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Dirty Dancing

simplyventing35 — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 18:39:18 +0000

Dirty Dancing is, hands down, one of my favorite movies EVER. I was heartbroken when I first heard that Patrick was diagnosed with cancer…in fact, I was almost as sad as when I found out that Baby got her nose done. What was she thinking?? That nose was staple! Anyway…I believe the reason Patrick has survived his cancer this long is because of the movie Dirty Dancing. Did you see what kind of shape that man was in? Holy Hell! I should have become a dancer. Anyway…it never fails that every time the scene where Baby confronts her Dad comes on, I cry. I know that it’s not even that sad…but for some reason it gets me every time!

Anyway…back to dancing…in my next life I want to be a good dancer. I was tortured at high school dances…trying my hardest to bounce around to the music–hoping that the person next to me grabbed more attention than I did. I think the higher being in this world owes it to me to grace me with balance and rhythm the next time around…

Crazy Bitch

simplyventing35 — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 02:55:57 +0000

Does anyone ever notice odd couples? Sometimes I wonder if I notice things in much more detail than the average person, or if everyone else notices these things too but just doesn’t say anything about it? I have a theory that you can be an average looking female and land yourself a FINE looking guy–as long as you follow one simple rule. Be a crazy bitch. I’m serious! I have very concrete evidence to prove this theory. Look at my dating history! The last guy I dated broke up with me on a Friday (seriously, that should be against some sort of break-up code of ethics…Friday night, really? Talk about ruining someone’s weekend!) and was out to a family luncheon with his ex-girlfriend (who’s a CRAZY BITCH…and I’m not saying that for any reason other than that she really is…like, takes medicine for it crazy) on Saturday. We dated for 9 months…and the next freakin day he was back with his crazy ex-girlfriend. So you see….I’ve been working on my crazy, but it’s not been an easy task. I’m not sure what kind of crazy is good versus what kind of crazy is bad. But if it’s crazy, could it be bad?? I’ve got the bitch part down…well I mean, when I feel it’s necessary to act that way. I’m not just always a bitch. It’s definitely brought out on special occasions.

Alright…you want another example? One of my best guy friends seems to pick out the craziest of crazy girls to date. But the kicker is that he knows they’re crazy and it turns him on. TURNS HIM ON, FOLKS! I mean, I guess I can see how never knowing how your significant other is going to act at any given moment can keep the spice flowing in a relationship…I think there’s something to this theory of mine.

You don’t have to be gorgeous ladies! In the words of Buck Cherry….just be a Crazy Bitch. You’ll win him over every time.

I’m Oh So Charming

simplyventing35 — Sun, 24 Aug 2008 17:48:17 +0000

So I went out last night to meet a co-worker and her husband for a beer at a local bar. It’s not the nicest establishment you’ve ever seen, but it’s cozy and cheap and prime time for people-watching–which happens to be one of my favorite things to do. As I mentioned in the previous blog…I am not completely available to meet new guys, or go out on dates. I mean…there are no restrictions because the relationship is in the, “I can’t tell you not to date other people but I would be really hurt if you did” kind of stage. IE: complicated! However…I feel as though I have every right to flirt and be charming and have conversations with anyone who is willing (I mean, as long as they are decent…). So last night this guy…who I’ll call NY, came over to say hi to my friend and her husband (who are regulars at this bar, btw). They introduced us and I could tell right off the bat that, while he was very good looking, he was that kind of guy. You know, the one who knows he looks good but who gives off the vibe of player/anti-commitment. He was funny and had a little bit of charm, but I knew better than to fall for any of his antics.

I watched him work his way around the bar (I told you…I really like to people-watch) and flirt with various other women…some who made me think that he might be a little more drunk that he needed to be. For example…there was this woman at the bar who, to her credit, had a great body and really hot legs (i’m just sayin!). However, she wore a white dress that wasn’t that cute and white heels (a big no-no in my book). To top it off, she had on a pair of white granny-panties. I know–how could I tell, right? Well she had been playing pool and every time she bent over to shoot the ball you could see right through her dress. I was a little concerned why she chose the granny-panties not only because you could see through her dress, but also because you dress like that when you are looking for ass…and if you are looking for some ass then you DON’T wear granny-panties!!! But I digress…

NY struck up conversation with this woman, and I felt that while she had a good body–her face was old and it showed her age (at least in her upper 30′s, lower 40′s). She looked wore out…like she had frequented this bar, and others like it, for far too long. I watched as he hit on her, smiling and laughing as he told jokes that she probably overly-enjoyed. Once he left she would occasionally walk by and smile or say hi…gently touching him somewhere on his body. It was textbook. So NY comes back over to where we are sitting and he tries these same moves on me. I laugh to myself. I tell NY that I know guys like him, and that while I appreciate his attention–he might want to invest it in other women. This takes him by surprise…and asks me to explain what “guys like him” means. I proceed to tell him that I have a hunch he was in a very serious, long term relationship with a girl that ended badly, and now he is anti-commitment. On top of that, while I have no idea what he does for a living, I assume it is something that doesn’t challenge him. His jaw drops to the floor, my friend and her husband are laughing hysterically, and it is at this point that marriage proposal number 1 is offered to me by NY. He is shocked that a complete stranger (me) could have nailed him to a T like that.

He immediately opens up and tells me the saga of his long-term relationship (which, btw, ended because he cheated on his gf…TURN OFF), and how he does construction for a living and absolutely hates it. I smiled and politely declined the marriage proposal. I would, however, like another beer.

NY is now completely consumed by me, as he tells me that when he first saw me come in the bar he assumed I was really quiet (hahaha, this makes me laugh!) but was “turned on” by how blunt and sarcastic I am. I warned him that granny-panties, as I called her, was close by and feelings might get hurt if he leaves her hanging. At about that time she comes waltzing over and tries to get him to go home with her. I’m not sure if he did or not, because it was then that I snuck out…

I love nights like these. I had no interest in NY, but it was fun for me to call him out and watch his jaw drop. At one point he told me that he liked how “smart” I was. I reminded him that not all women at the bar are stupid and sleazy, and that I tried out the “dumb girl” routine but it just didn’t work for me. I think this might be a bar that I frequent more often…just for the shits and giggles. Plus, it was really nice to not have to pay for a single drink–even if they were coming from scary rednecks!

Why Hello, Rant!

simplyventing35 — Sat, 23 Aug 2008 16:02:05 +0000

I never know how to start off an introduction blog. Do I launch into my first rant at the risk of seeming crazy to my dear readers? Or do I keep it simple and basic, only revealing part of my crazy self? A struggle I’m sure we’ve all dealt with at one point or another. You’ll come to find that I have a lot I need to vent about. I had another blog but used my real name as the username, which totally gave away my identity…which caused me to have to be careful about what I said and who I said it about. What fun is that?? This is my secret blog that I hope people will just start to read…it’s sure to be entertaining and might even make you laugh. I kind of like the idea of secrecy when it comes to blogging. No one gets offended in the process!

I’m a young working woman in my mid-twenties, and I work with young adolescents. I have found myself in a complicated relationship, which didn’t use to be complicated. But I guess when the person you are madly crazy about lives in another country (just for the time being), things get complicated along the way. I am liberal and have no problem telling you my thoughts and ideas on all sorts of things. I am open-minded, so I don’t mind hearing your point of view either. A good friend of mine purposively starts debates with me because he’s very conservative and I’m very liberal. I think deep down in his heart he thinks that he might sway me, but I usually come out on top of those debates. That’s why we are such good friends though, I suppose. I like to bullshit a lot…and most of the time people don’t even know I’m bullshitting. That always makes for a fun and interesting story on down the road. I’m open to your bullshit as well, so please…throw it at me.

I’ve glanced through other people’s blogs and have noticed topics about weight issues, love, life, religion, politics and all sorts of other things. Consider this the mack-daddy of all those blogs. I wasn’t kidding when I said I had a lot of things to say There is one blog I read about weight issues, and she was on the chart for blog popularity. A part of me was jealous upon seeing that…I want to be a popular blog! So, this is just the beginning. Hopefully I will turn enough heads along the way to make that dream come true (ha!).