Wake up, Society of Shallow People!

I was reading a very interesting article today, about cheating, and relationships, genetics and excuses. And in the comment section, I came accross a gem of close minded idiocy from one of the more shallow readers.
"Fiona says: 12:01pm | 07/12/10
And we insecure hetero’s call it the reason why the gay world has contributed so much to the spread of AIDS ....
Just because you choose to open up your arse to anyone doesn’t make us ‘insecure’ because we believe in making a committment to another person of the opposite sex .... you may need to look the word up in the dictionary ..."

Now, I realise that other commenters also had a say at her about her ideas, and about her completely mind blowing bitchiness closed mindedness, but I figured that personally, I needed to have a go too. Because she is sadly not the only one with such views, and the outlook seems to be spreading in my circle. Or maybe Perth is just a pit of closed minds...? Naaaaaah.

Firstly, the rate of AIDS spread is roughly even; almost the same amount of straight people have it as gay people. So this would suggest, lo and behold, that straight people are spreading it too! Can you get your head around that?! Secondly, Fiona, you make me laugh; you worry about the spread of aids even as you say the gay world is spreading it. Honey, if the gay world is the only community spreading it, why the HELL are you worried? Or don't you understand what being gay means? Basically that they REALLY DON'T WANT YOU. Twerp.

Secondly, I know a lot of gay people. Many of my best friends are gay. And do you want to know something interesting Fiona? Of all my gay friends, male and female, I can't think of a one who wants to sleep around. Most of them want a happy long term relationship. Some of them have that, and are just as happy and dedicated to each other as the best of the heterosexual relationships I know of. I know 10 times the amount of straight people who want nothing to do with a solid relationship, and only want to f**k their way around the city. I know several people who go in for monthly STD checks. The one thing they all have in common? They are all straight.

So, time to rething Fiona. You need to catch up with the times. Gay people are not the bane of your life, in fact, you probably don't know any at all, and if you did, they wouldn't tell you with a life outlook like that. It's nasty people like you who cause most of the prejudice effecting gay people, and it's not fair considering they have never done anything to you. They would probably help you if you needed it too. I hope they don't though.

Amazing Hilarity!

Good afternoon all of you crazy people! Of course, if you are reading this you are certainly crazy, and so do not even consider disputing that fact, thank you. ^^

Now, as I may have previously stated somewhere in my raging ranting post history, I am not exactly what one may call a religious personality. In facvt, I am often so anti religious that my very prescence causes some of the more religious people in my world to run away lest they attempt to preach their religion near me in a moment of insanity. I love it when they do that; it gives me the chance to have a philisophical debate with them, and oddly enough, not many religious people like that as they seem to be amazingly uncreative. (ie; me: all the evidence you have is in a book, that reads like a history book aimed at children. It doesn't proove the existence of a god, it prooves that people once thought a lot simpler and needed to make explainations up for the scary things in their lives they could not otherwise explain. religious person: But...its inb the book! It has to be true!)

But, despite this, I do not actually have a problem with religion, so long as you keep it to yourself; just like opinions ^^ And only a minute ago I was reading my FAVOURITE blog, Rants From Mummy Land, and found THIS:


I am still, still, gasping for my next breath between GALES of laughter. And not only was this a hilarious video, it was also awesome, fantastic, not religiously pushy, and actually informative. FANTASTIC!

Summer Madness

Today in Australia, it is a HOT day. Inside my house righht now it is probably about 30 degrees, and I had the aircon on until an hour ago. Outside, it is probably closer to 40 degrees celcius, and I do not particularly like this. So I am currently sticky, sweaty, overheated and slightly grumpy. And so to aleviate this grumpiness and make the day fun, I did something REALLY STUPID. I cooked.

Now, I know only a fool would do something stupid like that in mid Australain summer, but hey, I never claimed to be anything BUT. So I got up this morning, when my house was already feeling like a pressure cooker, and chopped up 5kgs of tomatoes and put them on to boil. I then waged war against the 4 onions I had to add to this mix, and while I started off on a winning streak having successfully managed to top and tail and skin them, the onions took the lead within seconds using organic warfare, and I rapidly conceeded defeat due to eye spasms caused by my eyes just wanting to die because they were swimming in onion juice. Score one to the onions. I claimed victory about half an hour later, eyes back in the land of the living and my tear ducts now feeling like storm drains, and with triumph added the onions to the now merrily bubbling tomatoes. To the person who told me to put the onions in the freezer for a few minutes, thank you. It actually worked.

Now that I had everything under control, I left the pot boiling, heating up my house as obviously we all want our own home sized sauna, and did some cleaning. Came back an hour later, pureed it all, put it back on the stove. Somewhere in there I turned the aircon off as it really wasn't making a difference anymore and besides, its a power hungry beast and I dont want it ruling my bills. Household appliances should never be allowed to get ideas of power. My vaccume already thinks its entitled to 6 full days rest after each use, and honestly, thats one entitled appliance too many.

So now, I'm sitting in a really warm house, slightly grumpy, and realising that the irony is I am more to blame than the weather. Well, either way, some of my Christmas cooking is done at least! Next week, Pickled Jalepinos...or will it be Gingerbread houses of doom instead? Either way, lesson learned, I shall schedule some rain on cooking day next time!

The Destructive Force of Sims

OK, so my day has been an ABSOLUTE, tragic mass of failure. My 'To Do' list of the last 3 days lies gathering dust somewhere beneath the washing that needs to be done and hung and moved off the bed, and my motivation is willing, but can't find enough of my strength of will to actually DO anything with me. Its really pathetically sad. And it's all because of one, lousy old game. Can you believe that?! And no, this time, it is NOT World of Warcraft...ask me about that in December :P

No, this time my COMPLETE lack of attention span and decided loss of dedication to my house work was caused by Sims 3. Now, before you go and tell me exactly how sad that is, and I know it is sad, believe me, let me first tell you some facts about the game. Unlike other companies when they decide to expand and enlarge a game, the people behind the Sims didn't completely remodel. Graphics are better, sure, but you still have the same old style of game play. The main differences are such things as your Sims being more independant; for example, I have yet to have one light their house on fire and then run around in the burning house screaming. Why would they be so stupid you ask? I have no idea, but in Sims and Sims 2 they ALWAYS did it. And it was hilarious, and cost me house after house of Sims, and never failed to be amazing in its stupidity.

Also, for those people out there who like the dressup angle, there are so, so many new and interesting clothing styles avaliable. And furniature styles. And you can even design your own clothing for your Sims. Next item of interest: The game developers, bless their cotton sock, finally saw sense and made building your sim a house idiot proof, something I often needed, and feel great comfort in knowing. You no longer have to wonder how the HECk to get the stupidly huge steps down to size, or even if there happens to possibly be steps that are actually meant to be outside steps; it is now so simple my cat could do it! Which leaves you with more time to manipulate the lives of your Sims, making and breaking them as you wish!

Which...is where I have been buried for the last 3 days. At the bottom of a Sims 3 induced crazy hole. Oh humanity...

And now my cat's are demanding food in such a way that implies I'll be dinner if I don't move my ass fast, and I still dont know how my awesome hubby has put up with me. So tip to the wise: If you have pets and a hubby and still want to play this game, put the pets in care and send the hubby to stay with someone else for a couple of days; that way at least they'll get looked after! Personally I would have to say it is frequently addictive and hard to escape, so run while you can!

-Because I can-

Prayer To The Housing Department

Grant me sanity to not destroy
That which infuriates and annoys.
Grant me not the curse of sobriety,
The beer is too good, the stress too high.

Gift me with a sweet angelic smile,
To hide the furious glare inside.
Allow me tolerance in the face of faults,
Lest I try to eliminate fault from humanity.

Allow me serenity to smile and nod,
(And ear plugs; even serenity is not enough!)
Bless me with Patience and Foresight
Nothing lives forever, I can wait!!

Allow me reason, to remain sane,
And deaf ears to hear my cheers.
And finally, dear lord, or whoever can hear
Please get me the hell out of here!

C.A Pendragon, 18.03.2010

Today, we discuss random idiosincracies.

Now, I know I have been absent for ages; allow me to apologize, any who follow my rantings. Right now though? Just a few random thoughts to document now, not much interesting really.

1) Why do people complain about the current movies in our production, when to be honest, they're not that much worse, if at all, than those made 10 or so years ago? I mean, compare Gremlins, a 1984 film about furby creatures, mogwai, and their mutated state, gremlins, with something like ice age.
Both films are PG rated, both start off seemingly aimed at the younger audiences. And then Gremlins turns to death, and mass violence, and blood, and horror, and stories of past deaths that make one just about cry. Sure, its something I could imagine *all* kids would just LOVE; sarcasm, does wonders. On the other hand, Ice age, and its 2 follow up movies, is fun all the way; sure, people get hurt, but they 'get better' again, and they don't have senseless violence or horror aimed at young audiences. And here I was, talking to a woman tonight about how the kids of today are so much worse than the kids of back then...maybe the kids back then hadn't seen the pg movies around in their times? Or maybe the kids of her day were that scared by the prospect of furbies turning into killer monsters that they had no time left from mindless fear to try anything cruel on their own? Or possibly they saw there was no way they could be competition to such things as the Mogwai. Who knows.

2) Call centre work is what I do in life, mainly, when I'm not debating with the other half, being told I am obviously insane, or having a perfectly reasonable human being counsel me and tell me sincerely that I am the sole root cause of any complication in my life currently, even thought the root of it all is not my mother, thank you Freud, but the way my relationship coped with the loss of our child. That being a different rant, the fact remains that I deal with people who call the company i work for presumably to inquire, but realistically simply to complain and cry on someone else's shoulder as the ones they used to use have gone AWOL. Presumably because they died due to the frustration caused by their friend constantly whining at them. Why is it that when someone calls to ask a question, if I cannot answer it due to lack of training, *I* become the one at fault for everything so far in their day going wrong? And have you ever wondered about the ability people have to be so appallingly rude to the friendly helpful person they call when they're in a bad mood? Those people, they have restraint. That person abusing them could be the 15th one in a row, no fault of theirs...and they stay calm, cheerful, and polite. Personally, I only manage it by imagining how many knots i could attempt to tie in the person...

3) Counselling. Why, why, WHY, is it the answer to everything? When things are fine, there is no mention, but the instant things start shaking, he cries COUNSELLING!! and not another word about the 'problem' passes until we are right there, at $100 an hour, with a counsellor, who is trying hard to 'pull teeth' which is how it goes when I get forced to a counsellor. Wouldn't it be smarted by far to simply sit and talk? Not go racing off for the artificial mummy who can fix it all, and tell you yes dear, you are 100% correct? Not that they do, after all they are there to work it out for you, not support you. So in the end, its self defeatist in many more ways than one. For starters, the other half doesn't talk; why should I when I'm only here because you wouldn't talk it out at home and threatened insta divorce if i didn't come? Also, if you are here to have someone back you, then you just failed; the counsellor does not care who is wrong or right, only about making you and your problem better so you go away. And thirdly? By dragging us here instead of talking it through when we had the chance at home, it means the problem has been left, hanging like a horrible cloud of angry storm over us, for the 3 weeks it took you to get us an appointment! Wise? Me thinks NOT.

FRIENDSHIPS

Human beings are interesting creatures. Like monkeys of all varieties, we are social animals, better suited to pack life with a large group of members existing within our pack. And an integral part of our pack, one that exists without question for most of us, is family; those annoying siblings whom Mum and Dad seem to favour over you, the aunts and uncles who are always nosing around in your life and pinching your cheek and spoiling you, the grandparents with their stories of “back in my day...”.

However, family is not the only social group we need to make our world go round properly. In fact, it is only one of the groups; the other group, just as important, is that of our friends. Those people we meet over our years on this earth, who influence our lives, share adventures and misshaps with us, with whom we share our secrets and with whom we laugh. And without them, our family would most likely drive us all to the verge of insanity.

Now, insanity can be fun, we all know this, or should do if we have had any form of havoc in our lives before. But insanity is no fun without friends. And the better the friend who shares your insanity, the better the fun, as with everything in life. And without good friends we may as well check ourselves into the asylum.

I can safely say that my last few weeks, months, would have been a lot different if I hadnt had so many awesome, supportive friends there with me...shoulders to cry on, drinking buddies, sharers of hangovers, when necessary, someone to shake me firmly when I was being unrealistic and tell me to get over it and grow up. And you know, only a friend, a good, real friend, can do any of that. Anyone else can try, but it will never be the same.

And friends are the people who need us as people, as who we are, the most. Had a bad day? You are going to call your best friend, or even rock up on their door step. And so you should, thats why friends are who they are. I've randomly appeared on doorsteps this past couple of months with my bag, and no idea how long im stayng, and each of those friends has taken me in, given me a cup of tea, and let me sort myself out. And they can do the same to me, some have before, others will in the future.

The best part of a friend is you can just drop pretences and simply be yourself. You dont have to look good around them, you dont have to watch what you say, you dont have to be bright and cheerful. If you feel like teaching them some new uncouth words, they are fine with it; heck, my friends could probably teach me a word or two of their own! They expect you to be no one but yourself, act no other way than you normally would on your own; with good friends, you can be free as a bird to do as you wish, and its awesome.

The other day I was down south, in Bunbury, walking along in a medieval dress with my best friend, and we randomly started skipping, arm in arm down the main street, singing 'We're off to see the Wizard' from the Wizard of Oz. And we looked insane. We scared people off the side walk and across the street, just by being so uncontrolled and free. And afterward we went and got coffee, and laughed ourselves silly, and agreed it was the most fun we had had in months. And there is no one else in the whole world I would rather do that with, or know it was ok to do that with, and at the time, acting like that with that friend, really made my day so much brighter, and made the problems all go away, just for the day.

So I guess what im saying here is that friends are amazing. They are the best people ever, and when the whole world seems to have gone to hell in a little pretty hand basket, they are there. They pick you up, dust you off, tell you off if they need to, tell you if you've been stupid, and are there on those dire occasions when you really need a drinking buddy, and nothing else, not that I've called in that favour much in the past, or am going to much in the future. And they know, or should know, that you are there for them as much as they are for you, and any favour they do for you when you need it will always be returned. And I know there are people out there who dont understand the attachment I have to my friends; all I can say to them is that friends, more than family, are the most important features in my life. They will always be there for you. Family won't, partners won't, but friends...there will always be a friend there for you to turn to.

Thanks guys, all of you, for being there the last couple of months; you have been amazing, and I hope I get the chance to return the favours some time soon :)