Hey-O! What it do? I’m happy today because the Bruins won last night. HOLLA! It was such a good game!
My weird brain thinks of random stuff at strange times and yesterday it got to thinking about whether or not my fellow bloggers worry about creepy dudes wacking off to their bikini pics or pics of them in sports bras that they post. I don’t have anything against people who post those sort of things, I think it’s quite brave actually. Anyway, I threw this question out on Twitter, “Random question, do you ever worry that pervs wack off to your pics on your websites? Not that I think people do, but that would be gross” then I said, “Then again, I’d secretly be flattered that someone finds me attractive.” It’s true. I also like when men catcall at me on the street. Anyway, I got a few responses saying that yes, they worry and that’s why they don’t post such pictures. I also received replies saying, “No. I’m confident with my body.” I thought that was interesting because I don’t think being confident has anything to do with whether or not creeps get off on your picture. We all know Lisa was once subject to men setting up a chat room to discuss her body. That’s straight up scary! Her situation made me think twice about any pictures I posted to my blog. Then again, I received a text message from a male friend that is also on Twitter letting me know that he just jerked off to my blog. Not going to lie, it kind of made my night. What are your thoughts on this? Okay, now on to what you really came here for.
Today’s Thursday and we know what that means….Three Things Thursday! If you’re new to the blog, this is a post where I list three things that are annoying me this week. Basically, I whine about my white people problems. You get your chance in the comments.
1. Cramps. And my boobs hurt. I AM SO FEMALE RIGHT NOW!
2. Experts. It drives me nuts when someone does something once and all of a sudden they’re an expert on it. These people usually do this with everything they do. They run a 5k and then they’re giving out running advice, they drink a beer and then they’re a microbew expert, they pay their credit card bill and then they’re a debt specialist. Get over yourself! Just because I’ve had sex a few times, it doesn’t make me freakin’ Dr. Ruth!
3. You Don’t Like Me!!!! I hate when you disagree with someone about something and they automatically take it as you not “liking” them. What does that even mean? Seriously. You care more about the fact that I might not like you than what we’re discussing? Most of the time I don’t even know these people enough to form an opinion on whether or not I like them. Why do they care anyway? I like hearing other people’s opinions about things and usually respect their opinions even if they disagree with me. It has nothing to do with me “liking” you. What are you, 15?
What has you smashing your computer screen this week?
