As I get older I'm finding my patience for and acceptance of things that ruffle my fur the wrong way has gotten infinitely smaller. Way back when I was a young rantylicious little fucker, I had learned to sort of grind my teeth and just keep going when I heard things that made my asshole pucker.
I was of the mind then that, well I might not like it but if it helps the cause. Uh...yeah.
Quite frankly there are things that I just don't feel like arguing with anyone about anymore. Top on the list is sexuality, the actual commerce of sex as in yes *gasp* sex work.
My beliefs surrounding sex work have very little to do with "morals" and a lot to do with other things that I don't feel like talking about today. Another post I promise.
Feminism is a very good example of where my policy of keep your politics out of my fucking cunt, comes into play. Do not tell me how, who, when, or what to do with my cunt. Not you, not yer misogynist (and holy fuck can I spell that word wrong, wow) enemy none of you.
No really stay away from my crotch unless you are delivering oral sex. In that case do your thing then get the fuck out.
The following goes for everyone regardless of political stripe, Raison d'être, eye color, racial profile, position of authority. Here are the things I will not allow you to instruct me on, save me from or lecture me on.
- My pubic hair or occasionally lack thereof. I don't really give a shit what you say.
- Same goes for any other fuzz, armpit, legs, stomach where ever. None of your business.
- I reserve to the right to objectify, sexualize, and/or behave in an unbecoming manner if I motherfucking feel like it.
- Do not try and correct any mention of my cock, balls or wish to t-bag someone for being a douchebag. The logistics of such an act are not really your business unless of course you want a lesson even then you have to ask me nicely.
- I really don't care if your house smells of leather books and you're kind of a big deal, the bottom line is don't presume that your fancy degree and/or ninety mile an hour hair will sway my personal feelings. Just don't. I will smite you.
Clearly I'm a little cranky today. Mainly fueled by sciatic pain and heartburn.
I am also cranky because I took way too long putting my make up on and therefor was unable to stop for coffee or other snacky deliciousness before work.
Now more about me okay?
Contrary to how it may or may not seem depending on your point of view, I am actually not an incredibly educated person in the traditional I have four degrees yadda yadda type way. No.
I am educated more in the sense that I read, I learn continually just not in a formal setting.
Or maybe not so shocking given my frequent use of the word fuck.
However I think anyone who thinks that fuck is just a dirty word, you should watch the film "Fuck: A documentary". I love words and this is absolutely one of my favorite documentaries of all time.
I think I may force myself to do some yoga. I sleep in incredibly jacked up positions and have been really stiff and uncomfortable. As much as I don't really care for yoga it does decrease my joint pain and stiffness and I don't wake up so often with my neck and back going.. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOU AND YER LITTLE PILLS TOO".
The main reason I don't like yoga that much is I get bored, there was a time I did that variant of yoga where you're in the steamy room. That was before I realized I didn't have to do exercise I hated and I remember sweating and suffering through those classes.
This is one instance where I will suffer what I don't enjoy so I can do something I want to. In this case picking belly dance up again.
I had to stop because of my sciatica and shitty knees this winter and it was really frustrating and sad for me. When I have such a passionate response to something and I can't do it I get very depressed and this has been really difficult for me.
However to make myself feel better I started reading a blog by one of my favorite dancers, Asharah check out her new blog Bellydance Paladin. Her posts are insightful and lovely to read. I also find it comforting and helpful to see that I'm not the only one who has the issues sometimes with pain and whatnot.
In other news I finally got my Torrid list cleaned out and added a shitload more stuff I'll probably post the link tomorrow so if you would like to buy me some presents you will know what I likes.
I am also having some more creative oriented greed going on. I want to make a shitload of stuff that I don't really know how to make and it makes me grumpy.
And that's all. I have a headache and need tea.
And thank you my darlings for the boobie compliments. :)