Sunday, May 30, 2010

another soulmate!

So, Joe's family got him The Bro Code by Barney Stinson. For anyone out there who doesn't watch How I Met Your Mother, you should get on that.

Anyways, in the book, there is a list of "Classic 'Get Psyched' Songs". The list follows:

"You Give Love a Bad Name" - Bon Jovi
"I Wanna Rock" - Twisted Sister
"The Humpty Dance" - Digital Underground
"Don't Stop Believin'" - Journey
"You're the Best Around" - Joe Esposito (from the Karate Kid)
"Lick It Up" - Kiss
"Paradise City" - Guns N' Roses
"Tom Sawyer" - Rush
"The Transformers Theme" - Vince DiCola with Optimus Prime
"Dancing with Myself" - Billy Idol
"Rock You Like a Hurricane" - The Scorpions
"Come Sail Away" - Styx
"Free Bird" (second half only)" - Lynyrd Skynyrd
"Panama" - Van Halen
"Jessie's Girl" - Rick Springfield
"Talk Dirty to Me" - Poison
"Thunderstruck" - ACDC
"High Enough" - Damn Yankees
"Hip Hop Hooray" - Naughty by Natyre
"Dr. Feelgood" - Motley Crue
"Round and Round" - Ratt

Some of my favorite hair metal EVER. Needless to say, Barney Stinson and I would be music BFFs.

Friday, May 28, 2010

not my smartest moment

So, last night, I was preparing to shave my legs when the dispenser cap came of my can of shave gel. I couldn't wiggle it back on, so in a moment of stupid frustration I slammed it on...and a HUGE glob of shaving gel shot directly into my eye. I started screaming because it stung and I couldn't see or think and poor Joe comes in to see me sitting in the tub, COVERED in shave gel (several unsuccessful attempts at getting the cap securely on resulted in a LOT of excess shave gel/foam), half screaming, half crying. Last night I looked like I had one of Voldemort's eyes, but no lasting damage was done to my sight (only to my pride).

I understand this event to mean that the shaving gods were NOT happy with my last post.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

what else would i be thinking about?

Body hair is weird. We all have it, but we all pretend we don't by shaving and plucking and zapping and using smelly, smelly nair. We hide our tweezers and bleach so no one knows our hairy secret.

And we, as women (and possibly men?) judge and stigmatize other women who don't take the (un)necessary measures to remove their body hair. I do it too; I have a thing about ungroomed eyebrows. Maybe because, as women, we think "Hey, I took the 20 minutes today to shave my legs and underarms, why does she think she doesn't have to do that?" Or do we like it and think "This is one more thing that makes me better than her". It's kind of seen as a personal flaw if we're hairy. Is that fair? Some of us are hairier than others (like me)...but some of us are prettier than others; is that fair? My clothing choices revolve around whether I have time to shave my legs every day. I know people who can go a week without shaving, and not look like a furry beast.

Is this just one more thing society judges without justification, like race or other superficial aspects? Is it a hygiene thing? Is it a female thing? Do men care as much about body hair as women think they do?

Sorry for my odd post; I do a lot of body hair maintenance so I think about it a lot.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

what the hell is wrong with me?

Last night I had a dream that I ate an entire container of sour cream. It was on a burrito, but STILL. When I went in the fridge to get breakfast fixings, I felt relief (and leftover disgust) to see that the sour cream was still there in its entirety.

Monday, May 24, 2010

new clothes anxiety

Sometimes, when I buy clothes or shoes, I get really nervous about wearing them. I'll worry they don't look good or fit anymore, and they will sit in my closet (or in a shopping bag on my floor) for a while before I'll wear them...and they usually look perfectly fine. There is an adorable yellow skirt in my room right now that I am scared to wear!

hello, this is my meaningless blog

I have a lot of thoughts. And a lot of feelings. What better way to deal with them than to blog? It's what everyone else is doing.