It’s 1:30 am…great.

So I am still awake at 1:30 in the morning. Minus the twenty minutes of snoozing in front of the television between 11:15 and 11:47, I have been up since 9:30 am. And that was after my 4:30 am awakening from a horrific dream (I found out my dad was gay and left my mom for some young buck named Julio or Ramirez — don’t ask me why he was hispanic, ask my subconcious.) Yeah, that’s considered nightmarish level, don’t you think? So after that little incident, I fell back to a fitful sleep and avoided any more wonderings into the world of Julios and their suntan oil (because I am pretty positive that came up in the dream somewhere…*that’s what she said*)
Anyway, at least my day got better. Got some organinizing (I’m pretty sure this is spelled wrong) done, watched my favorite TV show (Psych with James Roday and Dule Hall)

Only my favorite TV show ever

While cleaning my room, I discovered like 60 coupons for free Chick-Fil-A sandwiches and biscuits. When I was a manager there (like three years ago) I would pass them out to irrate customers who wanted to be pacified by our wimpy and passive actions. Somehow, the coupons stayed in my work pant pockets and wound up in my jewlery box. I don’t wear a lot of jewlery so my box has become a catchall for odds and ends. Today, I finally cleaned it out and discovered that I will have breakfast supplied for the next three months. Heck yeah. Just don’t tell anybody with Chick-Fil-A, okay? Hehe.
After that I went and ran errands, cleaned some more, hung out with K-Dawg (stupid nickname I know but I don’t want to give out identities) talked with a couple of friends, went to two bookstores (crazy, I know)
OH! I finally bought Revolutionary Road. That book that’s now a movie with Kate Winslet (LOVE HER) and Leonardo DiCaprio (LOVE HIM.) And I just want to see it because…well, call me cheesy and a junior high girl but I absolutely loved/love Titanic. You see, I was kinda of late jumping on that bandwagon (*cough* I was eighteen when I finally saw it and I had been 12 or 13 when it came out) but I absolutely LOVE it. Yeah, it’s cheesy. Yeah, it’s poorly written. But comeon! It’s the TITANIC!!! Probably my favorite event in history after the Civil War and Holocaust. Okay, I know that sounds HORRIBLE but I really enjoy diasters and horrific events. I try to be an optimistic person but I think studying these specific events help control that optimism and keeps me grounded.

Man, this is a completely random post. But I was just sitting here about to go to bed and thought, “huh, I should write in my blog.” Because we FINALLY got our internet back today. Well, I’m technically “borrowing” it from a neighbor but as soon as I can I’m getting our own router setup.

Okay, this might sound disgusting and gross but I hate taking showers. I really do. If I could live in sweats and baseball caps all the time I would. But don’t worry, I have too much regard for myself and my body and hygiene. I just hate the time that goes into picking out your clothes, showering, washing your face, brushing your teeth, lotioning, putting on your clothes, makeup, and blow drying your hair. It’s SUCH a waste of time. But once again, don’t worry, I wash (almost) daily and actually can dress myself very nicely. It’s just I love days I can be completely relaxed and not worrying about my apperance whatsoever. Yay for holiday breaks.

Okay. So I’m going to bed now. Stay tuned for my thoughts on laundry, Chick-Fil-A, and my plans for the future.

“More than friends, Less than lovers. Straight girl and gay guy?” ~ Will and Grace

In the popular NBC sitcom, Will and Grace, it shows the dynamic of the friendship between straight girl and gay guy. Will and Grace’s relationship goes beyond just basic friendship and enters a strange twlight (somewhere between casual friend and marriage.) Two quotes perfectly describes this phenomenon:

Will:  It’s always “Will and Grace.” Will and Grace buy the present. Will and Grace do the speech. “We cordially invite Will and Grace.” why don’t they ever say “Will and guest”?

Grace: Well, who did you want to bring? 

Will: I don’t know! One of the Gap dancers, Aquaman, anyone!

Grace: Well, who’s stopping you? 

Will: You are! Because you’re so content to play Mrs. Will Truman. I want a husband. I want someone who loves me, a-and a family. I want this, not this!

Grace: I do not know where you got the idea that I am your wife, but let me tell you something, if that’s true, we’ve got big martial problems because Mrs. Truman’s getting a lot of action on the side.

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Grace: This would be us three weeks into marriage. ‘Will, I’m having an affair’.
Will: ‘Me too’.                                                                                                                      Grace: ‘His name’s Donald’.
Will: ‘Me too.’.

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The whole premise of the show is that this gay guy and this straight girl are best friends. In fact, they are more than “just friends” they are jokingly referred to as husband and wife, but without the sex. This type of relationship is often defined as a ‘fag hag’ and her gay or a gay and a fag hag (no offense, just using the common expression)

I myself have been called a fag hag by my wonderful gay friend, I guess you can call him the Will to my Grace.

Some people mock this sort of relationship. They say that the straight girl is overcompensating for something or using the gay guy as her boyfriend. Yeah, there are some girls like that (I know one specific example) but for me that is so not the case.

My friendship with my Will is odd and sometimes scary, even to us. But he is truly one of my best friends. Even though he drives me crazy and makes me angry many times (just ask us about the Natchez Trail,) he has my back and will smack the crazy right out of me.

It is an interesting dynamic, this relationship between straight girls and gay guys. Something a lot of people have examined. But it’s definitely a unique experience.  

Stuff White People Like?

Okay, so I’m a major blog-stalker. I love clicking on random blog links and discovering some of the most awesome or ridiculous stuff out there. This is what I discovered today:

www.stuffwhitepeoplelike.com 

It’s a list, blog, and now a book that points out the ironies and idiocricy of a majority of white elites who like some of the weirdest stuff.

Yes, I am white. But I find most of this stuff hilarious and so true of many white people. Here is just a sample of “stuff white people like:”

* Bumper Stickers (they allow white people to express their opinions to the “apathetic” commuter and attack right-wing conservatives all at the same time.)

* Being Offended — Not for themselves of course, but for minorities and underrepesented members of our society. These individuals of course don’t necessarily think white people have to feel offended. I guess it eases white people’s guilt.

* Having Gay friends — Um, yes, I can identify with this since many people label me a “fag hag” (and before you get “offended” even my gay friends have called me this.) I’ll write a post on my friendship with my gay at a later time.

yeah, these are just a sample of what you can encounter on that wonderful blog I just discovered. check it out.

Third Times A Charm…

Or so they say. I have had three (or four, five, six, etc.) blogs all of which are floating in cyberspace oblivion. But this one maybe will turn into something more…but I wouldn’t hold my breath.

Soooo…first blogs. yeah. They are great. Well, they always feel a little awkard to me. It’s like that first date with that extremely nervous person and you know it won’t work out but you think you should give it a try anyway. Yeah, that’s how I feel right now. But you should always plug through uncomfortable things so you can get to the fun things. So let’s have that awkard first conversation:

Awkard Date: Hi! It’s nice to meet you. What’s your name again?

Me (thinking): Really? Doesn’t even remember my name? Great first sign…Jessica Barton, and yours’?

Awkward Date: Oh, um, yeah, Donald. Yeah, Donald.

Me: Nice to meet you, Donald. (thinking) What a lame name..really, his parents should be shot

AD: So…what do you do?

Me: I work in a library as a reference assistant. I help people do research on their family, history projects, writing, and that kinda of thing. I also just graduated from college and will be going to graduate school in the spring. I plan on getting my masters in Librarian and Informational studies. What about you?

AD: I work at Chick-Fil-A.

Me: Nice, fun, good stuff…(thinking) Yeah, I worked there for five years…this will not end well.

AD: So what are some of your pet peeves?

Me: (thinking) Hmm….in depth question maybe not a total bust. Well, there are many things that I dislike. Here’s a list I made (I’m somewhat of a nerd):

* I can’t stand putting God in a box

* People who try to make formulas for life. They don’t work

* People who walk and drive too slow.

* Weak women and girly men

* Dumb people who ask dumb questions

AD: Wow, you sound really angry with life.

Me: Uh, no. I’m just given way too much time to think and contemplate. I also have a very deep and intricate inner thought life.

AD: Really, like what?

Me: (thinking) Um, pry much? Well, like these things:

* Have I put too much emphasis on the periphreal issues of Christianity and made them the major issues?

* Do I judge myself too harshly and that causes me to judge others too harshly? Or is it the other way around?

* How can I judge someone for their sins and discount them as a friend/potential boyfriend/etc. when I have just as much sin in my life. Sin that I don’t even recogonize as sin.

* Am I even a Christian? How does my life reflect Christ? Does it reflect Christ?

*How should I seek justice? Has my conservative upbringing desensitized me to the teachings of Jesus and His concern for the hurting and poor?

* Have I confused Christianity with Americanity?

* Am I a Baptist (like I was raised), an “Independent” (which is what my parents are now), or am I Reformed (whatever the heck that is?)

* Is it a sin to cuss? Drink? Smoke? Or are these just societal rules we inheirted from our Fundamentalist leaders. What’s the difference between saying “what the heck” and saying “what the hell?”

* What if the Christian life I have been living (no sex, no booze, no smokes) has just been superficial? What if there is a deeper Christian life that I have skipped over in my attempt to not do bad things? Maybe I haven’t done “bad” things but I haven’t done the good things (giving to the poor, not judging, loving the unlovely)

* Can I mess up my life? Or has God sovereignly ordained everything that I do and say?

And seriously the list goes on…What about you, Awkard Donald Date?

AD: Oh, well,…um…I don’t know.

Me: Great.

AD: You know, maybe you should write a blog.

Me: Hmmm…maybe I should.

 

And that, my friends, is exactly what I intend to do.