Becka Boodle's blog: "Musings of Becka Boo"

I don't get men sometimes. Let's pretend for a moment that I am single and that I am on the prowl for a man... For any reason. Relationship, hookup, lifetime friend, hair stylist, real estate agent, whatever. Nothing would annoy me more than being greeted with a "Hey sexy" or "What's up baby?" from guys that I have never spoken to in my life. Actually, it does annoy me, because it seems to happen to me a great deal. The Internet, real life, whatever. The Internet can actually be worse, because people are less restrained online than they are in real life. The weirder ones try to court me with pictures of their many genital piercings. Most of the time though, it'll proceed with me talking to some guy that seems normal until he wants me to get on cam and "show me your sexy lil' body. You're so beautiful. OMG YOU'RE HOT." Thankfully, I haven't actually been propositioned for cyber sex for a few years. And these aren't guys that are just looking for a little online fun. They are actually looking for serious relationships, and believe that this approach is attractive to women. *sigh* And then a few weeks ago, I forgot why I do not talk to a particular ex of mine. I don't know why I keep forgetting. He and I were texting back and forth and he seemed like he was going to behave normally, until he started making references to the times he saw me in my nightgown (this was somehow erotic to him) and started asking me if I wanted to talk dirty to him. I told him that it sounded like he needed to get laid, to which he responded that he could "get it whenever." He spent the next few hours practically sobbing over text message about how he regretted having never tried to steal me from my other ex and begging me to tell him that he was pretty. Meanwhile, his cousin had gotten my phone number and tried to impress me with stories of his awesome drunk driving skills. I was too nice to tell my poor ex that he basically has no chance of ever hooking up with a decent girl. Sad thing is, he is actually very attractive- in an All American "I played varsity sports in high school and I really should just join the military" kind of way... Not my type, really... But his personality is just so deplorable. I guess it would have been somewhat acceptable when he was 15 or 16, but.... Not at 25. Men, please, stop acting this way. A great majority of you seem to. It is not attractive when you treat us like pets, "You're so pretty, yes you are, yes you are, whose the prettiest girl in the whole wide world, YOU ARE." and it is equally as unattractive when you act like a hormonal teenaged girl.

The gig on Saturday went really well, I thought. The best part of it was that I got pictures! The worst part about that is that, well, I can't post them until I get the 2nd part of the cartridge from home. It sucks, because they are awesome pictures. We basically infiltrated the crowd of wealthy people and danced them onward to dinner. I thought that A Night Out was more fun though. Anything with lots of gay people is great. I also am happy to say that I got a perfect score on my math exam and that I passed my return demonstrations. One more set of return demos to get through, and I'm set. So, I have a nutrition presentation in a couple of hours, and I am not bothered by that at all. I'm ready. Still bitter about the Oral Exam on Friday though. Wow. Won't be long until I will have NOTHING to do for a few weeks. Not until Clinical. I mean, I guess I could get some mending done, dance... Invest in some mats for the basement. And whatnot. Definitely dance. Jeremy has finally ACTUALLY gone back to martial arts. This time, he's doing Muay Thai, and I am pretty pumped about that for him. He's really excited to get back in the ring. Huh. The thought of being bored for the first time in months is really frightening. Seemed like it's been years since I started 221... Well, I'm officially bored with this. Keep an eye out for my pictures sometime in the next few weeks.

This was a really great weekend. Bobby arrived and we ended up going to the Midnight Cafe and stuff. And we saw 300 (again) in Imax. I don't see what the big fucking deal about Imax is. Bigger screen. Who cares? Jeez. Jeremy was still sick, so he went to bed earlier than he normally would have. THe next day, Jeremy got up and went to work, so me and Bobby went and had pizza at Anthony's (yummy) and then took a walk around what I call Jewland- A good part of Bexley is composed of really rich Jews. So I showed Bobby some of Bexley's finest mansions. And then we had delicious ice cream at Graeter's. We went shopping at Wal Mart for stuff and then we came back. Jeremy got back at around six, and then we all went for a walk around the Short North. We went to Planet Smoothie. Now, if anyone knows anything about the Planet Smoothie on the Short North, one knows that most of the guys that work there are gay. One guy hit on Bobby and Bobby was completely oblivious to it. When I told him, he was dumbfounded. We also saw this sweet car. A Lotus. That is probably the most beautiful car I have ever seen. We took Bobby to The Garden and The Chamber. Anyone who lives in Columbus knows what those are. For those who don't, some of the fine cinematic productions they sell have such titles as "Lucious Creampies" and "Slutty Princess Diaries" and "Dawn of the Head." After that, Bobby went home and me and Jeremy played Luigi's Mansion all night. The next day, Jeremy didn't feel so sick anymore, so I figured we should finally observe Ostara... Better late than never. So we went to Sunflower and gathered ingredients... We wanted miso soup, some kind of special supper omelet, and tsoureki. Tsoureki are some kind of Greek cookie they make at Easter. It seemed appropriate. Only one problem... ...this tsoureki recipe called for cognac. It was Sunday. Where the fuck were we going to find cognac? Nowhere, apparently, except for one lonely state liquor store that we had to beg around to find the location of. After hours of searching, we had cognac. I went ahead and made the cookies, Jeremy made supper, and we had a nice dinner. Granted, the miso could have been better, but it was instant miso left over from Jeremy's sickness. After that, we had a ritual observance of Ostara where we gave thanks for all of the wonderful things that have happened in the past few months. It was very comforting to have to light up my altar after so long. Jeremy has a drafting table now. He is very happy about this. Now he can draw pictures all he wants like professional artists do. We also now have a (dum dum duuuuuuuuum) TOASTER. Yay for the toaster. And also, we have (drumroll) oven mitts! None of you have any idea how important these things are to us. We do a lot of our own cooking! :p If anyone would like to try some tsoureki, we have plenty left over. And we have a VACCUUM CLEANER. Albeit, it is the single most annoying one in the world, but by God, it's a vaccuum cleaner! As for me, back to the grind. Having a weekend free of virtually all worry was nice. But now I have to get back to work... --'' Weekends of rest are nice... And the warm weather is so wonderful. I hate this sunscreen though... Ick... Sticky... I'm just rambling now. One more thing though... I gotta start practicing my whirling. oo'' I'm gonna do some Dervish, and I gotta do it right!

Okay, general ramblings about my life... Lots of good things are happening right now. For one, Bobby's coming to visit this weekend. He's really only coming to help Jer put his new drafting table together, but we should be able to have some fun. Midnight Cafe for us! And I can probably convince Bobby to help me put up curtains too. I got my N-221 presentation out of the way (A), another SPanish exam (A), my scene analysis (almost definitely an A), and my nutrition exam... Let's see, what did I get on that... ... --'' For some reason, grades aren't up yet. But I'm confident for an A for that too. I had another awesome conversation with the good pastor. I am not going to post that one because it reveals way, way too much information about my personal life. But here are the highlights of what I discovered. I discovered that God's favorite language is "American." I discovered that Jesus likes barbeques. I discovered that Pastor Ezekiel plans to marry a 14 year old girl. I discovered that Pastor Ezekiel believes that Jesus is totally into sodomy and that he only hates sodomy when it's taking place between "fags" and "homers." I discovered that there is a country called "Iraquistan." I discovered that in the Landover Baptist Church, pastor meetings take place at midnight. I discovered that part of pastoral counseling in the Landover Baptist Church always involves a very detailed analysis of everything you have ever done, are doing, or might do in the future during sex. I discovered that in seminary school, they watch "lezbean" porn for education. I discovered that in order to better their education, pastors frequently ask female members of their congregation about their breast size and how big their partner's penis is. I discovered that it is perfectly normal for a pastor to say, "I am imagining you naked while you service your boyfriend's penis." I discovered that pastors are pussies and block you when they realize that all you were doing the entire time was getting them to say funny things. I hope that this information helps you in your future. WHat else good has happened... It has been nice and warm outside. We have a table and chairs in our apartment now, which is awesome. Jeremy and I made a great birthday dinner for him, and it was quite delicious. We still need to have our housewarming party though, and I have a nice vegan blueberry pie with some tofutti waiting for our vegan friends. Gary is coming to stay with us for a few days next week. That is also good news. We are learning Dervish whirling in dance class for an upcoming performance in Dayton. I have taken on a project of reading all of the massive occult section in Capital University's library. Jeremy and I have successfully practiced feeling chi. SPANISH CLASS WAS CANCELLED FOR TOMORROW, YAY. ANd there ARE some bad things... Such as Jeremy feeling a bit under the weather today. Nothing some herbal tea and raw honey won't fix. He's not answering his phone so I take it his supervisor wanted him to come into work today :(. That or he is feeling better :). He took a nice Mediterranean lunch of bread, hummus, stuffed grapeleaves and chickpea salad with him to work today, so that should be a nice, healthy meal. It rained on my daily walk from the Kroger today. And I was in flipflops :( One more class and then I can... I dunno... Go back to the apartment and watch Vanity Fair, read Shakespeare, and do homework. After seven. When I can get my free Red Bull. Woot.

Oh how I wish for pouring rain. Current mood: cynical http://news.aol.com/topnews/articles/_a/mother-may-lose-custody-of-obese-boy/20070226180409990001?ncid=NWS00010000000001 Touchy subject warning. All sissies leave now. Read the article and then come back here. Do I think the child should be taken away from his mother? Maybe, if she doesn't stop being stupid. Do I think that the mom should stop keeping chocolate cereal/pizza/sausages/french fries/"snacks" in the house? Duh. Come on, lady. If there was not junk food in the house, he could not eat it. If he rampages through the house at night, looking for food, I do not see padlocks on the fridge and cupboards as being unreasonable. Or better yet, only keep healthy food around the house. if he doesn't like it, he can starve until he's hungry enough to eat it. At school, I don't think the staff would see it as a problem if you ask that he not be allowed to purchase junk food during lunch hours. He eats to feel good, he eats for comfort, so break him of the habit. You're basically saying that your 7 year old son controls you. The mother is obviously making up excuses so that she doesn't have to take responsibility. What's being said there is right- the child is slowly being killed. People know in general that I have a big problem with people who are overweight and don't try to do anything about it. "It's my body, and I choose this. Big is beautiful." Fuck you. If you are trying to become healthy, awesome, I have absolutely no problem with you then. And it is not simply a pet peeve. They break the health care system and cost everyone else thousands of dollars. Obesity is the leading cause of preventable death in the United States. They buy insurance, and they are the most likely to get sick somehow, and then insurance costs go up for everyone else. And since hospitals have to do so many charity cases a year... Well, where does THAT money come from? Taxpayers! Yay! Because the hospitals certainly don't do it for free. Health care costs are out of control right now, and one of the big reasons is that America is fat and lazy. And I really, REALLY hate PARENTS who do not monitor their children. They let them eat twinkies and chips all day while doing NOTHING but playing video games and watching television. "Oh, but good food is so very expensive, we cannot afford it." Oh really? I guess you can afford the massive medical bills you'll be paying when your child develops diabetes. Or has a heart attack. Or a stroke. And yes, those things DO happen to children. It is a different kid of child abuse, just like that article says. It's neglect, and it's disgusting. I do not at all advocate the body type that you see in magazines. That is just as unhealthy and stupid. But I am also getting tired of children having the whole "people come in all shapes and sizes and big is beautiful" campaign shoved on them. "Big" is unhealthy and it kills you and is very expensive. There IS a range between being anorexic and being fat. Hell, there is a good range between being perfectly physically fit and being fat that people can fit into and have minimal problems. Now, there are obviously exceptions. There are people who have true, medical problems that make it very, very difficult to lose weight. I know one, and despite her difficulties though, she still works to be as healthy as possible. However, I've also met way too many people who claim "medical problem" and I know they are making it up. And for the record, "genetics" is not a "medical problem." And hell, eat better and work out for the OTHER health benefits... Not because it'll make you look better. You have more energy, you feel better, etc. http://models.com/model_culture/tales_model/crystal_renn/intro.html This young lady is probably a good example of someone who is healthy, yet not a waif. Oh yeah, point of story? Quit making excuses and do something about it. Unless of course, you're willing to pay for health care costs out of pocket. Then by all means, do whatever you want.