Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Blanket of ash

I tell you what didn’t help last week….spots
Hundreds of them started to pop up on my chin, neck & forehead…like they’d just transferred in from some acne ridden punk. The ones on my neck are foul. I’m sure they can be seen from outer space. There are far too many hurtful stages of the life of spots. First you notice this little red bump, then it grows and grows until you have to take action. Then it grows a delightful little yellow head, which by the way is utterly irritating, why yellow? Why not a peach colour???? Why make this harder!!!!!!
So after you pop and the pus pours you start to believe that maybe you have seen the worst of it. Until the day after when it seems to have mutated and invited some of it’s friends to join the party.
There’s always people with advice however.
“Pop it!”
“Don’t touch it!”
“Drink more water!”
“Wash 5 times a day!”
“Get more fresh air!”
“Eat fruit and vege!”
“Cheer up!”
“More exercise!”
Etc etc etc
I fear the real reason I have horrid spots is because of my appalling diet from ages 12-16. 4 crucial years in a bodies development and all I did was eat sweets all the time. Yuck.
My diet for the last 4 years has been much improved though.
I always find it interesting to read on sites such as http://www.askmen.com/ about dating help. It states that a male must be a challenge for a female for the two to work as a couple - or if the man just wants some action for a night.
“The ultimate challenge”
A funny bit that Bill Hicks did in his routine was that he hadn’t been laid in 3 years yet Ted Bundy butchered women and had 11 marriage proposals when he was in jail.
“He must have been big on that sense of humour thing you ladies love so much!”
It was kind of odd to be told for years and years that you had to be nice to in order to attract a member of the opposite sex only to be then told you need to be, well, a bit of a bastard. Like the old saying goes “treat ‘em mean and keep ‘em keen”. You wonder where this physiology ends however. If a boyfriend cheats on his girlfriend…is this seen as the ultimate challenge? How many times have we been forced to listen to the story of the woman who takes back someone who beat her or someone who slept with her sister or some other tacky tale. There are certain situations where I feel genuine sorrow for a woman in a difficult situation but other times when I can’t help but think they deserve it.
I love light banter. Most of the women I know…our relationship is based entirely upon light banter. A gentle mocking is quite endearing I believe and it helps everyone get off their high horse. But there’s a couple of these dickheads at work who really insult the women…yet they seem enamoured by these pricks.
A house party is approaching soon and if I haven’t fallen into a coma for 3 days…it will not have been a good time!

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