Do you have any guilty pleasures? Indeed I do. I lurv me some Diet Coke, and I don’t care, dear reader, if it’s bad for me. So don’t tell me how bad it is for me, my teeth or anything else. I will drink it just the same. It is one of the few “vices” I have. Another guilty pleasure of mine is that I’ll spend hours and hours fiddling with Photoshop on pictures that I have no connection to — just because I can. I’m not selling the pictures, nor do I have a commission to change the pictures. Most of the time, I don’t even show the pictures to anyone else. Hell, I usually delete them after changing them. I just spend my time fiddling with them to learn Photoshop. Learning things like Photoshop, that is my guilty pleasure. It is a guilty pleasure because I’m learning for the sake of learning, and alas and alack in this society, that is no longer a good thing. One must learn something to further their career or station in life. Learning for the sake of learning is simply not done. It’s a luxury that’s kind of frowned upon by many. I mean I’ve been asked why learn something like Photoshop if I’m not going to do anything with it? And the answer is always because I like learning. Keep in mind, dear reader, that Photoshop is merely the last in a long line of things that I’ve picked up over the years. I just like learning stuff, just to see how much of that thing I can learn.
What is the worst pick up line you ever heard? I used to be quite the bar fly, so I’ve heard a lot of pick-up lines, and used quite a few myself, so this part of the question: For the guys: What’s the worst pick up line you’ve used? would apply to me too I guess. I mean, women have sex too, and I enjoyed it. It’s implied, I suppose, that all a woman has to so is smile at their target, and that guy is hers. Not so. Men can be picky too, especially if they are at a bar with friends they’re trying to impress. And, believe it or not, many men have a “type” too, and I’m often not a particular guy’s type. I mean, I’m not what one would call traditionally attractive, and I’m a big woman. I’m still awesome and had no trouble finding partners, but I totally didn’t just have to smile at a guy and he was mine. I used my share of pick up lines. ^_^ So there you go. As for the “worst” of either… I honestly don’t remember, but it the question did bring this song to mind. I used to be a huge country music fan. ^_^
What slang or trend makes you feel old? I can’t think of any slang that makes me feel old, per se. But but there’s some that I either have to guess by context or look up the meaning up of sometimes. Like calling someone “fam” — which is (I’m guessing) like calling someone “bro” but gender neutral? I guess? I dunno. But when it started popping up, I was all, “Fam? What’s that?” It was all: “I got you, fam.” It didn’t make me feel old, but I’m usually hip to the new slang, and that one caught me off guard. As for trends… trends come and go. They will always come and go. Everyone thinks that this trend or that trend is here to stay, but nope, things will always change. It is the nature of the beast. Our species — humankind — is adaptive and mercurial. Besides, as I was talking about with a friend of mine the other day, I’m not even considered old these days… I’m just over middle age. When I was a kid, people my age were one foot in the grave, but me? I’ve got a good chunk of my life to look forward to to. Statistically speaking that is.
What do you consider the most over-rated song? Nothing comes to mind. No song is “over-rated” if someone genuinely loves it. I mean I don’t have to like a popular song, but I wouldn’t consider any song I dislike “over-rated” simply because I dislike it. I mean there are a lot of popular songs out there that I’m not fond of. And a lot of songs I like that never made the top 100. So… eh.
Instead of a Tender Mercies question, here’s a philosophical one instead: You find a book and begin to read only to discover that it is your life. You get to the point that you are at now. Do you turn the page, knowing that you will not be able to change the events to come? No. One, as soon as I figure out that this book is the magical book about my life, I would have put the book down and burnt it. I would have never gotten to the point where I am “at now.” I don’t want to know the future and I tend to want to just keep the past in the past. I don’t need to read about it.
Via Melanie’s Share Your World