Thursday, October 20, 2005

Cats in the cradle....

A few thoughts...

I think Nicole Richie is fabulous, she looks a million times better than before...kudos to her stylist for turning her into a gorgeous classy lady:


Link to a snippet of Madonna's new video for Hung Up...holy crap I can't believe how badly I can't wait for that CD to come out. I'm almost holding my breath....

You've got balls to try and pull this off on ebay: Chinese Police Probe Online Baby Auction
So a little something on my mind...
According to Dictionary.com, the definition of FLIRT is:To make playfully romantic or sexual overtures.
And to clarify "playfully": Full of fun and high spirits; frolicsome or sportive
That being said, I almost take GREAT offense when someone calls me a flirt. It's one thing to do that with a guy you're dating, seeing, sleeping with, or generally have serious chemistry that will lead to any of the previous items....
But in general, like say just chatting it up with someone, I am NOT a flirt. "Romantic or sexual overtures"...wtf...i have neither a romantic nor a sexy bone in my body, I'm the kid sister type. It took me almost 2 years of eating at the same place each week to get to the point where I could ask, when offered free chips, for the dude to toss in some guacamole...and I almost had a heart attack doing it.

I'm not afraid to get chatty with people and crap...i'll talk to a homeless dude, i don't care, but that's more of a random fascination with anything that passes my fancy at that exact second.

I think at most maybe 3 or 4 times has anyone ever called me a flirt (especially while sober!), and I almost flipped my lid.

I
Am
NOT
a
flirt!

Or at least, a good one....

Flirting requires skill...it's an art. Take Sylvia. I think she's gorgeous, and when you see that girl in action you know she's not messin' around. She giggles, she feigns interest in stupid boy crap, and she can walk that delicate line between teasing vs. making a guy feel stupid....I bow to her flirting greatness.

I however fall more into the "one of guys" category...not as much now since I'm married and I'm trying to be a little more girly girl as I get older (I was NEVER girly girl before)...but some chicks get in good with guys because they flirt, and guys feel good when girls flirt with them. That's WAY too much work if it doesn't come naturally, so eff that crap. I'd rather just hang out with a bunch of guys, talk smack, eat like a pig, dress like a slob (HA...Kraig even pointed out last night how i've got socks from elementary school that I still wear...I love my super faded-to-grey socks!), and let my pretty friends do the flirting work on my behalf.

And let's not forget, flirting comes in different forms. Angelina Jolie does it with her "come hither" eyes. Tara Reid does it by grabbing a guy's shlong in a bar. Same diff. It's all flirting in the name of playfully romantic or sexual overtures.

Mother.
effer.

It's like when people say i'm naturally thin (and i'm not, y'all have seen me in a bikini, i seriously need plastic surgery in the boob department).....let's be real, the people who know me know that I go to the gym at 11pm at night if i have to...and before I got married, i used to leave functions so that i could get to the gym before it closed (it was Gold's, not 24HF)...

On to other subjects
There's no song of the day because i have an old Michael Jackson song in my head (wanna be startin' sumthin') and if i write about that, I'll have to blog about how Michael wants to be hardcore and I told Nicole I wouldn't do that :P

I agree with everyone: LC and Jason should NOT be together, he's an idiot, and LC is way too gorgeous to be with a tool like him.

Final note: thank you Nic B for that article on pregnancy through the years...becausei 'm effing sick and tired of people telling me that i shouldn't worry about being like 50 when having kids... Kraig and i have the WORST luck and we'll be the statistic....SO yeah, i'm getting pregnant by the end of next year.
You'd think with mother nature being a woman and all, she'd be on our side...

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