http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/n/a/2010/08/31/state/n054954D71.DTL
I guess they couldn't hear each other coming? This is what I've been saying all along, these things are dangerous!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
How to lose a guy, and your life, in 10 days of hanging upside down
http://www.wlsam.com//Article.asp?id=1937170
Ladies, this is an example of how not to win your man back. Not much needs to be said about this article other than SERIOUSLY?
I've certainly had girlfriends do some things that have caused me to question their sanity, but this crosses the line, especially because she was almost 50 years old! Not that she's old or anything, but just... really? you're a doctor and you feel you need to break into your bf's home to speak to him??? Come ON! Clearly she was intelligent enough to make it through med school, but did she skip class the day they explained the ol' "square peg, round hole" conundrum?
It's a little jarring when you realize that a lot of the drama associated with high school relationships does not, in any way, end after high school. This story just reinforces this to me. I remember a moment when a second cousin of mine (family relationship changed in an effort to protect the source) started telling me about her anxieties of letting her husband go to his college reunion, in case the girlfriend whom he'd had TWENTY YEARS AGO might be there and FLIRT with him. At the age of 17, this struck a nerve. In a way, I don't think we ever outgrow our insecurities. Hopefully we just learn to identify them so that we can manage them, but we never fully shed them. Kind of like diabetes I guess.
Ladies, this is an example of how not to win your man back. Not much needs to be said about this article other than SERIOUSLY?
I've certainly had girlfriends do some things that have caused me to question their sanity, but this crosses the line, especially because she was almost 50 years old! Not that she's old or anything, but just... really? you're a doctor and you feel you need to break into your bf's home to speak to him??? Come ON! Clearly she was intelligent enough to make it through med school, but did she skip class the day they explained the ol' "square peg, round hole" conundrum?
It's a little jarring when you realize that a lot of the drama associated with high school relationships does not, in any way, end after high school. This story just reinforces this to me. I remember a moment when a second cousin of mine (family relationship changed in an effort to protect the source) started telling me about her anxieties of letting her husband go to his college reunion, in case the girlfriend whom he'd had TWENTY YEARS AGO might be there and FLIRT with him. At the age of 17, this struck a nerve. In a way, I don't think we ever outgrow our insecurities. Hopefully we just learn to identify them so that we can manage them, but we never fully shed them. Kind of like diabetes I guess.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
my glorious emergence from retirement
It's been awhile since I've had the opportunity to post some of my important musings on life. Mainly my sabbatical was in due to the tree sitters' forced descent from Memorial Grove in Berkeley. I struggled for several months to find meaning in my suddenly empty life, not content with the occasional anti-Prop 8 demonstration at Sather Gate or "lie-in"s in solidarity with Sudanese famine victims that the Cal Campus has to offer, but eventually, time does heal all wounds, and I was able to make some sense of life's cruel changes and move on. The rise of the Tea Party has also brought some focus back into my meaningless existence, as they are always providing fodder for my comedic cannon.
So now I'm thinking I need a venue to get back in touch with my creative side (and, of course, my wide audience base) and start touching up my writing. I'd appreciate feedback, but do keep in my that they will be in rough form. And I'm incredibly oversensitive with a propensity towards tears unlike anyone else's in the world. And a propensity for hyperbole, clearly, but you get the picture. And I overuse exclamation points and other manners of punctuation unabashedly, so you can skip that. And sometimes I use emoticons, I don't care what anyone thinks about that - they're a guilty pleasure who are here to stay in my life. And I realize this has an audience base of one.
I'm planning to address a bunch of topics here: my love for posting random news stories, my opinions on these stories... my opinions on pretty much anything, great moments in hip hop history, the constant wonder of the world, the constant letdown of the world, birth, death, sex, nightblindedness, adding -ness or -ability to words to create new words, my cat, clothing, nudity, celebrities who do incredibly dumb or incredibly noble things, friends, my daily activities no matter how mundane, and (most importantly) trying to improve my writing.
Before I head off to Whole Foods (which, I know, I know, of COURSE I find incredibly overpriced and pretentious, but since I don't know this town yet, I'm unable to think of a viable alternative for purchasing fish that is guaranteed to make me not beg for death around 4am tonight) I just thought I'd share this little gem for the moment:
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/hottopics/detail?entry_id=70552
A snuggie for your face!
So now I'm thinking I need a venue to get back in touch with my creative side (and, of course, my wide audience base) and start touching up my writing. I'd appreciate feedback, but do keep in my that they will be in rough form. And I'm incredibly oversensitive with a propensity towards tears unlike anyone else's in the world. And a propensity for hyperbole, clearly, but you get the picture. And I overuse exclamation points and other manners of punctuation unabashedly, so you can skip that. And sometimes I use emoticons, I don't care what anyone thinks about that - they're a guilty pleasure who are here to stay in my life. And I realize this has an audience base of one.
I'm planning to address a bunch of topics here: my love for posting random news stories, my opinions on these stories... my opinions on pretty much anything, great moments in hip hop history, the constant wonder of the world, the constant letdown of the world, birth, death, sex, nightblindedness, adding -ness or -ability to words to create new words, my cat, clothing, nudity, celebrities who do incredibly dumb or incredibly noble things, friends, my daily activities no matter how mundane, and (most importantly) trying to improve my writing.
Before I head off to Whole Foods (which, I know, I know, of COURSE I find incredibly overpriced and pretentious, but since I don't know this town yet, I'm unable to think of a viable alternative for purchasing fish that is guaranteed to make me not beg for death around 4am tonight) I just thought I'd share this little gem for the moment:
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/hottopics/detail?entry_id=70552
A snuggie for your face!
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