30 October 2003

ok, i have been working furiously to get our name out there on the electronic superhighway. one can hope people will find our link on the various weblog directories i have put us on. if we could only get a few new people on here to contribute some then maybe the word would spread! and of course if we could get kt to contribute we'd be doing fabulous! quit slacking, slacker!

anyways, i have discovered a new band that has much potential to become a huge favorite of mine- Belle and Sebastian. theyre from the uk somewhere and they rock! they have this very musically talented thing (playing real instruments like the piano, various horns, and various strings!) working with quite the hep 60s vibe to it. they also have the essence of morrissey but wrapped up in a slightly more pop-y package. and naturally they were just in concert like a few days ago and i did not find out until afterwards. anyways, they are definently to be checked out and soon! plus, the name (Belle and Sebastian) kicks ass! it so resonates. needless to say the pirate patch and hook are on and im plundering the vast ocean that is cyberspace for Belle and Sebastian! aarrgh matey, Belle and Sebastian rock, aarrgh!

and can i just say, this weeks episode of Gilmore Girls kicked ass! it was one of the funnier ones theyve done! (how's the meatloaf? is it a sexy dish for you? are you getting hot...?) oh yes, oh yes! if only there were more shows like Gilmore Girls on tv. tv is such a vast wasteland lately. i used to look forward to the new fall season every year, but now i am just constantly disappointed! im trying to think of a GOOD new show and im drawing a blank. im also trying to think of a passably mediocre new show, but cant! and of course i got addicted to this one sci-fi show on the sci-fi channel, whose name i cant remember right now, when they had a marathon of it, but of course they never seem to play it anymore since it no longer produces new episodes. oh well, guess ill just have to buy it on dvd. ah, ok, Queer Eye- GREAT new show- new episodes in november! yes! i love you ted!

anyways, off to finish my pillaging and then to my tape of Star Trek Enterprise. once a trekker, always a trekker, what can i say. plus capt archer is hot!!! and theyve made him "edgy" this season. mmmm, i like a man who is "edgy!" yeah, thats probably been my problem! "women who love edgy men"...?!

29 October 2003

ugh! what a fucking shitty day. its blue and sunny and breezy and everyone wrecked their cars today! what are people's problems anyways? how do you wreck your car on a day like this? people need to stop driving! ugh! stupid fuckers!

but anyways, i come home today and noticed one of the two spermicidally lubricated trojan condoms i had left on the kitchen counter had disappeared. knowing that my youngest kitty, ness, has gotten into the condoms before (after opening my night table next to my bed!) i looked around the apt for the inevitable. of course, i find the spermicidally lubricated trojan all chewed up on the floor of my bathroom. what is it with kitties and spermicidally lubricated condoms?! are they like kitty dope or what? i hope his tummy feels bad after ingesting all that spermicide! having unadvisedly put my mouth on a penis wearing a spermicidally lubricated condom, i know just how totally ass-y they taste. i dont understand the appeal. stupid fucking cats! ugh!

and of course, jason has not responded to my email thanking him for dinner the other night. figures. this is not unusual...at all! but i have managed to get info on where his next play is and im gonna go. its out in the boondocks past the airport at his school, clayton state, but i do have to see him in action. im extremely curious to see how good or bad he is as an actor. funny enough, he plays a lawyer in the play and i think he dies of a heartattack or something. wow, high drama! should make for an interesting story if nothing else! now, i just need to put a gun to one of my friends' heads and make them come with me! thats easier said than done, believe me!

anyways, i have a raging headache and i wanna see my tape of gilmore girls. i shall rant more later. and dammit kt, highlight and copy your entry before clicking on anything, that way you have it copied which you can then paste back if things go poo-y. ugh!

28 October 2003

FUCK!
Okay, I typed for almost 40 minutes here with my promised update, but the damn thing didn't publish when I said publish. It just made my text disappear. Argh. Will try publishing this complaint, and see results.
ok, how does that sinatra song go? the lady is a tramp? yeah well, i did bad things last night. i went to buckhead...where jason lives...and stuff... yes, i went over there, he cooked dinner, we hung out, we fucked (to put it crassly). did s.g. cum? of course not. i so need to seek medical help for this issue. but i did have a good time and it was all relaxed and goofy (the hanging out) and the snuggling was nice. do i expect him to be better at calling? no. do i expect him to act like a good boyfriend type should? no. do i want him to be my boyfriend? no- frankly i think the whole institution of boyfriendom is overrated. it was just nice to be- no worries, no issues, no things we have to talk about now...none of the mental poo poo. it was nice to have sweet physical contact with another person. it was nice to laugh my ass off when jason said funny things. it was just nice to chill as is. and i know kt is thinking, yeah right, no expectations from s.g.? but really, one thing i have learned from the last several months dating (freaks) and from hanging with scotty is that sometimes, its just better to be, as is. and yes, i could draw the funny parallel to "as is" and used cars and me (the tramp being used- that is, not being sexually pure), but ill let that one go. and im only joking when i refer to myself as a tramp- i am far from trampdom! im just being a goofball and perhaps attempting to reclaim "tramp" and make it my own, taking away the evil meaning that society would nomally attribute to it.

but its funny, i was thinking this last night- i remember being totally transfixed and gooey and head over heels about jason three months ago, but i realized i didnt feel quite the same way last night. he's a funny guy and has many talents and damn if he ain't puppy dog cute, but that NEED for him wasnt there, which is a good thing. i didnt NEED him, i just wanted to hang with him. although i would love to find my life match, soul mate, true love, yadda yadda yadda, if it exists in reality and not the 12th dimension, i dont NEED to like i have in the past. nothing like dating a slew of mind-numbingly fucked up freaks to make you realize that being with yourself rocks and isnt a curse. and yes, im sure kt is wary of these assertions of mine, but i really think i have turned a corner. progress can be made sometimes! well, of course we shall see how these things develop if they even do.

if nothing else, me and jason are friends who fuck...and whats so wrong with that? theres nothing wrong in two people who are friends and enjoy each other's company who also have a sexual chemistry together. i dont expect him to be there in my times of dire need frankly, at least not at this point, if even ever, because my other friends are the people i have to fill that job. a place for everyone and everyone in their place. but i would like to build the friendship we have in some way, however slow that progress may be...thats not something i can control, i accept that. so, thats that. the deed is done, the lady's a tramp.

so, talking about boys, guess who left a message on my machine today? none other than scotty. he is such a goofball. he left me a message about our proposed night out together in a couple of weeks. he bought a couple of movies and wanted to tell me about it so i could pick which one i wanted to see when we get together. naturally i want to see 28 days later, which i have been dying to see. so it looks like this will be a night in. very interesting. i have to say that i love doting on him, its fun. hes like my little pet. i like having that close relationship like that. i also love doting, surprising from my crunchy exterior (i do have a gooey caramel center!). shhhh, dont tell anybody! but its just cute to see scotty so excited about movie night with me. it makes me feel wanted...and thats always nice. and i cant wait to see him tommorrow at shift change. he always makes me smile...and thats nice too. motivated boys=good. if only they would figure that out! ugh! so, yeah, its two weeks and counting down to scotty and s.g.'s first...outing?...date?...social thingy? we shall see, oh yes we shall see...

27 October 2003

Thank the goddesses, gods, and other supreme beings -- the Moxie has risen! Like a phoenix! From the ashes! Of mid-20s ennui! (I'm attempting to make up for someone else's LACK of punctuation...)

Let's see. Updates and response.

Response first (easier, as material to work with is present):
guys and girls CAN be friends. Being friends doesn't mean never thinking about biblical knowledge. And, for the record, doesn't mean never having to say you're sorry. It just means you're hanging out with someone you have a good time with and whose company you enjoy. We've debated the existence of a line between friends and Relationships. There isn't a good solid boundary. Sex seems to be a determinant, as far as I can tell, and sr agreed with me, at least at one point. And if attraction IS the basis of that line (or the intent to act on attraction) then we can redefine the debates on homosexuality, too, although again, that's another blog for another time. Regardless, friends are important. I've never had a lover that I have not been friends with as well, although RA is a somewhat debatable case (debatable relationship, too, but I claim young and stupid). In all cases, boy poison should be avoided, imnsho. Fuck buddies, sure. But not someone who has no respect at all for you and for whom you have a tendency to hope for something more from (Read: common politeness and humanity).

Updates, including requested info from SR to be published tonight.
hmmmm, something is up or as they say somewhere in mexico, hay gato encerrado (there is a cat locked up!). i got a response email from my very brief email to jason basically just chatting, briefly, as is his modus operandi, in which he told me to give him a call sometime. so, ok, i waited a couple of days and gave him a ring. of course, as usual, he did not answer, nor did he call back, as usual, so i pretty much just immediately wrote him off- some people just never change now do they?! and then this a.m. i check my email and theres a brief email from him asking if i was home today. what could he possibly want? hay gato encerrado! if he's thinking sex i do have to say there will have to be much shaving done beforehand. i know, thats gross, but really, why do women shave other than to please their mates (or at least not feel so yucky when their boys back away in fear of the jungle!). and anyways, who says i would even commit to sex? quit laughing kt! but one should always be prepared shouldnt one? isnt that the boyscout motto or something?! and its funny, i was just chatting with allen, the meat dept boy at publix, about the social double standard when it comes to sex. men are applauded for stupid sex with dozens of women whereas women are scorned for it. thats just not fucking fair (so to speak!). and anyways, who knows what cute little puppy dog eye jason wants...although one can guess. but if thats true and he does want to bang me out so to speak, shouldnt i be slightly flattered? i mean, does a guy go for really nasty pussy even if he's desperate? and if he can get whatever pussy he wants is he ever desperate really? so i must have some je na se qua sexually right? well, one could hope at least. no, fuck that, i am a super fucking ninja, baby, you better believe he wants some of my snatch! you want the snatch? you cant handle my snatch!

26 October 2003

well looky there, i got the archives thingy to work right. anyways, i have changed the format of wicked moxie just for a little change of pace. comments are encouraged. i hope everyone likes it. i think its a little cleaner and more organzied this way...basically more aesthetically pleasing, hopefully. now if we could come up with a marketing strategy! i know, kt, you need to tell your buddies (kara, etc) about wicked moxie and i can do the same and maybe we can get more participation going here. it could be a wicked moxie orgy!

anyways, i saw scotty last night. he and his rookie came by my part-time job and we chatted for a while. we may be going to a different schedule at work so naturally that was a topic of conversation. scotty said that if "we" go to a different schedule "we" need to decided which shift "we" want to put in for. "we"=me and him. an interesting verbal clue? he obviously thinks of me and him as some sort of a "we" enough so that "we" need to plan our schedule together. i think its sweet that he thinks that way. anyways, scotty also brought up going out again last night. he asked me when "we" were going to go out to fernbank (his suggestion obviously, not mine!). he shows motivation which is good. he's also called me three or four times (ive called him once). one of the times he called me was to check and make sure i passed my firearm requalification. i thought that was so sweet and i think i told him as much. i would say he is highly motivated in whatever capacity. motivation=good. i do have to say that i am quite liking having a boy buddy. its quite fun. its almost like having a boyfriend but without the bullshit (well, and the sex too)! and yes, i have wondered what it would be like to know scotty in a biblical way. please, everyone wonders that about boys they know at some point or another. anyways, whatever, things as they are are cool. and we shall see how our first outing goes in a couple of weeks. should make for an interesting story if nothing else i would say. but i do miss scotty and will miss him terribly when i go back to work tuesday and he's not there. sometimes it sucks to begin relying on people, doesnt it? it would be easier to be a hermit, but probably not as much fun.

24 October 2003

ok, the blog is back with a bang baby! seems like when i have a decent computer where i can see shit and not have to fuck with a freakin' touchpad its easier and much more fun to blog. plus i get to groove to my tunes and download s'more while i blog. its a win/win situation...well except for the music companies who arent getting my money...but thats another blog for another day.

today, ive been pondering a bizzare phenomenon in nature. why is it that all the pretty things are poisonous? of course im not talking about plants, but boys. seems like it always comes back to boys doesnt it?! in nature all the brightly colored plants with funky tentacles and shit are always the ones that are most toxic. well, it seems like that phenomenon happens in relationships as well. this whole train of thought came rolling into the station when i saw a recent pic of this dude i used to kind of date. ok, he mostly blew me off and acted all hinky and shit so i dont know if youd call it dating, but damn if seeing his pic didnt make me all googley again. me being me, i dropped him a very brief email commenting about how his hair had gotten longer and wishing that his schooling was going well. well, funny enough, he emailed back. had he forgotten how freaky i had gotten with his hinkiness? is he just horny and keeping the pussy available? some people you just cant understand...ever! and frankly, i dont know how upset i would be with just being a friend who fucks. yes, i know kt, you say that i could never do it. i would like to think i have learned something in the last crazy months of dating one loser after another- i dont NEED a man. in fact, guys always get in the way in one way or another and very rarely is the hassle worth the payoff (ex- the last few months of my life!). but i do have to say that me and jason had chemistry of some weird sorts. he was an asshole-y, selfish dope smoker yes, but we had chemistry dammit! and really, chemistry is rare. now, am i saying that one should put up with bullshit from a person you have chemistry with? hell no! but perhaps a vague friendship with occasional jaunts would be ok. i just have to remember that he has asshole tendencies and i should never count on his doing what he says he'll do. yes, deep down inside theres the hope that he'll grow the fuck up and quit being a fucker, but who is gonna hold their breath for that? hey man, i could have any drunk illegal mexican in norcross so why should i hang my hat on jason?! i am prime grade A choice sirloin in norcross, baby, im a hot commodity! yep, thats my life.

but back to the question at hand, knowing jason is boy poison with his brightly colored flowers and pretty tentacles (one pretty nice tentacle at least, yeah baby!), why would i even want to go near him again? i just dont get it. hes an asshole of fairly grand magnitude! why the attraction? why am i googley when i see his picture. its that evil beguiling puppy-dog expression. i bet he practices that in the mirror at night. its like a facial siren song. am i fated to crash my ship on his rocks...ok, i wouldnt mind a little rock crashing if you know what im sayin...! but really, hes my kryptonite. although, i think the last few months of dating bullshit have helped me build a protective shield around my heart. what substance protected against kryptonite again?

and of course theres the semi-weirdness with scotty, my police buddy. hes moving to another shift and so we wont get to joke around and hang out together anymore. in the last few months we've really become attached to one another and i can tell that scotty is very upset about having to leave me to go to another shift. of course hes gonna stop by my part-time job and see me, but its still not the same. hes one of the reasons work=fun most of the time. anyways, today being scotty's last day, we chatted about the usual random stuff and then talked about his leaving. in that awkward susan way, i mentioned that since we wouldnt be seeing each other daily anymore that "we should go do stuff or something." wow, i am so smooth! but to my surprise he wasnt weird about it or anything. he was way into it and suggested going to the planetarium (something he had mentioned before and which i thought he wanted to ask me to go to before but just never got the balls to do). so the potential weird situation turned out ok. we goofed about going to the movies and of course how he would hate all the chick flicks, etc. i suggested he see reservoir dogs and then go to see kill bill. he refused the kill bill but i think he'll see reservoir dogs for me.

and of course i cant help but wonder about it all. i mean, was harry from "when harry met sally" right? can men and women really be friends? of course men and women can be casual friends, but best friends? after kt and bearclaw, scotty is my third best friend and maybe even second before bearclaw. and thinking about it, we have a very harry and sally relationship. but really, that whole dating/sex thing always pops up in the mind if nowhere else. and i of course wonder if i havent gone googoo for him because he over-self-tans and wears a toupee! if those goofy things changed, would i fall head over heels? theres obviously chemistry there because we are such goofballs with each other and he isnt an ugly man, just fashionally misguided. then again im the chick who plucks her eyebrows out and draws them back on so who am i to talk about personal grooming oddities! and yes, kt, i know that i dont have to date every guy i know and its not really about that. i dont feel the NEED to date scotty and im even unsure about the DESIRE to date him, im just pondering that phenomenon of men/women buddy-ships. well, i guess i shall see how things go. ive never seen scotty in the normal world and vice versa. we all act differently depending on situations so maybe hes a total freak or maybe hes fabulous in the real world. but we shall go on our outing, to who knows where right now, and shall see how the sg/scotty dealie works outside of work. that should be interesting if nothing else! of course thats all i need is more fucked up funny stories about boys! ah, fuck em. pains in the ass all of em!