tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post116748224697075495..comments2023-11-05T22:09:32.884+11:00Comments on nailpolishblues: uterus for sale, in unused mint condition – with original matching eggsShelleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417138778733226637noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1168239795650206582007-01-08T18:03:00.000+11:002007-01-08T18:03:00.000+11:00Oh, thank Christ I'm not the only one who receives...Oh, thank Christ I'm not the only one who receives this shit...<BR/><BR/>Yours in cobwebs! And proud of it!!!Boohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02450459427668274592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1167761533619656142007-01-03T05:12:00.000+11:002007-01-03T05:12:00.000+11:00ugh. I hate people like this. I don't have a cousi...ugh. I hate people like this. I don't have a cousin quite like that but I do have an aunt that gives me what I've come to refer to as "the talk". I especially love the bit about getting married and having kids. She always says this like it's a given. God forbid that D and I may be quite happy "together" without marriage and we may choose to skip the whole kids bit. Oh my. Don't tell her that. I can relate but I have to say I've never enjoyed reading about it more than I did reading your entry. Just makes it seem that much more absurd.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13694038143796175251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1167654590314287322007-01-01T23:29:00.000+11:002007-01-01T23:29:00.000+11:00Mish, I mostly have nothing to do with her - I'm p...Mish, I mostly have nothing to do with her - I'm pretty sure that most of her drivel came from the fact that she knows I think she's retarded. She's fighting back using the breeder-mystic-woman card - which is a bit of a yawn coming from someone who trades sex for money...<BR/><BR/>Glen, I get it <B>all the time</B>. My family are either flat our proud that I got a degree or are confused about 'what does that make you?' I now reply with 'educated' (tho only very little) which is taken to be grossly insulting... <BR/>Parents always seem to get confused by such distinctions, don't they..?<BR/><BR/>mhe, I love the rant, I own the rant, I am become the rant! <BR/>I suspect that I'd fare better in my famly if I were like them and/or liked being touched up by them. It strikes me as ironic that an uncle who once told me to 'get that fuckin' plum outta ya mouth' is now so disappointed by the insanity of one, or one might say both, of his children that he now seems almost proud of me. Still, I'd score more points from him if I behaved like a proper sheila and had some kids or something [and/or let him touch my boobies].<BR/><BR/>Tim, I think men rarely get the same kind of pressure - you can still be sharing that, ah, precious loin juice and hoping to make babies indefinitely. I have roughly 14 years, which seems a hell of a lot to me, but I can see her point even if I don't share her ambitions for my body. <BR/>Auction of bodily fluids is always, need I say it, a very good idea.<BR/><BR/>armagnac, yes,it'll be another three, five, twenty years before I see her again with any luck [though I am forever cursed with the image of her breasts struggling to escape her wedding dress. The dress wasn't putting up that much of a fight, I think it knew it was beat...]. We've run out of mutual grandparents so we won't encounter that moment ever again! <BR/>I quite loathe the vocational course - send them back to technical college! [I know, I am a snob.] <BR/>4 degrees, eh? Do you wear a hair shirt to bed? <BR/><BR/>Enny, that was my favourite phrase too :)<BR/>Ugh, my friends have never pressured me to settle down and have babies. In fact, one has threatened to disown me if I do and I think some of the others kinda-sorta wish they'd deferred the kiddy thing until they were older. Much older, possibly never.Shelleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03417138778733226637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1167630480250719802007-01-01T16:48:00.000+11:002007-01-01T16:48:00.000+11:00I am getting some similar pressure from friends - ...I am getting some similar pressure from friends - but friends who are less 'likely' to do that sort of thing, so pressure me as it's more 'attainable' for me.<BR/><BR/>I also love the term 'self-darling'!Ennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15613379734506337694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1167544402255282582006-12-31T16:53:00.000+11:002006-12-31T16:53:00.000+11:00My wedding song was about ignoring the pains in th...My wedding song was about ignoring the pains in the arse who tell you you have to settle down, stop being self centred, make a commitment etc... because by ignoring them something fantastic caught me off guard when I least expected it.<BR/><BR/>Family are a right pain. You don't choose them. IMHO you can choose to minimise your interaction with them, it's not a bad thing.<BR/><BR/>PS just finished advising my lil bro not to "jump" from arts to law where he's enjoying his arts but under pressure to do a "vocational course". Yeah, end up like your older brother armagnac, bitching about his career and still not happy after 4 degrees and 6 years work experience. Wow, that's a smart move!Armagnac Esqhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01365787889351188089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1167541461639492722006-12-31T16:04:00.000+11:002006-12-31T16:04:00.000+11:00Knowing that there is Nothing More Important than ...Knowing that there is Nothing More Important than the procreation and furtherance of our breed, at every family gathering I go to from now on, I shall announce that my precious loin juice is for sale, with a two for one deal on Saturdays. Oh, and on Sundays and public holidays, I shall make special donations for charity. <BR/><BR/>It's all for The Family, don't you know.TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1167510728209904102006-12-31T07:32:00.000+11:002006-12-31T07:32:00.000+11:00Sometimes it feels awfully good to rant, doesn't i...Sometimes it feels awfully good to rant, doesn't it? <BR/><BR/>I don't really have a family to speak of. In some ways, it's awesome. I don't get the "why are you not more like xxx" talks. In fact, I am like absolutely nobody else in my family. In other ways, it sucks because I don't have that family aspect of my life. <BR/><BR/>It seems to me that you are making the strides you want to in life, and you are intelligent enough to know that there are more to make. Stereotypical roles are for people that are too afraid to live and learn to their potential. Then, they want someone else to wallow in their shit, so they lecture you about what you have done wrong in your life. Generally, the life lecturers are the ones who have lived the least. <BR/><BR/>Keep doing your thing. Keep growing. You are always the begining of what you will become.Danhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12287449666259456630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1167488340822072302006-12-31T01:19:00.000+11:002006-12-31T01:19:00.000+11:00meh i never get that about humanities thingmigiger...meh i never get that about humanities thingmigigery<BR/><BR/>however, i am introduced as "a left wing academic" by my parents, which is completely hilarious... i mean i haven't even finished the phd, how am i an academic?<BR/><BR/>plus one of my best friends starting berating me about the language I use. he was very sneaky: "Are you going to publish your phd?"<BR/>"maybe. As a trade publication probably, if at all."<BR/>"well, no one wantsa read about events and spaces, they want to here about how sick some motor is."<BR/><BR/>i don't get how all these people with 'useful' jobs actually function. do they actually switch off enough to be turned on or is that vice versa? such glorious meaninglessness!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587220.post-1167482716123637542006-12-30T23:45:00.000+11:002006-12-30T23:45:00.000+11:00There's always one in every goddamn family. This i...There's always one in every goddamn family. This is why I am really freaking glad most of my family lives overseas. Still doesn't stop the comparisons though. "Why can't you be more like your cousin Jane?". Bah.<BR/><BR/>Do what I do: Just listen, then completely disregard. This helps preserve sanity.Mishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10820334665086731631noreply@blogger.com