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03 February 2012 @ 09:35 pm
I've come to realize...  
...that in order for me to get anything at all done, I need people to expect things of me.

I know that sounds kinda pathetic.  Writing, homework, cleaning, cooking, I need someone to expect it of me. Really, the only thing that I get done because I expect it of myself is my artwork, and even that has its limits; I almost feel like, since no one is pushing me but myself, there are things that I've never learned; I've only just recently begun to learn how to draw environment. The reason I do well in school? In order to avoid embarrassment of not doing so, of course.

...I'm gonna need a man who tells me to get do things, or nothing will ever get done.

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Anyway, I've got several "projects", so to speak, that (specific) people want me to do:

1)Finishing a number of QAF fanfics

2)Finish an Alexander the Great fic...which is like, four years old (d'oh!)

3) Learn how to draw penises

4) Create a coloring tutorial!

5) My one personal goal is to learn how to market myself. I would love to get my name out there, I just don't know how.

I really don't know which is top priority. The person who wants the AtG fic isn't exactly breathing down my neck, which lowers it. I suppose the penis one isn't too huge (not a word!), except for my own integrity as an artist. The tutorial should get done sooner rather than later, since this is a friend I know through school, and let's face it, I don't know how much longer I'll be in the area.

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I know I've mentioned food a few times; I try not to talk about what I eat every day, partly because I don't wanna be boring and partly because I don't wanna encourage the myth that all Americans are fat/eat too much. But...today I will talk about food!

I've been doing an amount of baking recently. I had lemon bars recently, I made nutmeg cookies today, and I wanna make peanut cake at some point--or I should say, mini cakes. Now I'm at the point where I should start bringing them to school with me to share; even though I like making them, and I'm sure I can eat them all myself, I really shouldn't. I'm thinking I need a bento box; presentation is good, after all.

I've been thinking about learning to make pastries that aren't extremely sweet, though. Last night I dreamed about planning cakes with figs and apricots and such inside, and with almonds and pistachios and walnuts. (Not all in the same cake!) Of course, I dream about food a lot, namely cake, breakfast food, and ice cream--it's like those commercials where you see the syrup pouring on nice and slow--and yet for some reason I always wake up before I get to eat the food.

It's a wonder I still have my 30 inch waste.

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Which brings up a question QAF raised in me! Is it really a standard men have, who are a good half-foot taller than me, to have 28 inch waists? It sounds absurd to me, considering that I am a beanpole.

And my history professor did learn what happens when you assign a flawed article with outdated psychology. For one thing, the author was making to sound like all pirates had butt-sex, and there were no successful marriages with them and such.

Of course, when the article was written, it was apparently believed that men turned toward "homosexual activities" because they were unable to form lasting relationships with women. And what's more, they were so socially inept that they didn't know how to deal with them at all. Everyone was had some sort of trauma--one got it when he failed to woo a beautiful Spanish woman.

He also made the assertion that "in homosexual relationships jealousy and paranoid delusions do not occur, and while there are often quarrels and recriminations, they rarely lead to physical damage or murder." As if queers are incapable of being as vindictive as any other person on the face of the earth.

Anyway, our discussion basically led to the article being completely torn apart, and our professor was laughing, and said, "I have to try to defend it, since I was the one who assigned it!" I'm fairly sure I someone I know said that the professor himself is gay--he's said that's he's married, which doesn't really say much--and he certainly seems like he could go both ways, so it's not as if our professor believes what the author of the article says, he was just trying to come up with some sort of reading on pirates.

Oops. Right?


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Alexanderashmedai on February 4th, 2012 03:43 am (UTC)
Heheh - I'm the opposite, I need someone to tell me when to stop. I wish I was more relaxed about things, I kind of envy that.

Which brings up a question QAF raised in me! Is it really a standard men have, who are a good half-foot taller than me, to have 28 inch waists? It sounds absurd to me, considering that I am a beanpole.

There was more absurdity in QaF than fact. 28 inches sounds anorectic to me.

He also made the assertion that "in homosexual relationships jealousy and paranoid delusions do not occur, and while there are often quarrels and recriminations, they rarely lead to physical damage or murder."

LOL! On which planet?
MissTeacakes: pythonmissteacakes on February 4th, 2012 04:05 am (UTC)
I'm generally pretty good at suspending disbelief and just enjoying the story, but I've been increasingly aware of my lack of knowledge on how men are built.

LOL! On which planet?

That's what I asked. I think he was a victim of stereotyping. Or, perhaps his time. (Oh, the early eighties!)
aaa_mazing: youngaaa_mazing on February 4th, 2012 09:41 am (UTC)
Now, that I don't have to work on my doctor's paper, I do NOTHING about the house. When my sister comes (once a week), she asks whether I know what happened to Copernicus. And she so promises to set me and all my papers on fire. IDK, I think everything's in oreder here. My bf is a mathematician, so I doubt he remembers to brush his hair. Two weirdos is a perfect couple.

I'm soooo far from being a beanpole! But I'm 1.78m. He is 2.04m. I so doubt his waist is 28 inches.

I never saw human relationship depend on sex. "jealousy" or "paranoid delusions".

A prof working with me (40-something, never married, manicured nails, and Emmett's 'what?!') says that men can not be gay 'physiologically'. Should I bring him some of my gay porn?