Monday, May 31, 2010

Forgotten Fairy

Hello kittens! This is one of those posts where I bitch and whine and feel a bit sorry for myself. What's that you say? You don't like whining? Oh well. I don't do it often and quite frankly I don't care if you don't like it. Don't read the post if you don't like it.
I'm thinking of starting a website for "Forgotten Fairies". Forgotten Fairies are the gay BFF's of straight single girls who get cast aside after the straight single girl meets a straight single man. After the meeting of the hetero's the gay bff inevitably is cast aside, and fades into obscurity. This can happen quite suddenly or very slowly over time. I've experienced the spectrum of this phenomenon; being dropped like an amputated limb, and fading slowly out of the picture. Neither is very pleasant. For while the straight girl has her straight man making her feel wanted and loved and the happy straight couple have each other, the gay is forgotten. Where once the gay and his best girlfriend had fun times together drinking cocktails and dishing the latest gossip, or people watching while dining alfresco, or being catty high school bitches about people we know; these scenarios cease to happen. The energy flow is disrupted by the addition of the straight man. No matter how awesome the straight man is, the homojoe between the gay and the straight girl is lost.
Examples of this abound. Think of Will and Grace when Grace ran off and married Leo. Or Karen and Jack when Finster came into the picture. Carrie Bradshaw and Stanford Blanche. And I have several friends I could make examples of but they shall remain nameless. The point is if you know a gay you can probably find an example of the Forgotten Fairy Phenomenon.
This is not entirely a hopeless situation though. There is potential to fix the relationship, as long as both parties are willing to work for it. The gay must understand that he will never be able to fill the spot that the straight man occupies in the straight girls life. It's not possible. While the gay is fun he doesn't fill the space that only a straight man can fill. A straight girl can only tolerate so much glitter and Liza.
On the other hand, the straight girl must realize that the gay is still the same fabulous fun loving friend that was there every time your ex was a total ass; the gay was there to help you pick out that fabulous outfit that landed you the job you wanted like a supermodel wants a cheeseburger. Your gay was there when your ex broke up with you by simply refusing to return your calls. Your gay hates your crazy boss because she makes you crazy. Your gay has been through a lot with you and now that you have someone else your gay feels lost.
So, I'm going to start a website for all the forgotten fairies out there. A place where we can gather and be found by single straight girls. Think of it as matchmaking site for fairies and their princesses.

Memorial Day

Happy Memorial Day kittens! I hope everyone is enjoying the day off, spending time with family and friends or taking advantage of some nice alone time like I am. I do need to apologize for my lax posting habits lately; I've had a rather stressful few weeks and didn't feel like sharing with you all but that has changed. I have commited to writing at least Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, per the advice of my friend Sarah, so look forward to more frequent posts in the future.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Don't piss me off bitches.

The following is an open letter to anyone thinking about pissing me off going forward. I wouldn't recomend it. Bad idea. Stupid. Huge mistake. Huge! The nice guy that would take anything from you and quietly seeth while doing it is gone. I'm taking the leash off. I refuse to be pushed around, stepped on, used, taken advantage of, screwed over, fucked, or anything else you might think about doing. It's time I fight back. It's high time I refuse to give you any power over me. It's time you realize I'm a hell of a lot smarter than you think I am and more powerful than you give me credit for. It's time you realize you're not dealing with the paper boy. You're dealing with an extremely talented, smart, arrogant, resourceful, loud-mouthed, angry faggot who refuses to be pushed around anymore. So my final thought to you; and you know who you are; is BRING IT ON.