Archive for January, 2007
January 25 2007: Soccer Boys
Filed under Men with 10 Comments
Is it terribly wrong, and considered cheating, if I spent a few hours tonight jogging around my local park under the pretence of exercise when really, I was checking out the guys playing soccer there?
If so…shit! I have to learn how to, you know, keep myself away from temptation. Be good. Devoted. Loyal. Relationship-mindset. Etc etc. It’s just that they looked so good in their shorts, and tops off, and all sweaty and stuff.
…Yeah. I’m a pervert.
Valid reason though, I swear! With Phil still in Shanghai until the 18th of Feb, I feel like a neglected woman. Two hour long phone calls every few nights is simply not enough.
Anyway. Whinge whinge whinge.
In other news, after reading an article about him in an old issue of Vanity Fair, I’m rather intrigued and a little turned on by Lapo Elkann. He’s really sexy and attractive, in a cocaine-and-transsexual-prostitutes kind of way.
EDIT: Okay, so have discussed it with P, and he’s more than fine with whatever I do. Come to think of it, I shouldn’t have been surprised because he was fine with me jumping under the covers with his roommate (totally platonically of course!) and hugging and kissing other guys. What can I say, he understands that I’m a touchy kind of person, that I thrive on human contact.
January 24 2007: On Blogs Not Counting As Content
Filed under Online with 21 Comments
I’ve just read a blog entry where the author claimed that a blog doesn’t count as content as it isn’t as original as a personal website. By that logic, Jingwen is totally devoid of content, and there’s absolutely no originality in it whatsoever.
Is my life original? I like to think so. Are my experiences and thoughts original? I like to think so. I’m really quite indignant that she believes herself to be qualified enough in the field of site-ownership to make a judgement upon the originality of my life, and the life of everyone else who merely blogs without the added shackles of a personal website.
I’ve been down the road that she advocates: having a fully personal website with bucketloads of information about oneself. I’ve had bucketloads of written work: articles, opinions, fiction. I’ve had lots of information about the site. Obsidian Rhapsody had all that, and much more. Was it original? Probably not - the majority of you have similar sites that are equally as well-written and designed.
Seriously though, who really cares? Once you’ve read it once, you’ve read it a million times. No one ever goes back to it and re-reads an emo poem you added to your site to make yourself seem tragically poetic and talented. Frequently updated, amusing, and short blog entries are ten times more entertaining than the above-mentioned content.
She argues that the majority of blogs are ego trips for the owner, but what else is a personal website but an ego trip? You’re placing information about yourself online - thus stating that your person is interesting enough to read about. You’re putting your written work/artwork online - thus stating that they’re of a high enough quality to be perused by others. In comparison to personal website owners, bloggers are absolute paragons of modesty.
What’s most amusing of course, is that the author’s website consists of nothing more than a few opinion pieces on the topics that everyone writes on (teenage pregnancy, Harry Potter, etc. etc.), a short list of basic facts about herself, a “50 random facts about me” page, lists of likes and dislikes, and lots of angsty poetry and prose. Original? Sure, if you insist.
January 23 2007: Hairy Like ANIMAL!
Filed under Asian-ness & Body & Money with 15 Comments
You know the general idea that most people seem to have whereby all Asians are non-hairy and blessed with smooth smooth baby bum skin?
Yeah, doesn’t apply to me.
I seem to have received more than my fair share of both testosterone and oestrogen in birth (thus giving me both big boobies and a tendency to watch pr0n {right Rhi?} and a tendency to be hairy like ANIMAL!). I’m not so worried about the boobies and pr0n…in fact, it’s rather the opposite. But hairy like ANIMAL? Not so good.
For that reason, I’ve committed myself to five sessions of IPL at my local beauty clinic, to be conducted over five months. After that…silky smooth hair free armpits and back forever!
Of course, I am parting with $1000AUD for this. Oh FSM….vanity vanity vanity.