midget who wanted to take nekkid pictures of me, and another time which he kind of “used” me to feel up another woman in public, and countless others.

Oh!  Let’s not forget his office shenanigans and how he asked a co-worker for her panties, which awarded her the nickname Pantyless on this blog.   Well, they broke up because Scotty was getting restless.  In other words, there was another woman who piqued his interest.  He wanted to sleep with her but didn’t want to cheat on Pantyless so he broke up with her to sleep with this other woman.

Well, he slept with this other woman but now he wants Pantyless back.  Even though I don’t agree with how he deals with the temptation to sleep with others, as crazy as it sounds, I think he really does love Pantyless.  But lately his need to sleep with every female he finds attractive has been bothering me more than normal.  I’m never one to judge the actions of my friends but sometimes I have to intervene.  He needs to sort that shit out before he gets into a serious relationship.

So he asked me to visit him at work tomorrow for lunch so we can talk.  I feel like his personal psychologist sometimes.  I’m just going to ask him straight up, “Why do you need to fuck every woman you’re attracted to?  Seriously.  Why?”

Whenever I visit Scott at work it’s like visiting home.  But it’s more in the vein of “Home is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there” kind of feeling than anything else.  Scotty still works in the industry I used to work in.  It is a male dominated field and people in it often switch back and forth between competing companies.  So I actually know some of his co-workers pretty well.

Going to his office is quite an ego boost.  A lot of the guys are flirty with me — I don’t believe it’s because I look a certain way.  It’s solely because I’m female.  And, well, to toot my own horn, I know how to make them feel good about themselves.  It’s amazing how a simple, well-timed compliment can turn a grown man into this bumbling, blushing boy. 

Then, again, part of that industry does involve sales and salesmanship.  And we all know the ‘talk’ is just part of the game.  So their reactions could all be bullshit, is what I’m saying.

Anyway, I’ll visit Scotty during lunch time tomorrow and I know I’ll see…hmm what shall I nickname this guy?  I’ll call him H.  H and I used to work together at my old company but now he works with Scotty.  We have a friendship, I suppose.  He’s slightly older — not old enough to be my dad or anything.  But he’s very handsome.

As our friendship grew over the years, I found myself confiding in H.  His concern for me is somewhat older brotherly…but not entirely.  It’s not devoid of any kind of sexual attraction, to be honest.  He’s never made any move on me and I’ve never made a move on him.  But there’s still something about our bond that’s not 100% platonic.

Which makes me think, can men and women really be just friends?

Ahhh.  Maybe it’s just me.  Sometimes I think there’s something wrong with me because I can’t really seem to have 100% platonic friendships with men.  Am I really just that kind of girl with daddy issues who seeks to resolve them with members of the male sex?  Am I that fucked up?

I do wonder about that sometimes…

Ex-Sex

I don’t recommend it.  Not that I’ve had sex with an ex recently but it’s something I’ve done on two occassions — both were driven by the need for me to get laid.  Sorry to be blunt, but it’s the truth.   They were messy situations I created for myself, as both exes wanted to actually get back into a relationship with me.  But perhaps those stories are better left untold.

So a girl friend of mine is having sex with her ex.  BAD IDEA.  Has anyone EVER had a good experience with ex-sex?  I doubt it.

I normally save the topic of sex for my other blog, but that writing is kind of devoid of any romance or tenderness so I’ll write about this here for once.    So, the other night in bed with Chris…I just can’t explain it.  This past weekend we spent a lot of quality time together but we didn’t have actual sex  — lots of cuddling and caressing and I’m not complaining about that.  But by Monday night I really, really wanted to fuck.

So…I seduced him…

Normally when I’m feeling that way, the sex is rough and hard.  Ain’t nothing tender about it.  At all.  But what happened Monday night kind of took my breath away.  It was the exact opposite. 

As we grow closer, the sex between us just gets more intense.  Physically, we’ve been able to take each other to new heights.  But I don’t know if that’s because we know the other’s bodies better or because it means so much more emotionally.  I’m not going to analyze it further because a thing like this is not complicated to understand.  It was beautiful.

There’s hardly a more complete and consuming feeling than being able to express your love like that…

Is there?

In other news.  I sort of have a job…

I start Monday.  I’m not really thrilled about it.  In fact, it’s so underwhelming that I can’t even bring myself to expand on the subject.  But, yes, I have a 9-5 once again.  As much as it isn’t what I want, it’s what I need right now.  I’ve been quiet about what I’m working on in terms of my career and grad school.  Not that this blog has any power, but I don’t want to jinx anything and it’s why I’ve not said much. 

Speaking of blogs, I will probably be blogging less with this jobby-job situation I’ve now got going on — which can be good and bad for me.

Anyway.  I’m going out to play again today.  It’s going to be in the 80s! 

So!  Who wants to go to Central Park and play hooky with me?  :)

More than skin deep

First, I have to say…it’s abso-fuckin-lutely gorgeous outside.  Screw staying in.  I’m going out to play!  But before I do…

I’d like you to “meet” J and her blog.

I like reading J’s blog because I can relate to the things she writes about — relationships, friendships, work.   I also appreciate her comments on mine AND she seems to be the only one who checks out my “Funny Search Term” page.  I’ve appreciated this immensely — you have no idea.  Thanks to her suggestion, I didn’t know I could use my boobs to clean countertops. 

And speaking of boobs, I learned over at her blog from this particular post that I’m not only supposed to use them to clean things but I’m actually supposed to wash my boobs too.  While boobies weren’t AT ALL what her post was about, I should mention that the main point was something I can really relate to — being comfortable and willing to accept help when you need it, especially from a boyfriend.

But I’m off track here.  In all seriousness, I enjoy her writing because it’s nice to hear about what other women my age go through — she expresses herself well.  Lately, I’ve been missing the kind of female friendships I had in high school and college.  Recently, the people with whom I spend my time are male.  While I love men and being around them, I do miss having regular girlfriends I see and talk to everyday.  Connecting with similar women, even on the internet, has sort of been a way to fill that void. 

One thing I forgot to ask J during our back-and-forth — she’s a White Sox fan and her boyfriend is a Cubs fan.  So, are there any interesting disputes about which team is better?  (I don’t know what the rivalry is like but if it’s anything like Mets vs. Yankees fans, I’m sure it’s interesting!)

Oh!  And, Jess?  Just letting you know, J will let Amelia read her blog when she’s old enough.  In fact, her exact words were,  “I would absolutely allow Amelia to read my blog.  There are no secrets between me and Amelia.”

Haha.  Oops!  I accidentally left that question — which was intended for Jess asking if she’d let her daughter Amelia read her blog one day — in J’s email. 

So here are some posts of J’s I’d like to highlight – there was one she wrote about beauty which was thought-provoking and she also writes about a close male friend of hers which I find particularly interesting because there are aspects of his personality and their friendship which seem very similar to me and my friend Scotty.   But also check out the two she references in the favorite post question.  Those blog entries are honest, real and well-written.

Let’s see…what else should you know about J and why you should check out her blog?  I guess read on and find out! 

How do you write your blogs? 
 
I just write my posts when the mood strikes, and sometimes even when it doesn’t.  I’ve seen bloggers who actually draft their posts in earnest, and edit them, make sure everything is perfect.  And I admire their attention to detail and the quality of their work.  But I definitely don’t do it that way.  In some ways I wish I was more regimented so that my posts wouldn’t be so random (in content and in the spacing of time), but I think if I had to work at it that hard, it wouldn’t be that fun anymore.   

What is your blogging style? 
 
Oh, I just kind of write, stream of conscious style.  I think that is probably pretty obvious.  I don’t kid myself that I have any creative writing skills or anything of the sort.  I write the way I talk, and I think if you knew me in real life, you’d be able to actually hear me saying the words.  People have told me that about emails I send or even in chats.  Sometimes I worry that readers may not really understand my voice the way a friend would and pick up on sarcasm and things like that, but really, it is the only way I know how to write. 
 
Are there topics you choose to avoid on your blog and why? 

I try to avoid talking too much about work.   Just because I worry that doing so might compromise my anonymity, and I certainly never want to put my job/career in jeopardy.  I’m thinking that maybe I should just write about it and make the posts password protected, because I definitely have days where I feel like venting about my job. 

What’s the most annoying thing about blogging?  A cool thing about it?

Well, what is annoying to me is that I struggle to come up with material.  I thought it would be easier, I guess, when I started.  Some bloggers make it look so effortless, and I am in awe of bloggers who come up with new and fresh material on a daily basis. 
 
Also, sometimes I find the anonymity annoying.  Sometimes I wish I could post pictures of myself and my friends/family and just be open and free about it.  Let my readers see my real life in living color, basically.  And sometimes I want to tell a friend to look at my blog, see what I wrote in a particular post. 
 
Yeah, sometimes I want to tell my friends about something I’ve written.  Also as a reader of other people’s blogs, I’m often left wondering what people look like or what their surroundings look like.
 
Do you think you would ever eventually tell anyone you know about your blog?
 
I don’t think I will.  I think I would just start a new blog and tell my friends about it before I would tell them about the one I have now.

Cool things about blogging? 

Well, what I really like is being a part of the blogging community.  I love to read others’ posts, and keep up on the happenings in their lives.   It is ridiculous how much I look forward to hearing about what is new in the lives of people I have never met.   I really enjoy the back and forth of it – those people who read my blog regularly and whose blogs I read regularly.  It is having another set of friends, just in a different form.
 
Yes.  I enjoy that about blogging too.  I actually don’t have a big group of girl friends anymore — not like the way I did in college and high school and it wasn’t until I had this blog that I realized that I miss it.  And when you ladies – like Drawnbeauty, SingleFabulous, Jess and Gwen comment it’s like having a virtual set of girl friends, which has been very nice.
 
Also, I like having my own archives.   I think it is fun to go back and read old posts, and sort of relive what I was doing and how I was feeling at any given time.  And my archives only go back a little longer than a year – I wonder what it will be like (if and) when I have 5 or more years of archives to look at.  Being able to look back at old posts is a way for me to bear witness to moments in my life in a way that is impossible to do at the time or even just by my own memory of any given time.
 
Do you ever look back on some posts and think, “Did I really write/think that?”  Sometimes I do.
 
Sometimes I sort of roll my eyes at myself about how dramatic/weepy I have gotten about a given situation.  But then we all make much ado about nothing every now and then, right?

What are pet peeves when reading a blog? 

I really don’t have pet peeves when reading a blog.  The truth is that if I don’t like your writing style and content (or some balance thereof), I won’t stick around for long.  If I go to read a new blog, if it doesn’t catch my attention right away, then I don’t keep reading.  So you will never find me trying to struggle my way through bad grammar and/or format.     

Most frequent search term?

My most frequent search terms are:  “third date” and “my life is a mess” and “big head big brain”.  I did a post wherein I included this really weird quote that a guy on match wrote to me that had something to do with big heads.  So now I get random searches about big heads ALL the time.  Oh, and one of my personal favorites – “woman neurotic mess” – yep, you found me.  Flattering, no?
 
There was one post which mentioned a guy who responded to your online ad and was going on about him texting you for dinner to talk about him, saying he was thick like Alan Thicke or something.  What a weirdo!  
 
So what has been your oddest search term? 
 
Well, I write about the weird ones periodically.  Lately I’ve had “poopy pant mess” – hate it when that happens.  “Boobs wrapped in beautiful materials.”  Huh?   “Boyfriend wants to watch me poop.”  Um, no.  I don’t recall haven’t written anything about poop, but I do get a lot of searches that are about poop in some way or another.
 
That’s kinda shitty, right?  Sorry, bad pun…

Do you ever feel guilty if you blog at work?  When I was working, I blogged and didn’t feel an ounce of guilt.

No, I definitely don’t feel guilty about it at all.  I still have the same amount of work to do and it is my responsibility to get it done, so my time management only affects me.  Sometimes I get a little annoyed at myself when I have to stay at work late to finish something I could have done during the day had I not been wasting time, but as far as guilt goes, no.
 
Does the fact that the word ‘blog’ has come up a gazillion times so far bother you as much as it bothers me?  

No.  Sorry, that is just you.
 
Do you find yourself censoring yourself at times?  Why?

I definitely do censor myself.  It’s funny, I started a blog and made it anonymous so that I could feel free to say anything.  And at first, I didn’t have a problem with it.  And then people started reading it (which I wasn’t really expecting), and then I got some regular readers (not a lot, but some).  I noticed then that I started censoring myself or saying things in a different way because I wanted those readers to like me.  It is kind of ridiculous to worry about complete strangers on the internet liking you, but I definitely don’t discuss some things because I don’t want my readers to think less of me. 

What is one of your own favorite posts and why? 
 
Um, this one is tricky for me.  I went through ALL of my posts (which took a long time because of my tendency to be wordy).  The ones I liked the best are the ones I have written when I have been struggling in some way.  They aren’t any more well-written than other posts, and I didn’t love writing them more at the time, but sometimes when I write posts when I’m upset, I can sort of work through my feelings in the process.  And they are usually the ones people relate to the most.  For example:  I Bruise Easily, Slow Dancing In a Burning Room.

What is one thing you’d like your readers to know about you that might not come across in your blogging?

Um…I think I’m more fun in real life than comes across on my blog.  Sometimes I feel like my blog is very whiny and makes me seem like someone who is always down about something, but that really isn’t the case.  Of course, I have my moments, but for the most part, I think I am more laid back and easy going than my blog lets on.  And I have a better sense of humor than comes across, I think.
 
I don’t think  you come off as whiny.  I get a good sense of your humor from your posts too.  I think one of my favorites is “You found me” because I think our humor is similar.  AND you were the only one who commented on my post about Jessie Spano from Saved By the Bell and her “I’m SOOO exciiiited!” episode. 

People, you can’t just NOT comment on something of that hilarity.

Anyway….

What other websites do you frequent daily? 

I frequent job search websites pretty much daily.  I also look at the local news website daily too.  And when it is baseball season, I check out my team’s website on most days too.

You’re from Chicago.  Are you a Cubs fan? 
 
Actually, I’m a White Sox fan.  B is a Cubs fan.  So we go to a fair amount of games for both teams. 
 
I love Chicago. Well, it comes second to New York for me.  If I didn’t live here, I’d probably live there.  What’s one of your favorite things about where you live?
 
What I love about Chicago is the weather.  I’m kidding, of course - the weather here leaves a lot to be desired.  I grew up in a tiny midwest town. so being in Chicago now, I love how there is always something going on.  There is never a shortage of things to do.  And there is just something about Chicago in the summertime - makes you feel like anything is possible.  I can’t really explain it any better than that. 

What do you do/would you do when you feel you’ve gotten a comment that seems to be ‘attacking’ you?

Well, I’ve been lucky that I haven’t really had too many negative comments.    The only one I remember is a guy who didn’t like one of the posts I did about online dating.  And it was my first negative comment, so I was really taken aback by it, just because I know I would never bother leaving a negative comment on someone’s blog, because, really, why bother?  But anyway, I then wrote a whole post about his comment.  I’m the type of person who gets immediately defensive when I hear criticism, and have somewhat of a guilty conscience in that way, so initially I thought that I said something wrong, or maybe I was a snob, or whatever.  But I realize that negative comments just come with the territory, so it isn’t that big of a deal.  There isn’t really something negative that someone could say to me or about me that I haven’t already given thought to, so it is fine. 

What kind of blog writing styles do you find interesting?

I really prefer a straight-forward writing style.  And I appreciate dry humor, so a mixture of both is good for me.  I don’t want to have to wade through something that is too wordy or complex.  Just writing that sounds like the writer is speaking.
 
But also, I have seen bloggers who are constantly changing it up – sometimes they have posts in the form of lists or letters written to someone, things like that.  I really like those too, because I can appreciate that writing is more of an art form for those people than it is for me.
 
I am always envious of other blogger’s writing voices.  When I am reading other blogs I always think, oh, I wish I had said that, thought of that, written like that, or used that turn of phrase.    I’m always hopeful that the more I write and the more I read other blogs, I might get some inspiration of my own to make my blog more interesting.   
 
What are your thoughts on people’s “100 Things About Me” pages/posts? 
 
Honestly?  I kind of admire the “100 Things About Me” posts.  I know I do not have the imagination, attention span, or the dedication to do such a post.  I’ll read through other people’s (more like skim them, because they are, in fact, LONG) with amusement, but have never really contemplated doing my own.

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Thanks for participating, J.  I enjoyed our little interview.  Hope you enjoyed it too!

So — go on, guys!  Check her out at Beautiful Mess

comfortable

One of my readers asked me a question about living with Chris and it was quite a coincidence because I was going to write about it.

I thought about including this in her  Q & A but I didn’t want her interview to have too much ‘me’ in it, so I’ll put it here.

She asked, “I’m interested to hear how it is living with Chris and what feelings you  have experienced and how it has affected your relationship.  I know for me, and for most of my girlfriends who have moved in with their BFs, moving in together has been wonderful but also difficult at first, and I’m always interested to hear how different people experience that big step…”

Living with Chris has been great.  There are so many things I’ve been meaning to write about our relationship and the things that have been happening but I’ve kind of been waiting…there are a lot of reasons, but I’ll reveal them in good time, I promise!  :)

I’ve lived with a boyfriend before so I was and am prepared to deal with the things that are a part of sharing a space with someone — neatness/messiness, different sleeping schedules, loud snoring, splitting the bills, etc., etc.  What’s good about our situation is that even before we started dating (while he was still dating my ex-roommate Penny), we’d often talk about our living habits and how we are both similar — particularly when it comes to neatness.  Sounds petty, but I’ve had many a roommate and even with that one ex I lived with, I’ve realized that cleaniness can be the kind of thing that can drive the other person up the wall especially if the two of you aren’t on the same page when it comes to neatness.  Luckily, Chris and I are.

Another thing that comes with getting closer to someone as a by-product of living with them is the change in comfort level, which I like…but it can be a bit challenging.  When I’m feeling pissy, it’s not like I can go home and ‘cool off’ and come back and deal with him when I’m all nice and sweet.  No.  If one of us is in a mood, it’s something we have to deal with pretty much at that moment.  I’ve also realized that I can be difficult and I can control that a little more.  It’s the same for Chris too — I’m exposed to all his moods (some which aren’t pretty at all) which has been quite an experience.  Running away is not an option.  So we fight sometimes about bullshit things…but we make up too, and that’s always fun.  :)

The other thing about the comfort level?  Well I’m noticing Chris is a little more free with his…um…bodily functions.  He’s not this gross burping and farting machine.  Not at all!  But, he’s definitely more comfortable ‘expressing’ himself that way around me now.  It’s kind of funny, actually.  But we’ve talked about the dangers of when people get too comfortable with their lovers and don’t remember to do the little things that made the other fall in love with them.

So we talk about this.

We actually talk a lot.  About everything.  Lately we’re talking more than fucking but it’s a good thing.  If there was one thing I loved more than the anticipation of kissing him and touching him during our “courtship”, it was the conversation.  We could talk for hours and I’d love every second of it. 

Before Sunrise and Before Sunset are two of my favorite movies.  Well, at least in the ‘romance’ category.  Anyway, what I loved about those movies was the fact that the two characters had real conversations — sometimes they disagreed, they made each other laugh or think differently about something, but mostly they constantly engaged each other.  That’s how it was with Chris even before we started dating.  We still have those intense, long conversations and it makes me happy to no end.  I hope it’s always like this.

As for the more difficult things about living with Chris?  It’s not the ‘living’ part as much as it is the ‘Chris’ part.  I love him more than any man I’ve ever known.  I’m serious…I know I’m going to marry this guy.  I know it.  But he is not without his flaws and he is not perfect.  He makes mistakes.  He sometimes (inadvertenly) hurts my feelings.  He can be such a hard ass sometimes.

But I accept that about him.  I don’t want to change him.  We are constantly learning about each other.  We talk through a lot of our personality differences and we sort out our needs.  It isn’t easy most of the time.  But the end result is most definitely worth the frustration.

Before we lived together there were nights, of course, when we didn’t sleep in the same bed.  Those nights happened because we needed space or it was just more practical for him to sleep at his apartment or me at mine, depending on our schedules for the following day.  While I cherished the alone time, there was always a part of me that yearned for his warm body near mine.  Not just for sex.  But for just being there…comforted by the simple fact that my love was resting comfortably next to me.

On nights like those, I wouldn’t get a good sleep…

I haven’t had a night like that in a long time.  And I’m glad.

Oh!  I have much more to write about us.  But I will.  In due time, I will…  It’s good, I promise!

I feel pretty

So yesterday was absolutely gorgeous.  Like I’ve said before, there’s almost nothing better to  put me in a great mood than a sunny day.  So I got all dolled up, wore my favorite wrap dress and went for a walk.

At some point, the wind blew blowing my wrap dress  up.  Not really in a Marilyn Monroe way, but close.  Thankfully there was hardly anyone on the street, which is an anomaly in Manhattan.  I patted my dress  back  down and continued walking.  Crisis (sort of) averted.

This guy who kind of appeared out of nowhere said, “No one saw.  Don’t worry.”

Except him, I guess.  I’m always wary of men on the street  as I’ve had one or two very uncomfortable things happen to me with guys harrassing me on the street.  But He smiled kindly at me.  I knew he meant no harm.

I was just glad I was wearing my cute panties and not the ones that say “SPANK ME” on the backside.

No, I don’t really have panties that say that.  Not really.  ;)

Another beauty outside today…

Have a nice weekend, everybody!

As you wish…

One of the cool things about the Internet is getting to know or “meet” people you would probably never, ever meet in real life circumstances.

Such is the case with Red Wine Gums.

Thanks to him, I’ve learned a new vocabulary word or two — like smeg and runners.  :)  I even learned what Red Wine Gums were.  Had no idea before.

We’re very different.  He’s a Christian who writes about his faith and his beliefs, among many other subjects.  I tend to not write about religion.  However, I’m also Christian but certainly not devout.  I guess I’m what you ‘d call a “Cafeteria Catholic” who hasn’t practiced her religion in many years…which is unfortunate since I went to Catholic school for almost a decade where I learned its teachings, where we went to confession regularly, attended First Friday Mass, had stations of The Cross during Lent.  And even though I don’t go to church anymore I can still recite mass pretty much from beginning to end.

It’s been a longtime since I’ve made a concerted effort to fit God into my life.  I’m not proud of that, really — I’m not sure how I feel about it, to be honest.  Anyway, Red Wine Gums blog is interesting because he writes about his life in regards to his beliefs — something quite refreshing.  I can also imagine being a Christian can be somewhat challenging in today’s society. 

But he doesn’t only write of those things.  His blog is sometimes light and funny; other times thoughtful and thought-provoking.  And he is an excellent writer — his writing is very descriptive, full of imagery, yet still a little ambiguous at times as it leaves the reader (or at least me) wanting to know, what exactly did he mean by that?

One of my favorite posts of his is this one.  It’s just good writing.  I’ll let it speak for itself.

This blogger Q & A experiment has been fun.  Red Wine Gums still wouldn’t let me get the last word on the 100 Things about Me question.  But, so be it.  :)  Also, I thought it was interesting how he makes a reference to Cary Elwes as an actor who he might want to play him in a movie.  I think of Cary Elwes’ character in the Princess Bride, who always told his princess, “As you wish….”  I can imagine that Red Wine Gums will be as dedicated to his future wife.  I’ve never met Red Wine Gums but I know he’s good people.

Like I said, in Markalan’s post, I kind of had an idea of what to expect from ‘working’ with each of you.  Now I hope he doesn’t mind, but I want to poke a little ‘fun’ at RWG here.  With him, based from what I ‘know’ of him and how he writes, I knew this process would take longer than the others.  He is a perfectionist (not my word, it’s his; he has mentioned this about himself) and I knew every ‘i’ would need to be dotted and every ‘t’ would need to be crossed…at least twice.  But what came out was a Q & A that reflects his blog and his writing — well-written and thoughtful.  I hope you enjoy reading it.

One more thing.  I think he was (at first) a little surprised that my ‘voice’ would be intermingled with his and wondered if it would ‘work’.  Rightfully so, I guess.  His voice is very different from mine.  Still, it’s something that I’d like my readers to hear because people (including myself) would have normally bypassed it.  I’m glad he stumbled upon my blog and commented a while back.  If he hadn’t, I would have not been able to enjoy his writing and insight.

Want to learn more about Red Wine Gums and his writing?  Well, read on…

Do you consider yourself a writer?

Not really. I consider myself as someone who could become a writer. I’ve always enjoyed writing from a young age particularly creative writing in school. Familial obligations at this point require me to mention that my father and uncle won prizes for poetry when they were young. My paternal grandfather was described as an orator and his father was a successful politician as well so it’s in the veins. I like the idea of engaging with an audience particularly through a speech where you try to persuade them on an issue. For me, blogging is essentially a process someone does for themselves. I am amazed that anyone is even remotely interested in what I write about but you always want more people to read it. Comments are what make a blog though. It’s always exciting to see what someone had to say

I think it is interesting how you say, “become a writer”. When put that way (even though I know you didn’t mean it that way), it makes me think of it as if it’s a journey with an end. It’s not really…more of a process, I think, a continual evolution because even ‘writers’ (i.e. those with published works) are still “becoming”, right?

I think you can become a writer and then you improve at writing. I suppose it reflects my wider views on art and life. I remember where we did a group painting in church as part of an expression of worship during an all night prayer thing. One of my good friends, who is an art student, would go around ‘echoing’ what other people had painted on the canvas. He essentially painted over it and did his own thing. His understanding of art is that anyone can call anything art. But it can be crap art. And I don’t think art should be crap. I prefer to be inspired by art in whatever medium the artist expresses him or herself. It’s like saying you’re a horse rider because you rode a donkey at the beach on a holiday. People devote themselves to things. And a truly passionate artist devoted to their work can affect change in ways we can’t imagine.

I can tell you’ve enjoyed writing from a young age. It’s very apparent in your posts. Also, apparently, it’s in your bloodline!

It’s hard to escape your family at times -)

Comments are definitely key! Do you feel people may be intimidated to comment because of how you write or the blog content?

I think so. A lot of what I write about is very personal. People can be afraid to interact for fear that they will offend me. They can also be afraid to interact because they simply don’t know what to say. My views on virginity for instance can be intimidating to those who come from a small town but haven’t practiced that themselves. I’m a Christian and that label carries a lot of baggage these days. People might not comment because they think it’s worthless or again because I evoke certain feelings in them. I’m not going to presume anything in this regard. All I know is that trying to define me via conventional labels doesn’t always work.

How long have you been blogging?

I have been blogging for three years now. A friend said I should start. He mentioned it on a few occasions and then I asked him how you do it. The rest as they say is history.

What prompted you to start a blog?

It just happened. I always wanted to have a diary but I had nosy younger brothers. A blog ironically feels more secure. The ludicrousness of it being available to strangers doesn’t seem to enter the equation. An online hit can’t hurt you.

What would cause you to stop blogging?

It’s hard to know. I’ve given up on trying to anticipate life. Not worth the effort and you tend to get it wrong anyway. I think there’s two possible ways that certainly could occur. My career and positions I end up in would simply mean that this blog would prove too much of a liability if discovered. It could be used against me. The other way I see it coming to a sudden end is if something I blog would hurt someone in my life or one of my friends. I’m not sure I could continue in those circumstances. I feel I like to blog. I’m not going to say I’ll keep doing it forever but I’d like to think the friends I’ve made over the past 3 years would always be some small part of my life

How do you go about composing your blogs? Do you write/draft them in advance or just write when the mood strikes?

I just tend to write as the mood takes me. My blog is about me and my life. If something sits in my head or I want to vent on an issue I just start typing. There’s no rule as such. Most of what you read is all typed up and posted in one session. Sometimes a blog post will start composing in my head as I’m walking around or experiencing a situation. Occasionally if I get distracted while typing it up (yes, this is you late night conversation people) I’ll save it and come back to it. That can mean a post will take ages to come out, if at all, because I don’t like to publish unless the post sits with my mood. I read over them once or twice depending on how significant the issue is. What I find really frustrating is noticing typos a few days after I published it. Drives me insane. Of course I should just use the spell checker as well. Most of the posts would have been created an hour or so before they were published. The exceptions are posts like Linkie Goodness. I tend to work on them during the week as I find interesting stuff to come across.

How would you describe your blogging style?

Honest, open, occasionally poingant sprinkled with silliness.

How often do you keep your audience in mind when writing a post? Do you write mostly for them or for you?

I write for me. I am aware of the audience so on occasion I will clarify or explain certain aspects but I write for me. If you were to ask me though would I write as much if the audience was not there I’d have to say no. It’s something I wonder about sometimes.

Kind of makes me think of that saying, “If a tree falls in the woods and no one hears it, does it make a sound?”

It makes a noise but only if someone else hears it can it really make a sound

What’s the most annoying thing/challenging thing about blogging?

Writing what you think is a great post and no-one comments. Then a stupid post that you only did because of happenstance has everyone saying stuff. That’s annoying. I think the most challenging aspect to blogging is when what you blog, speaking for personal bloggers, clashes with the real world i.e. the person you write about reads it or you get quoted out of context. Not really happened to me but I’m aware of the possibility. Like a lot of things in life both good and bad can come of it. Once you treat people with respect you should be fine. I try not to blog about other people. I try to blog about myself and limit the mention of other people to the fact I encountered them. It can be difficult to do that.

I feel the same way about certain posts I’ve labored over and I think they’re great and NO ONE comments! I often think, “What’s the deal??”

In my opinion it could be down to what we’ve discussed earlier. People might feel that to comment would detract from the post. They can’t find the words to say or simply feel they are not in a position to do so. Or, and let’s not fool ourselves as we mutually back slap one another, the post could just be a crap post -)

A cool thing about it?

Connecting with people. I love it. It’s great.

If any of your real life friends and family know about your blog, has any of what you write in it affected your relationship, i.e. “what did you mean when you said that in your blog?”, etc.?

There are three friends who I gave the blog url in order to keep me accountable in terms of what I write. On another incarnation most of my wider friends were able to read it. I found it frustrating because conversations starting with, “I read something on your blog…” often turned into me defending what I had written or seeking to clarify and explain. I also felt that I couldn’t write as free as I once was able to. I felt it inhibited what I said. I have told those three to take what I write with a pinch of salt. I blog to sort things out in my head and to vent a lot of the time. What you see in the darker posts is the extreme of my thinking and what I am feeling.

What are pet peeves when reading a blog?

No About Page. No means to contact the person outside their blog. Poor grammar, punctuation and spelling. Annoying templates that make it difficult to read the content. Everyone has their own vexations. Someone probably hates X, Y & Z about my blog like -)

Any funny things/new experiences that have come out of blogging which you’d care to share?

Yes but I’d have to kill you

There isn’t ANYTHING you can share? P

That’s for me to know and you to find out -)

Oddest search term for your blog? Most frequent?

Oddest: “did undertakers wife have a baby” - Honest to God
Most Frequent: “red wine gums” - Ironic I know

Do you find yourself censoring yourself at times? And when you do, why?

Occasionally only. Obviously I like to keep things anonymous enough so that is censure on one level. I also don’t like to talk about other people too much if I can avoid it. I haven’t blogged everything that’s gone on in my life but it’s pretty much all there in some shape or form

What is one of your own favorite posts?

I don’t have a favourite per se. I just like to feel I’ve written a good post every now and then. To parphrase a sporting analogy I believe has some relevance, “You’re only as good as your last post.”

I like your usage of sports analogy here.

We both are ’sports fans.’ I think it’s good for people to be involved in sports. It brings people together most of the time. It can teach us a lot about life. People get to participate. The ordinary man or woman on the street. I would argue with my art student friend above that a soccer match can be a form of art. There is nothing that even comes close to the passion and the drama. It’s not elitist. Some like to fool us into thinking that our lack of understanding of a piece of art makes us less intelligent. People have paid hideous amounts of money for ridiculous things. But for an artist to make it all he needs to do is convince one rich idiot that she’s a genius

What is one thing you’d like your readers to know about you that might not come across in your blogging?

I really am married to an Orthodox Jewish girl ;-)

Then I guess I really should say, Mazel Tov!

Keep an eye on the announcements section of your local newspaper -)

What other websites (non-blogs) do you frequent daily?

News sites pretty much. Were politics not the career it is you’d probably get a lot more political stuff on here. BBC, Al-Jazeera and a big bunch of newspapers as well

If your blog were to be optioned for a television show or movie, which actors would play the characters in your life?

I’ve always thought about this question as one that I would be clueless if asked. I think I would like Jamie Bamberto play me. That has more to do though with the character of Lee Adama then Bamber himself. I like to think that if I didn’t have curly hair I’d look a small bit like him but then I do wear glasses. Another possibility then is Cary Elwes but that’s only down to the fact he’s in Robin Hood: Men in Tights and The Princess Bride.

AS YOU WISH!! The Princess Bride. One of the best movies ever.

See - I knew I liked you -)

What do you do when you feel you’ve gotten a comment that seems to be ‘attacking’ you?

“Really you cared that much! Awwww. That’s sweet.” I suppose there’s a difference between attacking what you’ve written and attacking you. Disagreeing with me is fine. You can disagree and still have respect for a person. To my mind an argument involves both sides losing control of their emotions. Everything else is just a disagreement or a discussion. I’ll delete any comments I feel are unwarranted or just plain insulting. Also a comment that attacks a person is just plain bad logic. Don’t feed the trolls. Freedom of choice. They don’t have to read this blog. As is often heard at training sessions of sporting teams: “What do ye think this is? A f****** democracy?”

What kind of blog writing styles do you find interesting?

Styles that help you picture what’s going on. Or a blogger who really opens up and shares their heart. A style that lets you into their world. I also like blogs on theology and politics that aren’t stupidly heavy or just stupidly stupid. I love photo blogs as well. Love photo blogs. Could look at them all day. Try not to subscribe to too many of those -)

What are your thoughts on people’s “100 Things About Me” pages/posts?

I love reading them. Pain in the ass to do though.

My thoughts on it are this…in a few posts I could get to know 100 things about a person. Why spell it out for us readers? I mean, then why would I read their blog if they sum themselves up nicely in 100 bullet points?

A lot of assumptions there girl. You assume that they’ve told you everything in that list. You assume that list means what it says on the surface and that there isn’t hidden meaning in what people have put down there. I think they are useful as a snapshot but you need to see a person ruminate and elucidate on an issue to truly get into their head. I think the lists are a teaser and the blog is the main course.

Yeah, well sometimes the appetizer, teaser, whatever you call it, sucks. PSometimes, when it sucks, the “main course” is actually quite good. Or the reverse happens - the 100 list is very interesting, but the blog? Not so much.

Did you have a bad experience with a 100 list in your childhood? Just wondering…

Lastly, do you have any questions you’d like me to answer or anything you’d like to add?

I’d just like to add what a pleasure it’s been doing this little jaunt and hope you can answer this question in an ode to the long lost childhoodof an Irish blog: Simon or Garfunkel?

Simon.

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Thanks RWG for particpating.  If you like what you heard, check him out at Random Reflective Rantings.  Oh!  I forgot another added little bonus.  He sometimes audio blogs so if you like a real Irish brogue, you’ll be in for a treat!  :)

now this…is what i’m talking about!

It’s absolutely gorgeous outside.   There are a few things in life which can almost instantly cheer me up.  One of them is a warm, sunny day like today.

Random thoughts ran through my head as I took a walk earlier.

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I couldn’t really imagine living anywhere else in the country right now.

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I know that I can be a New York City snob sometimes when I think about other places I’ve been to and people I visit take me to “the best” Italian restaurant in the area or the best places to shop and I think, “This is the best this place has to offer?”

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I need to write/blog more about New York and my life as a New Yorker. 

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Thinking about K, one of my exes (not THE ex — the musician dude).  I’m so glad Chris is a man, not a boy with the emotional maturity of a young 20-something.  I was totally the relationship ‘coach’ in that scenario.  Never want that again.

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If Tino Martinez asked, I would marry him. In a second.  Damn.   I should have said something to him when I saw him that time.  Just don’t know what we’d do about his wife and kids, though.

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I like older men.

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Mmmm. Men.

Sex.

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I hope the Yankees win tonight.  They better.

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I need a pedicure.

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Need to get the ingredients to make Chris brownies.  No, not the ’special’ kind.

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I need to go shopping for new underwear.

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I was in Duane Reade earlier.  Was it Duane Reade?  Yes I think it was.  Anyway, that Brian McKnight song came on.

I can’t remember why we fell apart
From something that was so meant to be
Forever was the promise in our hearts
Now more and more I wonder where you are…

Do I ever cross your mind anytime?
Do you ever wake up reaching out for me
Do I ever cross your mind anytime?
I miss you …

That song used to make me cry.  Bawl, is actually more like it.  I’d cry for many, many reasons.  Not just for love lost…

On the way home, I realized that it’s been awhile since I’ve really broken down and cried about anything — particularly about the trouble I have with letting someone inside, allowing myself to trust.  I’m not one to air ALL my dirty laundry on the internet, but for longer than I’ve realized, I’ve been dealing and healing from family hurts, betrayals, etc. — all of which have played a strong role in my relationships, especially the romantic ones.

I’m not afraid anymore of the consequence of trusting someone else.  I know I can bounce back, if I get hurt.  It won’t be the end of the world.  And if I don’t ever let anyone in, I’ll never really experience love.

I’m not afraid anymore.  It may mean nothing to anyone else, but when I thought it today, it felt really good to even dare let that thought enter my head.

I lifted my face to the sun and let it pour down on my skin. 

Yes.

Walking home, I’m not sure what felt better — my thoughts or the warm sun…

are you the ugly one…or is it me?

This weekend, I had an interesting conversation with Scotty and Chris about how often (not always) one person of a couple is more attractive than the other.   As you can imagine it was a very deep and serious discussion.  (Using ’sarcasm’ font for those who don’t have your browsers enabled :P) 

Anyway, it started because I’d made some comment about how a couple we all know is breaking up.  The woman (who i’ll refer to as Pretty) is absolutely stunning and the guy (who I’ll call Semi-Ugs — sorry, that’s all I can think of right now) isn’t what you would call traditionally attractive but he has many great qualities.  Anyway, I’m not sure what I said — it definitely had nothing to do with the fact that they seemed unevenly matched in terms of “empirical” beauty — but whatever I said both Scotty and Chris basically had the same reaction:

“Ugly but clever guys can talk their way into a pretty girl’s heart.”

“But what if Pretty really thought Semi-ugs was attractive?” I asked them.  “It’s possible.”

Even Chris gave me a look that said, Oh come on!

Would you go out with Semi-Ugs if he just came up to you and said, hey, baby, let’s get coffee?  No.  He’d have to work up to that before you even considered,” Scotty said.  “Just like he did with Pretty.”

I didn’t like the sound of it.  “That sounds so…so…”  I shrugged. 

Then we just kind of started talking about how it’s very common that fairly plain or even downright homely guys often land very hot girls.  Rod Stewart and Rachel Hunter.  Ric Ocasek and Paulina Porizkova.  Billy Joel and Christie Brinkley and on and on.

“Well, then it just goes to show that women are way less superficial!”  I told them.

They didn’t entirely disagree with me and I felt somewhat triumphant – and disheartened at the same time — that they didn’t. 

“There’s always someone in a couple who’s by far less attractive than the other,” Scotty said.  “Like you and K.  He must’ve made you laugh a lot or appealed to your intellect.”  K was an ex of mine.  Scotty never did like him.  (I mentioned him in this post.) 

I was kind of shocked.  “He wasn’t ugly!”

Chris laughed.  “But I guess he wasn’t good looking either!”

“You guys are so mean!  K was very funny and smart and sweet to me…well, at least until I wanted to break up with him but that’s neither here nor there.”

“Kara, let’s be honest.  You were out of his league.  He isn’t the kind of guy that a lot of girls would immediately call hot or even cute,” Scotty said.  “How many times did he ask you out before you said yes?”

“Uh…maybe 3 or 4 times,” I admitted.

 ”And??  What made you finally decide to go out with him?”

“Well…it took awhile because I was getting over someone.  And, well, he made me laugh, was always trying to make me laugh.  The guy was persistent…and the attention was nice,” I said.

“See?  My point, exactly!”  Scotty said.  “He talked his way in.”

I groaned.  I don’t believe that’s how it happened but didn’t really feel like getting into it with them.

“There’s always an ugly one in a couple.  Or slightly less attractive  one,” Chris said.

“So, who’s the ugly one in our relationship?” I asked him, laughing in anticipation of how he was going to answer this