#honestlycurious

[thelivingmelancholy]

The Most Beautiful Moment in Life

Amidst listening to BTS's 화양연화 Album, one wondered to oneself– what was my most beautiful moment in life?

What and when was yours?

[tinynachosheep]

TTF(not)A

Aw that’s so gushing lovely but actually chill *Mrs P, I am at least indirectly part of the neighbourhood grapevine and was well aware well before you approached my counter at my entry level clerical and finance-related and also decidedly non-illustrious customer service  job that you and your golden children are #WINNING and #GOALS! and the eptimome of the North American (is WASPY old? bad?? bah) upper middle class dream! Free Bonus: next time, if you actually ask about me or my fam I’ll share that I’m boomerang millennial-ing it up and back living with my parents, and should you make even further relevant inquiries I’ll confirm that I am in fact a gold star confirmed boomerang (elder-ish even!) millennial and all of 1. Single 2. Childless 3. moved back in with mom and dad 4. currently not anywhere close to being of the financial means to purchase a home (let alone multiple homes! Congrats you guys!) unlike your own clearly expertly and successfully reared offspring. All you have to do is ask : ) 

((((((

(yeah yeah yeah this is me humor-ing -ly reflecting on some IRL today events.  I’m glad this is a private/ anon. blog. And interestingly, for the first time in a while [thanks possible imminent mood change!] I experienced this occasion with more amusement and reflective appreciation than instant gutteral resentment/ discomfort/ self loathing, actually!  Longer-story = after some good faith extensions of pleasantries and small talk efforts from me, she let me know that she was actually “in a bit of a hurry” (they own a v. successful and busy business! Those next-gen houses don’t buy themselves u know! Housing crises are for goobs sweetheart!) before (after my having completed everything for her and she was Free To Go! ) she went on for a good 5-10 (ok it felt like 10 probably more 5-7 but I mean) minutes about her kids, complete with doggedly scrolling through her photos on her phone for the beautiful photographic proof.  I remember her responding to my complimenting her grandchild’s eyebrows (honest compliment, those were strong and defined brows for a baby, and I had to say something to all the pictures she was going through) with a subsequent scroll for more pictures find pictures showing the faces/ brows of each parent. (The house looks great, the baby adorable, the spouses real catches for sure, truly).

Clearly it is in part my own self reflection/ judgement / comparison reacting to this, absolutely, and also I don’t think she could have done a better job of being a walking, breathing, live caricature her own stereotype (better word?).  I’m genuinely curious as to whether she was just so overcome with joy at her good fortune and success that she completely forget/overlooked the regular back-and-forth conversational pattern typical of the scenario (and/or follows an etiquette that prescribes a purely one-side customer/service interaction [bullshit way of describing her 100% sharing + me congratulating / 0% reciprocal inquiries from her] ), or if she actually even somewhat consciously feels some kind of competitive (or even more yucky, desire to assert perceived social stratification-esque differences?) drive to #win at life updates etc?  Hmmm. Heaven only knows ))))

*real names may have been altered obvs lol

[lossien]

Ok, but seriously. I am always surprised by people's answers. #goforit #comnectfour #honestlycurious #lossien

[hist325fall2018]

Confederates in the Attic (71-144)

Within the pages 71-144, author goes to South Carolina to check out an apparent mix-up between a Yankee and Confederate soldiers’ statues. He investigates this by heading to where the Yankee soldier’s statue is in South Carolina. He speaks to many people there, who have various theories about the mix-up, one claiming that that they don’t even know if it is a Yankee as one man puts it “Lots of rebs had to wear Yankee stuff they picked up on the battlefield”. Afterwards he moves on to a public rally elsewhere to keep a rebel flag flying underneath an American flag at a state dome. The issue does not resolve itself before he moves on. He states that the South has genuinely surprised him, and a friend told him “The South is a good place to look at what America used to be,” . He later moves on and goes to a bar where he ran into a rather unsavory patron who tried to physically assault him. He goes to a nearby hotel where he is informed by the manager that he must be crazy to go there . The extremism of some people and the pride that others have for events in their hometowns such as shootings and murders really is quite evident. The author goes to several events, such as a KKK rally, town board meeting, a school board meeting, and meetings with residents where in all of this the extreme pride of being a part of the Confederacy or a descendant of a Confederate soldier is very self-evident or. The author notes numerous examples of this pride with various interactions with the local people he is meeting with throughout the rest of these chapters. Part of a paragraph really stood out to me on page 80 of the book. “... Then they say ‘colored’ ain’t right anymore, it’s got to be ‘black’, then ‘African-American.’ But nothing changes for us. We’re still ‘crackers’ and ‘peckerwoods’ and ‘rednecks.’” To me this comment showed me a great deal how our culture has dealt with the race issue. We have taken many progressive steps as a society towards dealing with the race issue. However from personal experience at my junior college I attended before USI, in a debate class several African American students there used these derogatory words, mostly ‘cracker’ and ‘redneck’ in class on multiple occasions. My professor did not exactly call them out and try to restrain the use of it; he merely allowed it to continue. I have noticed that there seems to be a general acceptance to allow this to occur, almost like as a society we are allowing them to vent some sort of suppressed anger..? I do not know honestly, I have never felt bothered by these comments but to me it does stand out that especially given the rise of this “triggering” movement that nothing like those comments have been really reported as “triggering” or whatever it’s called. This paragraph is not supposed to be “triggering” or trying to bring up any racial issues, this is merely me just commenting from my observations.

Has anyone else noticed this sort of unacknowledged trend???? #Society #HonestlyCurious #Notbeingoffensive

Horwitz, T. (1998). Confederates in the attic. Sydney: Hodder Headline. Horwitz, T. (1998). Confederates in the attic. Sydney: Hodder Headline. Horwitz, T. (1998). Confederates in the attic. Sydney: Hodder Headline. Horwitz, T. (1998). Confederates in the attic. Sydney: Hodder Headline. Horwitz, T. (1998). Confederates in the attic. Sydney: Hodder Headline. Horwitz, T. (1998). Confederates in the attic. Sydney: Hodder Headline.

[drbookslut]

When u guys give someone a blow job, do u swallow WHILE giving it? Or do u just let all your saliva juice slide down the shaft and balls?