Monday, June 23, 2008
I Want a Lover I Don't Have to Love
One of the deal breakers for me is jealousy. Jealousy and I don't play well. I mean, we all get jealous, but gahdamnit, control that shit. Don't freak out because some guy looks at your girl. Smile because you're the one with her and it's a reminder that she's got something to look at. Don't freak out because your guy notices a girl, sorry to bust your bubble, but you aren't the only pretty girl on the planet. Hell, I point them out. I'll be like "damn, son! Did you see her?" It only makes it less uncomfortable for him to look. Then give him a kiss and let him know you're cool. And WHY oh why do guys think that if girls don't act on their jealousy it means they don't care? I don't care if all the hot waitresses at Hooters or The Library know you. I'm not gonna hang all up on you to let them know you're with me or I'm with you. That's YOUR job, thankyouverymuch.
Oh, and I don't think "planning" to be with someone is a good idea either. Like, "Hey, OMG let's be boyfriend and girlfriend!" Umm, no. That just happens. Like one day you realize that you just don't want to see anyone else and it doesn't feel right. And that's when you know.
Anyhow, I'm rambling (how unusual, I know) and I was just thinking, when it's supposed to happen, it will. So to those who are always telling me how they're lonely and sad, go slit your wrist. I KID! I KID!! Dude, quit focusing on it and have fun with your friends, family, with LIFE. Think about it, no one to answer to, no one to question you, you can leave the state when you want and do what you want while you're gone and then go home and do what you want there, too, talk to all the boys/girls you your little heart desires and all kinds of shnazzy stuff. If that makes me selfish, well then so be it, I admit it, I am selfish.
P.S. The title of my blog is a song by Bright Eyes that's the bees knees. Go get it.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Return of Jihad. . . Or Jenn.
Quick update: I'm still single and good Lord I love every second of it. I'm still working sorry hours at my job but thank jeebus partying can be a thing any night of the week now days. My son is getting older which is making me older and I just might ground him when he turns 10 this year. Yeah, I said 10. Where DOES the time go? I now have a 1/2 sleeve tattoo because I can't stop getting tattoos. Music still rules my world but I no longer just dance to it. My son and I have invested in guitar lessons. He's better than I am, but if you tell him I admitted that, I'll punch you in your jugular. I have been back in the gym religiously for a while now and it just might give me a fathead, but gahdamnit I work hard for this fathead.
This will be considered my first post in the blog world of '08. I'm gonna go check out what I've been missing and I assume it'll take me 45 months so wish me luck!