Louise and I watched a 'documentary' on Bisexual Girls last night. It was silly. For one thing, it didn't discuss anything, just followed around a few bisexual girls (who, it must be said, didn't seem to give a crap a about guys and hence should surely be considered gay?) one pair in a relationship who allowed themselves to be filmed while in the bath together, one stripper (sorry, "table dancer," in a g-string). It was all about the titillation.
Then there was the BiCurious girl. She was in a stable long term relationship with this guy. She said that she liked girls generally but she wanted to be with him forever. But she was looking to actually experience girlsex because she never had.
This annoyed me. Not that she shouldn't do what she wants. But that she ignored her man that she said she wanted to be with. He was clearly very uncomfortable with his partner talking openly about wanting to cheat on him.
What would happen if a guy told his girlfriend he wanted to go have sex with other people when they were palnning to get married? If she was okay with it, then fine, but if she was uncomfortable?
What's with the idea that a girl can experiment like that but a guy can't? I'd think that neither should in that situation actually.
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My favourite video games are those adventure puzzle ones. You know, Monkey Island, King's Quest, etc. the closest I come recently is those beatemups that feature you running a character through a world. I did playa demo of one that looked good on the PlayStyation but I haven't seen it around...
Anyway, one of the very best ever was a little game called Sam & Max Hit the Road. Truly astounding. The comodey was far out and strange and not a little cruel. Unknown to me at the time, Sam & Max was a comic book before it was a game.
And now there's a
webcomic. I'll be watching this.
Actually, I'd love to see the Bone computer game by these guys too. that was a funny comic and I only read the first issue.
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My Dad said he was ordering some stuff for Louise for christmas and sending it straight to us so I had to intercept any packages that appeared. This one arrived yesterday and I snached it off Louise and made sure that she was gone when I opened it.
Unfortunately it turns out that Dad had ordered something for me too.
So, while I'm amazingly happy to ahve a copy of Once More With Footnotes now, it's kind of annoying that Louise didn't get that and wrap it up for me.
Ah well.
We've had a couple of earthquakes recently. We think that Annalise bit her tongue in the first one because there's a nasty bite in it now. Sh eisn't eating much and she is sleeping well either. She is in heaps of pain.
Louise isn't taking it well. She gets really upset when Annalise is suffering, especially if she can't do anything to help.
Any advice on bit tongues?
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So, Australian rascists are far too organised. It's all so depressing. At least some
quality satire came out of it though.
Also, 'The War on Christmas' makes me laugh. This dummy from American TV is having a fit that people might say Happy Holidays instead of Merry Christmas. There's all sorts of arguments against him but
this is one of my favourites.
And?
This guy is really really funny. I think he interviewed Helen Clark on his short lived TV show but his stage show is so much funnier than the TV bits ever showed. He's great. I'm hoping to scrounge together the funds to go see him during march, his latest tour.
Glad to
hear that the Big Day Out is now something I would probably go to if I was in Auckland. Still not thrilled though.
Ah, what more do you need?
Bikinis and beer.