Posts Tagged ‘damn cute’

anti-pro-stupidity, or something of the sorts…

21 October 2008

so. this could be interesting…

Mennogirl’s clued me in on some decent blogs before, as has my Megatron.  So I started, recently, reading dooce.  This isn’t a shameless plug for her, but I have found it to be somewhat entertaining to read.  But this could just be a phase (I used to read iCiNG, but now find gala… well, too “look at me”/I wanna be famous, but I still check the site every now and then)…

Recently, dooce wrote about politics, more importantly, advising women voters to really look into some issues before voting.  To consider the greater group of females, pretty much.  And this sort of turned into talking about McCain’s views on abortion, and that a lot of people are calling him anti-woman.

Now, I’m not fond of McCain, but those are my own reasons.  (look at the right: these people win — obama ’08)  And I’m not one to really vote based soley on one issue, and typically abortion isn’t a key issue with me.  I will admit that in the past I will have said that I probably wouldn’t choose an abortion myself, but didn’t want to make that choice for others.  (I will also admit to actually considering it at one point in my life, but I was never faced with that decision — aka I’ve never been pregnant.)  So, that makes me pro-choice.
One person who left comment on dooce’s post asked a really good question….

When did being “Pro-Choice” turn into being “Pro-Abortion”?

Like I said, I’m not typically “pro-abortion”… I’d like to think, baring any health problems of my own, I’d be willing to take care of any child I brought into this world.  But as also mentioned, there was at least one point in my life when I thought that abortion could be an option — but I didn’t have to make that choice.  But that’s the thing, I have that choice.  I am pro-CHOICE, it doesn’t mean I will choose it.

Anyway…. right now, I’m mildly anti-baby.  Or at least, mildly anti-having-a-baby-myself.  Babies are fine.  As long as I can hand them back to their adult.  At this point in my life, I’m big into the idea of adoption.  There are plenty of kids out there who need families.  But well, that’s years down the road.

Right now… the only baby I’m interested in is an amazing toddler who happens to be my niece.
Talk about damn cute.

Lil G

Lil G


I’m damn cute.

3 October 2008

some days.. you just know you look good.

I change styles a lot, or at least, I dabble.

According to a fashion horoscope, I keep up with fashion and switch between looks.  The latter at least holds true.
“Keeping up” with fashion for me is merely noticing what people are wearing, and noticing what’s in the stores now.
I don’t have any magazine subscriptions at all right now.  (I am tempted by Paste though, seeing as Mennogirl moved out taking her subscription with her.)

Probably since high school, I’ve been told that my style was unique.  Well, back then I was either wearing bright orange pants with bright green and blue shirts, or pin stripped/plaid bondage pants with suspenders and tight tshirts with various phrases or cartoons images.  One person stated that regardless, I always looked comfortable.  Which was pretty true.  … still pretty true today.

I’m not necessarily talking comfort in the means of actual this feels good physically when I wear it.  More of, I feel good when I’m wearing it.
Some days, I like to dress up a bit… look a bit more feminine… jeans and tshirts are still pretty key though.  I tend to be less fond of cookie-cutter looks or limiting my wardrobe to just one style.  I wear what looks good, and what I enjoy wearing.

I think the other point regarding me and clothing is my shopping habits.  My roommates have been impressed that I will buy clothes without trying them on.  This has been a habit since my childhood.  Since I also don’t have a really good habit of returning clothing, I’ll actually try a few things on every now and then.   I generally know what cuts look good on me, so just holding something up in front of a mirror is enough to convince me a lot of times.  I also buy things online, which has been mostly successful.

One good thing about not trying on every item of clothing that I’m somewhat interested in — it makes shopping less painful.  For me and whomever I’m with.

Regardless though… I’m damn cute.

this email wins.

30 September 2008

So… I’m on this other website… and generally I get typical messages… which, don’t get me wrong, I appreciate.
It’s always fun to get emails from random males telling you that you: seem cool, are awesome, are beautiful, are sexy, look like Tina Fey (dark hair, dark eyes, and glasses, that’s all it takes)…

But this message that I got today wins.

“ello ello,

well, i was jogging on the internet one day, today as a matter of fact, and stumbled upon your profile, and proceeded to fall down quite a steep hill…so that sucked. But in anycase, after cleaning myself off and apologizing to the geese that i knocked into, i thought i’d say hi, so…*ahem* hello, *waves*

soo ya, not sure what else to write here besides that you seem like you do the ass kicking pretty well and are hip and with it, as the kids say these days… and ummm ya…i think this is where the creepers and potential stalkers say more detailed things about one particular picture or fact…butttt i got nottin…sorry

sooo if your bored or would like to chit and chat, feel free to give me a massage or someptin….okie dokie”

Okay.  Minus the spelling and gramatical things… this email still wins.