The Complete Female.....
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Posted:Jun 13, 2011 7:42 pm
Last Updated:Aug 6, 2011 10:04 pm
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I came across this on a fellow-blogger's site here, and I found it quite interesting.
To wit:
There are so many facets to us individuals, and even the above diagram does show me a few more.
Are ladies that complex?
Or is that just the starting point?
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Does the concept of "sexually arousing" change over time?
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Posted:Jun 13, 2011 7:34 pm
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2011 11:12 pm
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Is it possible/probable that the object of our desires in our youth has evolved by the time we hit middle-age?
I remember distinctly starting out as a legs boy. Beautiful and shapely legs, fair-skinned and muscled (not bodybuilders, but more athletic and shaped), not the skinny variety, would always turn me on. I could not appreciate the skinny toothpick-like legs/bodies of the models which some of my friends salivated over; I mean, what can you end up grabbing/holding?  and the fear that a slightly rough manouevre could likely break some bones! 
In my late teens, I discovered bosoms on babes. Of course, such voluptousness was not the order of the day where I grew up, but we had our "smuggled" mags and vidz which promised a perfection far from what I had previously been exposed to.
In my twenties and thirties, it was all about the female body in its entirety, from head to toe - physically at least, but with a mind too. I quivered whenever a particularly suggestive body motion presented itself. Parhaps it was my genes having been given full rein?
The late thirties, till this date, have found me liking the conversations that come up a little bit more than before. I can say that I know what will work for me sexually, and now I want someone who also has a passionate existence, and has a intellectual leaning.
Is that strange? Is that normal?
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Sigh. SO. Live.
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Posted:Jun 8, 2011 8:03 pm
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2011 11:12 pm
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I heard somewhere that there is no measure for coldness. There is only for heat. Coldness is just the absence of heat.
Sometimes I feel that this also applies to the doldrums in our lives. That there really is no such thing as ecstacy/happiness. Just the absence of tragedies.
Maybe, just maybe, that is good enough; that that is as good a place as any to start...
Perhaps the trick is really to stay in that space, the space of non-tragedy, for as long as possible; is that, like, unreal? Like life, just that much more than meets the eye...
But that's not to imply putting our heads in the sand... Realities are there, one cannot disregard them as much as one wants... I suppose it's how we react that separates us all.
Sigh. SO. Live.
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The wisdom of a broken heart...
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Posted:Jun 5, 2011 7:20 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2011 1:11 am
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I was just reading a post by one of my favourite bloggers, and the crux of the post was about a book: The Wisdom of a Broken Heart: How to Turn the Pain of a Breakup Into Healing, Insight, and New Love.
Obviously, it hurts when ones' love is spurned. There is a lot of angst, a lot of soul-searching, a lot of analysis etc etc...
I might say, "Physician, heal thyself!"...
But then again, nahhh 
The heart has no choice in this matter, it will look for love and it will fall in love... I mean, apart from pumping blood all round our body... 
He's Just Not That Into You - saw that movie? There were quite a few quotes in that movie which are worth pondering on.
Don't love? Honey, when you tasted something so sweet it shakes you right to the very core of you, you'd want to put yourself in the (orgasmic) driving seat as often as you can, is that not so (organic)?
Wouldn't that put you a lot closer to what you're (or your heart) yearns for?
What would placing mortal conditions on such transcendant emotions lead you to? Nothin' but confusion...
So. Love.
I've used the following quotes a few times already in the last few days,
“Love is the answer, but while you are waiting for the answer sex raises some pretty good questions.”
"Sex alleviates tension. Love causes it.”
“Sex without love is an empty experience, but, as empty experiences go, it's one of the best.”
“To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But then, one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be happy, one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness.”
All by the master of the active brood, Woody Allen.
Apologies for the long post...  But she started something excellent 
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Which is the most Dangerous Letter in English ??
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Posted:May 16, 2011 11:42 pm
Last Updated:May 19, 2011 8:21 pm
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The Answer is "W".....
as in Wrong.
"W" is a tension generator...
because all the worries and troubles get begins with "W"...
Who ? Why?
What ? When ?
Which ? Whom??
Where ?
War...
Wine...Whisky... Women...
Wealth
And finally .......
You have to accept this :
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT.......
WIFE.....
My respose to my quirky gal pal's earlier missive...
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Man O Man
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Posted:May 16, 2011 11:39 pm
Last Updated:May 30, 2024 7:43 am
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When without money, eats wild vegetables at home
When has money, eats same wild vegetables in fine restaurant.
When without money, rides bicycle;
When has money, rides exercise machine.
When without money, walks to earn food
When has money, walks to lose the fat
Man O Man !
never fails to deceive thyself!
When without money, wishes to get married;
When has money, wishes to get divorced.
When without money, wife becomes secretary;
When has money, secretary becomes wife.
When without money, acts like rich man;
When has money, acts like poor man.
Man, O Man, never can tell the simple truth !
Says share market is bad but keeps speculating;
Says money is evil but keeps accumulating.
Says high positions are lonely but keeps wanting them.
Man O Man !
Never means what he says
and never says what he means!
From a rather quirky gal pal.....
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My little corner.....
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Posted:May 16, 2011 11:35 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2011 7:09 pm
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I've been thinking rather seriously of getting a rather decadent armchair just for me specifically. Something in which I can sink into and be fully enveloped and supported, and which will assit greatly in helping me read a book, or watch the telly, or just nod off...
Any ideas?
Being the skinflint I would like to think myself to be, anything expensive actually does turn me off. As do lazyboys. Dunno why, but it seems like too much work...
When I was a wee , me and me siblings were on the thread-bare carpet rather than on the chairs or the sofas, which were for guests. So I had my huge pillow on the floor, which mightily attempted to mimic a huge bean bag, but actually failed 
There really isn't a favourite corner in my home for me at the moment; and maybe because I'm not altogether there long enough to ensure an oasis just for me. The bed and the pillow are grand, no doubt
I think I should look for my armchair soon...
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(Tell'em) God's Gonna Cut You Down.....
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Posted:May 13, 2011 1:33 am
Last Updated:May 30, 2024 7:43 am
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Understand that people make mistakes, but there are consequences....
I was just reading about the from an athletics program in their high school who had photos of themselves drinking etc etc up on bacefook, and a mother saw it and forwarded them to the school authorities, with a complaint to boot.
Every single recalcitrant has received punishment.
I wonder how this matter came to the attention of the national press. Of course, some payment might have also taken place for this juicy information?
As a parent myself, I understand how difficult it can be to keep reins on our , and especially all the more so if the are teenagers and/or soon to lose their minor status.
And another bit of news: 10 youths have been remanded for a gang-related attack and killing of a teenage boy.
Excuse me, but WTF!!!
I wanna rant about this, but I'm just too sick about such news...
There were gangs in my area when I was younger, but they were practically pussies compared to such stuff; I guess there was just a lot more policing going in our 'hoods in those days...
I'm just afraid that people become desensitized the more they read about such events, which is likely to lead to apathy...
Hope it's not a case of waiting till it strikes home before awareness, and action, is raised... 
But is there anything/something we can do?
Johnny Cash - (Tell'em) God's gonna cut you down:
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's down in the dark will be brought to the light
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
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Can anybody find me somebody to love?
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Posted:May 12, 2011 7:06 pm
Last Updated:May 30, 2024 7:43 am
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Nope, not loking for a !!
There are certain songs of my youth which just return into my head in a heartbeat, triggered by a couple of innocuous words or a look/scene.
Being the introvert, there was a lot more of listening to songs and music than my fellow class mates, who were into/onto stuff that interested them more.
Unlike my younger siblings, I was more the homebody with the tendency to restrict myself to activities of an individualistic nature. I was invited to a few parties and, to be frank, the loud music and drinking just never appealed; in fact, the opposite might have held true in my case - surely time could be better employed?
But what the heck did I know? I was just a !
Queen says it perfectly:
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?
(He works hard)
Everyday - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm goin' crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah - yeah yeah yeah
Oh Lord
Somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm ok, I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!
Find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
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What did you put on your walls?
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Posted:May 12, 2011 2:05 am
Last Updated:May 13, 2011 10:39 pm
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Remember the walls of your childhood/teenage bedroom? Were there any pictures of your favourite super-heroes or sports stars or cars and such?
What did you put on your walls?
Did they serve any purpose? Do they serve any purpose?
I never did put anything up; somehow it did not appear aesthetically elemental - I was more afraid of having to repair the walls later, or the thought of frayed and discoloured posters just did not appeal.
But I did put up one poster. I was 29 then. And the poster was of my dream car - a silver Benz S-Class 500.
Another reason why i did not have anything up is because I did not really see any personality as a ideal role model whom I would want to emulate. Even though I was pretty much into basketball, and Larry Bird and Magic Johnson were kings, it never occured to me to put up posters of them.
Strange, huh?
But I did make scale models of military aircrafts for a while, and put them on top of my cupboards.
Maybe I should encourage my to put some posters up; see what they come up with...
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Mechanical question.....
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Posted:May 11, 2011 9:22 pm
Last Updated:May 13, 2011 10:39 pm
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Just how do the mechanics of love/lust work when one feels attracted to another but that feeling is not reciprocated...
I think that kind of feeling is much more painful than having loved and lost...
How cruel life can be when the girl I love, and want to spend time with, does not love me the same way?!
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Straight and laced....
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Posted:May 10, 2011 4:30 am
Last Updated:May 30, 2024 7:43 am
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I just saw, for the first time, a gay couple making out openly in a slightly secluded spot in the park just a few minutes ago.
My eyes are just a mite too quick to notice stuff at times.
I know that I feel uncomfortable at having seen that. I would feel equally uncomfortable if it were to be a straight couple doing the same. Such ardour should be left for the bedrooms, no? Doing it in full view of the public is perhaps too much "in-the-face"?
Something within me is just not yet able to look kindly on public display of erotic affections.
Why am I ok with it if it's a hug or a peck on the cheek? I dunno, really, but I have been hugging and pecking since I was a babe.
Maybe it's the society that I've been brought up in? It's been fairly conservative all the way; my parents still cannot understand gay/lesbian love, but they are not vociferous about it - just confused, methinks. Their time as youngsters was all the more rigid too.
My are already aware of gays/lesbians; at a much younger age compared to me. I remember being quesy about this whenever the subject came up amongst friends - the macho always looked down and made fun of the effiminate ones in our schools.
At that age, it does seem quite strange that homosexuality exists, and I remember being flummoxed as to how I should react to such news/people.
In this part of the world, gays and transsexuals/transvestites are very prominent in arts and culture and fashion, and it is impossible to not interact if one is in the same business.
I now have quite a few friends who are gays/lesbians, and it is usually a pleasure to work with them and their input is quite unique at times. They really do have a unique point-of-view. Perhaps it's the adversity they have faced that opens up a new vista within them?
I've been invited to a party at a friends house, and he is gay. To be frank, I am a bit apprehensive about what I'm going to be seeing there as I've heard that his parties can get quite a bit raunchy. I don't think I'm ready to see debauchery between gays/lesbians just yet. I wonder if someone will get fresh with me (cue scene from He's Just Not That Into You - 2 gays explaining how they connect)... lol... I know I'll blush an almight red if that happens...
Even during school days, there just wasn't such action, straight or otherwise, at our parties. Perhaps the parties where one really let one's hair down was somewhere else, and I just did not know about them? Hmmmm.....
Maybe I'm just a bit too straightlaced... lol...
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Foundations.....
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Posted:May 9, 2011 8:07 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2011 6:56 pm
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When 2 people first fall in love, there is obviously something which attracted them to each other in the first place. It may be a couple of things, and it may just be one.
It's like building a house, isn't it? You prepare the land, you have the foundations. If they are not strong, then whatever you build on them will fall apart, in time.
If you have strong foundations, but you do not build on that foundation, if your walls are not strong, or your roof is not strong, then it will not be a home worth living in. It will be just a house, not a home.
You colour the walls, you add the furniture, the kitchen - all are building blocks to a complete home. Maybe building a house is all the more easier bacause there are set rules for them.
No doubt it takes communication to understand one another, but it also takes committment.
It's only easy to lose that love if there was no common ground in the first place...
If there is real love, then all differences are/will be celebrated, not tolerated, not cause for arguments, not splinters. Celebrated.
I read in another blog just a few minutes ago that we sometimes intrinsically already know the answers to our problems/tensions; we just have to overcome ourselves and move on to get the job done. Wise, that, I think.
Mayhaps a touch simplistic, but that's what we're here for, right? To answer the easy questions first, before going on to the tough ones?
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