Liberté, Egalité, Androgyné
Apr. 22nd, 2003 04:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mollyringle(I know. That's not really French.)
Ways in which I am more like a stereotypical male:
1. I forget birthdays, anniversaries, and Hallmark-holidays constantly, and I don't expect much to happen on them.
2. I play trash-can basketball with crumpled-up Kleenex, paper towels, etc.
3. Some lustful thought or salacious innuendo flits across my mind roughly every 17 seconds.
4. I can do push-ups. (25 in a row.)
5. I roll my eyes and/or make cat-with-hairball noises if faced with unforgivably sappy lines in movies.
6. With very few exceptions, I will not wear pink, nor things with heart shapes on them.
7. I pretty much never paint my fingernails.
8. I'm not very good at sewing, knitting, or home decorating, and don't have much interest in learning them.
9. I hate wearing high heels or other "cute" shoes that cut and mangle my feet and have no traction.
10. I dabbled in skateboarding as a child.
11. I hated most of the wedding preparations. Faffing about with ribbons, flower arrangements, white shoes, something borrowed, something blue, and something to strangle myself with, seemed kind of a waste of time.
On the other hand: ways in which I am, indeed, a stereotypical female:
1. I did enjoy wearing the wedding dress and the fancy accoutrements. In fact, in all honesty, I would also enjoy having an occasion that gave me an excuse to wear a tiara.
2. I am addicted to chocolate.
3. I own and use an impressive array of cosmetics and hair-care products.
4. "Orlando! Elijah! Ewan! Jude! *squeee* They're so cute!" (Yeah, I even make myself sick sometimes. But, in my defense, I ask you to look at Orlando in this post of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kateelvellon's. I mean, for the love of everything holy, how could anyone possibly think his froo-froo-Legolas-blond look was better than that? Granted, I kind of wish he'd shave. Oh, and pay no attention to where his left hand is. I said pay NO attention. Hey, quit staring; I saw him first.)
5. I have almost no interest in sports whatsoever.
6. I played with Barbies and My Little Ponies as a child.
7. I dislike camping. It involves going without electricity and hot running water and locked doors for too long. Not to mention the bugs. And the greasy layer of sunscreen. And the dismalness of granola bars. Isn't this why we invented houses and major appliances in the first place?
8. I have a keen sense of smell. Sometimes eerily so.
9. I can name hundreds of colors, but can only identify about five makes of cars. (VW Beetle, Datsun Z-car, VW bus...uh...PT Cruiser...uh...)
10. I do own some lacy undergarments. And some lavender ones. (But nothing lacy and lavender at the same time.)
Ways in which I am more like a stereotypical male:
1. I forget birthdays, anniversaries, and Hallmark-holidays constantly, and I don't expect much to happen on them.
2. I play trash-can basketball with crumpled-up Kleenex, paper towels, etc.
3. Some lustful thought or salacious innuendo flits across my mind roughly every 17 seconds.
4. I can do push-ups. (25 in a row.)
5. I roll my eyes and/or make cat-with-hairball noises if faced with unforgivably sappy lines in movies.
6. With very few exceptions, I will not wear pink, nor things with heart shapes on them.
7. I pretty much never paint my fingernails.
8. I'm not very good at sewing, knitting, or home decorating, and don't have much interest in learning them.
9. I hate wearing high heels or other "cute" shoes that cut and mangle my feet and have no traction.
10. I dabbled in skateboarding as a child.
11. I hated most of the wedding preparations. Faffing about with ribbons, flower arrangements, white shoes, something borrowed, something blue, and something to strangle myself with, seemed kind of a waste of time.
On the other hand: ways in which I am, indeed, a stereotypical female:
1. I did enjoy wearing the wedding dress and the fancy accoutrements. In fact, in all honesty, I would also enjoy having an occasion that gave me an excuse to wear a tiara.
2. I am addicted to chocolate.
3. I own and use an impressive array of cosmetics and hair-care products.
4. "Orlando! Elijah! Ewan! Jude! *squeee* They're so cute!" (Yeah, I even make myself sick sometimes. But, in my defense, I ask you to look at Orlando in this post of
kateelvellon's. I mean, for the love of everything holy, how could anyone possibly think his froo-froo-Legolas-blond look was better than that? Granted, I kind of wish he'd shave. Oh, and pay no attention to where his left hand is. I said pay NO attention. Hey, quit staring; I saw him first.)5. I have almost no interest in sports whatsoever.
6. I played with Barbies and My Little Ponies as a child.
7. I dislike camping. It involves going without electricity and hot running water and locked doors for too long. Not to mention the bugs. And the greasy layer of sunscreen. And the dismalness of granola bars. Isn't this why we invented houses and major appliances in the first place?
8. I have a keen sense of smell. Sometimes eerily so.
9. I can name hundreds of colors, but can only identify about five makes of cars. (VW Beetle, Datsun Z-car, VW bus...uh...PT Cruiser...uh...)
10. I do own some lacy undergarments. And some lavender ones. (But nothing lacy and lavender at the same time.)
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Date: 2003-04-23 10:31 am (UTC)Corrupting the minds of the youth of the nation (this doesn't fit with the topic here, I know...)
Date: 2003-04-23 05:52 pm (UTC)So you are famous with the teen set of hobbit fanciers in Berryville, VA. After mentioning that I've known you indirectly for a number of years, one of my students said: "She's so cool... and so dirty!"
Teeheehee. I had a nice chuckle from all of this and hope you do too.
Sweet!
Date: 2003-04-23 08:35 pm (UTC)I have this suspicion that slash, and pervy hobbit fancying, are becoming a lot more widespread than most people realize. This event either confirms it, or is just one freaky coincidence. :)
(Casually drop the words "Library of Moria" (http://www.libraryofmoria.com) in conversation and see if they jump in a guilty and startled fashion.)
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Date: 2003-04-22 07:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-23 10:42 am (UTC);)
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Date: 2003-04-22 08:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-23 09:48 pm (UTC)but what's faffing??
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Date: 2003-04-23 10:48 pm (UTC)I saw "faffing about" in some story, and liked it, so I stole it. Someone's website explains:
"Faffing about" is a British expression which according to my dictionary means "a great deal of ineffectual activity".
Equivalent to "messing around", kind of, but perhaps without the possibility of sexual overtone which "messing around" can carry.
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Date: 2003-04-23 10:51 pm (UTC)[yes, there's now an obvious and nasty LOTR pun to be made as well... it is very late...]
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Date: 2003-04-24 09:25 pm (UTC)"My Faffer warned me about boys like you, Mr. Frodo..."
Hm, yeah. Maybe we should not go further than that. ;)
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Date: 2003-04-22 08:39 pm (UTC)9. I can name hundreds of colors, but can only identify about five makes of cars. (VW Beetle, Datsun Z-car, VW bus...uh...PT Cruiser...uh...)
VW, Datsun, Chrysler, Ford ... these are makes of cars. Beetle, Z-car, bus, PT Cruiser, Taurus, Malibu, Thunderbird ... these are models of cars. So really, you can identify models of cars. I just thought it ironic that through the semantics, you demonstrated further a stereotypically girl trait of lack of car knowledge. ^_^
~Amanda
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Date: 2003-04-23 10:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-22 11:22 pm (UTC)Oh wait... that's just tomboy fangirlishness ;)
Go us!
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Date: 2003-04-23 10:44 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-04-23 11:33 am (UTC)Pervy Orli Fancier
Date: 2003-04-23 04:26 am (UTC)Re: Pervy Orli Fancier
Date: 2003-04-23 10:46 am (UTC)Re: Pervy Orli Fancier
Date: 2003-04-23 11:04 am (UTC)Was that at all convincing?
Ok, so maybe I saved that one too. To study his...fingers
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Date: 2003-04-23 08:10 am (UTC)Non-Girly Girls Unite!
Date: 2003-04-23 02:57 pm (UTC)Re: Non-Girly Girls Unite!
Date: 2003-04-24 09:23 pm (UTC)And I was 25 before I figured out how to pluck my eyebrows. I kind of wish I'd done that sooner...
Sigh, no more, ladies!
Date: 2003-04-24 12:32 pm (UTC)My mom had to bribe me with chocolates out of the tree in front of the house each day!
Re: Sigh, no more, ladies!
Date: 2003-04-24 09:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-24 03:09 pm (UTC)The guys! w00t! I like the Orlando Bloom pictures. Yummy! Friends are buying me a tiara for my birthday.
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Date: 2003-04-24 09:35 pm (UTC)Dental floss makes great thread. I've been known to use it as such. Very hard to break, plus it smells nice and minty. :)
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Date: 2003-04-28 05:16 am (UTC)