Monday, October 24, 2011

Post-Vacation Ramblings - Tia

I realized a few weeks ago that even after taking about 2 weeks off since the first of the year, I still had 3+ weeks of vacation to take. So after a few conversations I decided to take a long weekend and go see Blaine. It goes without saying that I had a great time. But I also managed to learn a few things. So since I have been significantly neglecting my blogging duties I figured I'd throw a few things up here and let them fall where they may.

- I am a geek
Seriously, I am an epic geek. And I LOVE that about myself. I'm not sure when it happened but at some point along the way I stopped trying to be cool and decided to be me. And it's so much fun. While I would be remiss if I didn't mention that I still have my hang-ups and if I should ever manage to stumble into a relationship I will have to ease him into my nerdiness, overall I'm good with the hand I was dealt. Even if that hand means I find myself arguing the quadratic equation in a pool hall filled with men over 50 or buying an authentic replica of the Gryffindor robe, scarf and replica Professor Snape wand. *Yes, I'm aware Snape was a Slytherin. But his wand was the coolest so that's the one I bought.
(Someone was making snide comments while I was taking this picture...thus the face.)

- I like guns
So I FINALLY got to go shoot guns. It's something I've been wanting to do for some time now but could never really find anyone who was interested in going. Nor could I find a place that wasn't a death trap here in town. Blaine was nice enough to take me shooting and it turns out I was pretty good for a beginner.

(Why yes, that is one of my targets. Note the accuracy and grouping.)

And if you've been reading this blog for any amount of time you know how I feel about guys with guns. One word: HOT!!! So the plan is to get my own gun and learn to shoot and hopefully meet some really hot British guy whilst at the range. (hehehe....whilst) But while I'm waiting on my very on Jason Statham I figured I would work on my own bada$$ness so...

- I'm doing this in March.


I just registered tonight. I feel like I miss out a lot on life because I'm not willing to do things by myself. It's not that I'm afraid to do things alone, I just don't want to. But since that's just the way things shake out sometimes, I figured I'd better get moving. If my options are go it alone or don't go, I think I'd better start doing more of the former rather than the latter. That said, there aren't too many people I could talk into doing this with me. But my inner 10 year old would never forgive me if I didn't do this. So come March, I'll either be a zombie or an "alive" finisher. (Note to self: must work on upper body strength. Would be a pity to get eaten just because I couldn't get over a wall."

- I sometimes hate my gender
I almost exclusively kept male friends for a long time for one main reason: I couldn't stand girls. They were petty, catty, controlling, manipulative, deceitful and in general got on each and every last one of my nerves. Unfortunately during my vacation I was again reminded why I often prefer the company of men. And like Forrest Gump, that's all I have to say about that. However, I will expound further on the fact that...

- I need more men in my life
The weekend with Blaine made me take a good hard look at the male friends that I have. And sadly, I realized that they're ALL under 30 or gay. Or some combination there of. Okay to be accurate, I do have a couple of married, over 30 male friends but well...they're married...with children. I don't think their wives would appreciate us staying up until 4 am doing shots of Patron and playing Xbox. (Yes, I know that playing Xbox is not the most mature activity in the world.)

While I have NOTHING against my gay/musician/under 30 male friends, I need some grown a$$, single, straight men in my life. I need guys who drive muscle cars. I need men who know how to be men  and open doors and change oil and will kick some tail if need be. I need men who would not be caught DEAD in skinny jeans. I need guys who understand that even though I will watch (and understand) sports with them I'm still female. What the heck happened to the men??? Is it because I live in a music town? Musicians have an air about them that is artistic and THAT IS FINE. But it's not often that I find the manly artist. Maybe I'm just hanging out with the wrong people....*sigh* Whatever the case, I need some real men in my life ASAP. Virtual hi-five to Blaine for reminding me that real men still exist.

Since I'm the one who has kept up from posting Quitter posts, I'm going to go ahead and end this post so that I can work on that.

Later BGLUers

No comments: