I was cuddled up in my bed last night thinking about people who we’re naturally comfortable with. The sort of person you never feel awkward around and where everything just feels like second nature and comes so easily.
A lot of the time (at least for me) being comfortable around someone isn’t effortless. It’s very much a learnt behaviour. It takes me a while to warm up to a person and even more time for me to feel comfortable with them touching me. I’m not a touchy feely person by nature. I’ve had to learn to be ok friends touching and cuddling me it certainly, at least at first, didn’t come as second nature to me.
I can only think of two people that I’m truly naturally comfortable with. That’s not to say there has never been any awkward moments between us but on the whole I’m totally comfortable around them.
Chicken man is one of the two. Minus when he first gave me his number there has never been an awkward moment between us. First kiss, first time we slept together it was all so natural. I never even had that “what the hell is he doing moment”. It was just right and second nature
The other one will remain nameless and minus our one and only date I always feel comfortable around him. It’s kind of strange because I’ve only actually met him in person a half a dozen times. But for whatever reason I’m totally comfortable around him. Plus he never fails to make me smile, which helps the comfort level.
It’s nice to have people like that in your life, where you don’t have to work at things. It just comes natural; it’s just so much better and feels almost right.
Anyways my lovelies, I’m heading to bed. Stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
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Thursday 9 June 2011
Sunday 5 June 2011
Keep Off
This may sound weird coming from someone who blogs about every detail of her life but I’m going to say it anyways......... Keep your shit off Facebook!
There are so many reasons why you shouldn’t write your personal business on Facebook, I can’t even think of a good reason to do it, so stop!
First of all you’re making things worse. The second you post your problem with someone else on Facebook you’ve gone from it being between you and the person, to it being the business of everyone on your friends list. It may as well have been on the evening news; it’s in their news feed after all.
So now you have people, possibly perfect strangers add fuel to the flame. Everyone has their 2 cents on the matter. Everyone has advice to give and opinions. And don’t forget the other person is reading this, watching you spread gossip and bad mouthing them so instead of calming down they’re getting angrier.
Because they’re getting angrier they post a status too, so now you have their friends getting involved. Your joint friends end up taking sides. This upsets you both more. Sooner or later you start commenting on each other’s statuses. And the whole thing goes from something small to the worlds ending.
Not sounding like such a good idea now is it?
Might I add just because some of your friends aren’t commenting doesn’t mean they’re not reading what’s going on. And I’m willing to bet most of them are probably thinking you sound like a whiny small child.
Then you have the problem when you two make up that you’re left looking like an idiot to everyone on Facebook. You can’t get around that fact, once it’s all said and done, you’re left with 100’s of Facebook friends who read what was happening, and now think you’re an idiot.
So if you don’t want to be labelled a whiney idiot think before you write a status and take my advice is to keep your shit off Facebook.
I love you guys, and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
There are so many reasons why you shouldn’t write your personal business on Facebook, I can’t even think of a good reason to do it, so stop!
First of all you’re making things worse. The second you post your problem with someone else on Facebook you’ve gone from it being between you and the person, to it being the business of everyone on your friends list. It may as well have been on the evening news; it’s in their news feed after all.
So now you have people, possibly perfect strangers add fuel to the flame. Everyone has their 2 cents on the matter. Everyone has advice to give and opinions. And don’t forget the other person is reading this, watching you spread gossip and bad mouthing them so instead of calming down they’re getting angrier.
Because they’re getting angrier they post a status too, so now you have their friends getting involved. Your joint friends end up taking sides. This upsets you both more. Sooner or later you start commenting on each other’s statuses. And the whole thing goes from something small to the worlds ending.
Not sounding like such a good idea now is it?
Might I add just because some of your friends aren’t commenting doesn’t mean they’re not reading what’s going on. And I’m willing to bet most of them are probably thinking you sound like a whiny small child.
Then you have the problem when you two make up that you’re left looking like an idiot to everyone on Facebook. You can’t get around that fact, once it’s all said and done, you’re left with 100’s of Facebook friends who read what was happening, and now think you’re an idiot.
So if you don’t want to be labelled a whiney idiot think before you write a status and take my advice is to keep your shit off Facebook.
I love you guys, and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Saturday 14 May 2011
NTB
There is a small group of male friends of mine that are always being mistaken for my boyfriend. I can understand why people would think that. It’s not uncommon for them to sit with their arm around me or for me to use them as a human pillow. I’ve even shared my bed with a few of them. We may flirt and joke around but there is nothing sexual there....Even if it may appear that way to some.
NTB isn’t like those guys. There isn’t even any harmless flirting there. Actually once upon a time there was a little flirting on my part but he’d never flirted back and that’s just no fun. Have you ever tried one sided flirting? I don’t recommend it.
NTB and I have a weird relationship and I don’t mean weird in a bad way I mean it in a go out and get drunk and come home with more money than when you left kind of way. As where the other guys are mistaken for the physical side of what you’d think a boyfriend would do, NTB is more the emotional side.
He’s someone who will be there if I’m having a bad day and crack a bad joke to cheer me up. He’s also someone who will listen to me vent no matter how ridiculous I sound. I feel bad for him some days because he has well and truly seen me at my worst and that’s not a pretty picture.
He got his name NTB (Not The Boyfriend) because of some of our conversations. To anyone else reading them they’d think he was my other half. We were talking about how we needed to work on our relationship and our commutation skills. I’d never agree to that with a real boyfriend. We’d breakup and I’d move on, but for NTB I’m more than happy to work on those things.
Like I said it’s a weird relationship, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. He is someone I really trust and care about and that’s rare for me. I don’t trust anyone. He’s just down earth and easy to talk to and he makes me laugh. That makes him a winner my books.
Anyways my dears, I need to crack on with a few things. Have a great weekend and as always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
NTB isn’t like those guys. There isn’t even any harmless flirting there. Actually once upon a time there was a little flirting on my part but he’d never flirted back and that’s just no fun. Have you ever tried one sided flirting? I don’t recommend it.
NTB and I have a weird relationship and I don’t mean weird in a bad way I mean it in a go out and get drunk and come home with more money than when you left kind of way. As where the other guys are mistaken for the physical side of what you’d think a boyfriend would do, NTB is more the emotional side.
He’s someone who will be there if I’m having a bad day and crack a bad joke to cheer me up. He’s also someone who will listen to me vent no matter how ridiculous I sound. I feel bad for him some days because he has well and truly seen me at my worst and that’s not a pretty picture.
He got his name NTB (Not The Boyfriend) because of some of our conversations. To anyone else reading them they’d think he was my other half. We were talking about how we needed to work on our relationship and our commutation skills. I’d never agree to that with a real boyfriend. We’d breakup and I’d move on, but for NTB I’m more than happy to work on those things.
Like I said it’s a weird relationship, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. He is someone I really trust and care about and that’s rare for me. I don’t trust anyone. He’s just down earth and easy to talk to and he makes me laugh. That makes him a winner my books.
Anyways my dears, I need to crack on with a few things. Have a great weekend and as always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Wednesday 11 May 2011
Moods Begone
Anyone who knows me has witnessed my unique ability to talk myself out of most moods. I am not sure where this ability comes from. My best guess it’s from my years of working retail and having to detail with asshole customers then 10 seconds needing to be happy and ready to help the next.
It probably comes off a little crazy to people who don’t know me the first time they see me do this and it might even be a little confusing for them. They normally get clued in pretty quickly and they get use to it. Most of them find it really funny and I can’t blame them for that. Normally even I’m laughing by the end.
It kind of plays into my theory sometimes all you need to do is vent or the old saying “a problem shared is a problem halved”. I feel better afterwards and then I can move on to handle things like an adult.
I love to do this technique through email because at the point I’m writing it there is no one adding fuel to the flame. I get what’s bugging me off my chest and later after I’ve calmed down I get some sensible decision about what happed. Plus later when I read it back it’s pretty damn funny. I rarely mice my words in those kind of messages.
Through my message blurting I find I can self extinguish most moods. The only down side is because I can sort my own moods out some conversations I should have never take place. People may not know I’ve been an offended or have taken issue with something because instead of dealing with the source of the problem I just deal with effect it has on me. Sometimes it doesn’t end in a pretty picture.
I’ve always been told you can’t control the acts of others but you can control you react to them. So that’s why I deal with things within myself instead trying to change others, I just figure it’s easier. Don’t get me wrong if something is truly bugging me or if I know I’m right I'll put you in your place quicker than you can blink your eyes. But I pick my battles. Sometimes it’s just not worth the headache.
I’m heading off to bed guys, sweet dream. As always stay safe and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.
Love Always,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
It probably comes off a little crazy to people who don’t know me the first time they see me do this and it might even be a little confusing for them. They normally get clued in pretty quickly and they get use to it. Most of them find it really funny and I can’t blame them for that. Normally even I’m laughing by the end.
It kind of plays into my theory sometimes all you need to do is vent or the old saying “a problem shared is a problem halved”. I feel better afterwards and then I can move on to handle things like an adult.
I love to do this technique through email because at the point I’m writing it there is no one adding fuel to the flame. I get what’s bugging me off my chest and later after I’ve calmed down I get some sensible decision about what happed. Plus later when I read it back it’s pretty damn funny. I rarely mice my words in those kind of messages.
Through my message blurting I find I can self extinguish most moods. The only down side is because I can sort my own moods out some conversations I should have never take place. People may not know I’ve been an offended or have taken issue with something because instead of dealing with the source of the problem I just deal with effect it has on me. Sometimes it doesn’t end in a pretty picture.
I’ve always been told you can’t control the acts of others but you can control you react to them. So that’s why I deal with things within myself instead trying to change others, I just figure it’s easier. Don’t get me wrong if something is truly bugging me or if I know I’m right I'll put you in your place quicker than you can blink your eyes. But I pick my battles. Sometimes it’s just not worth the headache.
I’m heading off to bed guys, sweet dream. As always stay safe and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.
Love Always,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Sunday 8 May 2011
Chicken Man
I was chatting with NTB the other night and as I wacked my head off the wall for the second time in 15 minutes it hit me how much I truly miss Chicken Man.
That man could read me like a book. He could be on the other side of the world and he’d know by my choice of words how I was feeling. From day one we were just on the same page. We just understood each other.
We were very alike in some ways. We loved our impendence, and hated having someone looking over our shoulders and that may be why we understood each other so well. If most people went a week without speaking to their other half you’d think something was wrong. We did that all the time and it only made our relationship stronger. We didn’t need to speak every minute, when we were apart we did our own thing and when we were together we were all that mattered.
Call me crazy but I like my relationships severed with a bit of space. Don’t get me wrong I love spending time with whoever I may be dating but I don’t need to see them every day. The only person I need to see on a daily bases is me.
I feel sorry for any guys I date or even guys I meet because they’re always going to be messaged against Chicken Man. I know I may never find anyone like him again but I’m not going to settle. Chicken Man was manly man but he also shared my interest in theatre. You don’t often meet a straight guy that is willing to go see a musical with you. He was something special.
I learned a lot from him and he sure as hell made me stronger. I’m loving this time of my life being single and just being me but sometimes something happens and it reminds me I’m working without a safe net now. Nobody to catch me if I fall.
Anyways my dears I need to go cheer myself up. Nothing like writing a blog to make you feel worse then you already did. I’ll feel better in the morning I’m sure. Talking things through hurts but its better in the long run.
Love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
That man could read me like a book. He could be on the other side of the world and he’d know by my choice of words how I was feeling. From day one we were just on the same page. We just understood each other.
We were very alike in some ways. We loved our impendence, and hated having someone looking over our shoulders and that may be why we understood each other so well. If most people went a week without speaking to their other half you’d think something was wrong. We did that all the time and it only made our relationship stronger. We didn’t need to speak every minute, when we were apart we did our own thing and when we were together we were all that mattered.
Call me crazy but I like my relationships severed with a bit of space. Don’t get me wrong I love spending time with whoever I may be dating but I don’t need to see them every day. The only person I need to see on a daily bases is me.
I feel sorry for any guys I date or even guys I meet because they’re always going to be messaged against Chicken Man. I know I may never find anyone like him again but I’m not going to settle. Chicken Man was manly man but he also shared my interest in theatre. You don’t often meet a straight guy that is willing to go see a musical with you. He was something special.
I learned a lot from him and he sure as hell made me stronger. I’m loving this time of my life being single and just being me but sometimes something happens and it reminds me I’m working without a safe net now. Nobody to catch me if I fall.
Anyways my dears I need to go cheer myself up. Nothing like writing a blog to make you feel worse then you already did. I’ll feel better in the morning I’m sure. Talking things through hurts but its better in the long run.
Love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Wednesday 4 May 2011
Post-It Communication
I recently had a following out with someone because of lack of communication or miss communicate I think is a better way to put it.
He felt I didn’t share my feelings with him; instead I turned to my blog. I don’t share that opinion. I feel I did tell him how I felt but he just didn’t hear it. This has left me thinking would the world be a better place if we communicated via post-it notes?
I’ll admit I didn’t tell him in the most straight forward way. Females rarely do. I like to throw things like that into the middle of email or just into a casual conversation. I don’t want to show weakness and if I can bury it in a message, I will. It makes me feel less of a failure. I still have said it. I’ve just didn’t said it with arrows pointing to it. Looking back it would have been easier to stick a post-it to forehead saying “I feel neglected”.
Just think about how many less fights there would be if you could just make your point via post-it notes. There would be no saying “you didn’t tell me” or “I didn’t know”. I mean if it’s stuck to their body nobody can play dumb. How easy would breakups be? “We’re over, you’re a cheat, Take your stuff”. No tears, no guilt, just stick it and leave.
I may take to leaving post-it style messages. I just like the idea of ditching the bullshit and being straight forward. Not sure if that will keep me out of trouble or land me in more. Who cares, I’m always in trouble for something. Can’t please everyone or in my case anyone.
Anyways I’m heading off guys. Stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
He felt I didn’t share my feelings with him; instead I turned to my blog. I don’t share that opinion. I feel I did tell him how I felt but he just didn’t hear it. This has left me thinking would the world be a better place if we communicated via post-it notes?
I’ll admit I didn’t tell him in the most straight forward way. Females rarely do. I like to throw things like that into the middle of email or just into a casual conversation. I don’t want to show weakness and if I can bury it in a message, I will. It makes me feel less of a failure. I still have said it. I’ve just didn’t said it with arrows pointing to it. Looking back it would have been easier to stick a post-it to forehead saying “I feel neglected”.
Just think about how many less fights there would be if you could just make your point via post-it notes. There would be no saying “you didn’t tell me” or “I didn’t know”. I mean if it’s stuck to their body nobody can play dumb. How easy would breakups be? “We’re over, you’re a cheat, Take your stuff”. No tears, no guilt, just stick it and leave.
I may take to leaving post-it style messages. I just like the idea of ditching the bullshit and being straight forward. Not sure if that will keep me out of trouble or land me in more. Who cares, I’m always in trouble for something. Can’t please everyone or in my case anyone.
Anyways I’m heading off guys. Stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Sunday 1 May 2011
Why I blog
“Keep a diary and one day it’ll keep you” – Mae West
I love that quote by Mae West. It isn’t the reason I started keeping a diary but it is the reason I continue keeping one. And hopefully one day my collection of lessons learned the hard way and things that would only happen to me, will pay off for me.
I started keeping a diary when I was younger because of a therapist. I use to have really bad nightmares, I would cry and scream in my sleep and no one could wake me up and when I would wake I wouldn’t remember anything. So she asked me to keep diary so she could work out what was causing the dreams. We never did work it out but by 4th grade I pretty much stopped having them. By then the habit of writing about the day’s events was ingrained in me.
It’s become something I turn to. Some people turn to family members or friends, when things get to me I turn to my diary and now my blog. It helps me sort my head out and deal with whatever is bugging me. Sometime all a person needs to do is vent and a diary won’t think less of you if you change your mind 5 minutes later.
10 years ago I went from keeping a handwritten diary to keeping it on my computer and then 3 years ago I made the decision to post them online as blog. I thought someone else may be able to learn from my mistakes. I figured it would good idea to share my thoughts and feels with other people who may or may not feel the same way I do.
I don’t post a blog every day however I do keep a paper based bullet point “diary” on a daily bases. I write things down as they happen, how I feel and small things and then at a later date I use those notes and turn it into a blog post. The only problem I have with that is I have to match my post to my mood. I can’t write about being happy when I’m sad.
I don’t always post that way. Sometimes I sit down and write what I’m feeling. If I’m really upset or confused I like to work that way because if nothing else it helps me sort my head out. It helps me work through things and figure out what actually happed and how to fix it or in some cases make it worse.
When I went from paper to blogging online I said I wouldn't treat it any differently but that didn’t work so well. I blog under The Honest Bitch so I can be blunt and honest and keep some privacy for the people I write about. Sadly that hasn’t worked so well for me. I’m still learning how to balance being honest and blunt with not slandering people.
I don’t blog to hurt people and I am sorry to anyone I may have hurt through it. Anyways my dears I’m heading off. As always stay safe guys.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
I love that quote by Mae West. It isn’t the reason I started keeping a diary but it is the reason I continue keeping one. And hopefully one day my collection of lessons learned the hard way and things that would only happen to me, will pay off for me.
I started keeping a diary when I was younger because of a therapist. I use to have really bad nightmares, I would cry and scream in my sleep and no one could wake me up and when I would wake I wouldn’t remember anything. So she asked me to keep diary so she could work out what was causing the dreams. We never did work it out but by 4th grade I pretty much stopped having them. By then the habit of writing about the day’s events was ingrained in me.
It’s become something I turn to. Some people turn to family members or friends, when things get to me I turn to my diary and now my blog. It helps me sort my head out and deal with whatever is bugging me. Sometime all a person needs to do is vent and a diary won’t think less of you if you change your mind 5 minutes later.
10 years ago I went from keeping a handwritten diary to keeping it on my computer and then 3 years ago I made the decision to post them online as blog. I thought someone else may be able to learn from my mistakes. I figured it would good idea to share my thoughts and feels with other people who may or may not feel the same way I do.
I don’t post a blog every day however I do keep a paper based bullet point “diary” on a daily bases. I write things down as they happen, how I feel and small things and then at a later date I use those notes and turn it into a blog post. The only problem I have with that is I have to match my post to my mood. I can’t write about being happy when I’m sad.
I don’t always post that way. Sometimes I sit down and write what I’m feeling. If I’m really upset or confused I like to work that way because if nothing else it helps me sort my head out. It helps me work through things and figure out what actually happed and how to fix it or in some cases make it worse.
When I went from paper to blogging online I said I wouldn't treat it any differently but that didn’t work so well. I blog under The Honest Bitch so I can be blunt and honest and keep some privacy for the people I write about. Sadly that hasn’t worked so well for me. I’m still learning how to balance being honest and blunt with not slandering people.
I don’t blog to hurt people and I am sorry to anyone I may have hurt through it. Anyways my dears I’m heading off. As always stay safe guys.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Sunday 24 April 2011
Customer Service Not Rocket Science
Why do companies find customer services so hard to get right? It really isn’t rocket science. Good customer service comes down to one thing.... Common courtesy.
Not everyone is suited to a customer facing role. You need the right sort of person. You can’t train people to be nice and polite; they need to have been raised that way. You can’t expect people to change habits of a live time, that’s unrealistic.
I don’t blame the people themselves, it’s not their fault they weren’t raised right, I blame the company that puts unsuitable people is roles they have no business being in. If the person swears or is rude in the back shop odds are they’re going to do it on the shop floor. It’s the manager’s job to contently be evaluating their staff. If they have rude, difficult staff interacting with the public they should be fired.
Customer service work is so simple and it really fucked me off when it’s done poorly. All that you need to do is be personable and listen. The customer isn’t always right but either is customer service rep. And customer service reps should remember that before the start with the attitude and mouthing off to customers. Remember at the end of the day the customer pays your wages.
My golden tip is if the customer is right, acknowledge it. Everyone loves to know when they’re right, it gives them a good feeling and they’ll remember you for it. (Comes in handy the next time when they’re wrong).
I worked customer services and other customer facing roles for a long time and have been lucky enough to win awards and be recognized for my hard work. So I do know what I’m talking about and I’m not just seeing it for a customer’s stand point.
Anyways my dears it’s been fun ranting but I have a few things I need to get done. Hope you have a good evening and as always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxoxo
P.S Happy Easter :-)
Not everyone is suited to a customer facing role. You need the right sort of person. You can’t train people to be nice and polite; they need to have been raised that way. You can’t expect people to change habits of a live time, that’s unrealistic.
I don’t blame the people themselves, it’s not their fault they weren’t raised right, I blame the company that puts unsuitable people is roles they have no business being in. If the person swears or is rude in the back shop odds are they’re going to do it on the shop floor. It’s the manager’s job to contently be evaluating their staff. If they have rude, difficult staff interacting with the public they should be fired.
Customer service work is so simple and it really fucked me off when it’s done poorly. All that you need to do is be personable and listen. The customer isn’t always right but either is customer service rep. And customer service reps should remember that before the start with the attitude and mouthing off to customers. Remember at the end of the day the customer pays your wages.
My golden tip is if the customer is right, acknowledge it. Everyone loves to know when they’re right, it gives them a good feeling and they’ll remember you for it. (Comes in handy the next time when they’re wrong).
I worked customer services and other customer facing roles for a long time and have been lucky enough to win awards and be recognized for my hard work. So I do know what I’m talking about and I’m not just seeing it for a customer’s stand point.
Anyways my dears it’s been fun ranting but I have a few things I need to get done. Hope you have a good evening and as always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxoxo
P.S Happy Easter :-)
Thursday 7 April 2011
Turnabout Is Fair Play?
I was planning to write a blog about being fucked off with people not being there for me when I go out of my way to be there for them. I was going to write about me quitting being a friend, and invoke the playgroup law of turnabout is fair play.
Oddly enough I was reading some of my old blogs and I was reminded of something Neal inspired me to write about seeing the good in things. Despite the fact I’m not happy with him right now I’ll give credit where credit is due and he’s a smart guy, and that’s a great lookout to have.
This has left me thinking that maybe quitting being a friend isn’t the right way to handle things. As much as I want to tell people to fuck off, people being a crappy friend isn’t an excuse for me to be a bad friend as well. I should just take the high road. Karma will get them for me.
I would have been within my rights to declare “turnabout’s fair play” and be a complete bitch to everyone but why should I sink to their level? I’m going to take the high road and just play nice then when karma kicks their ass, I’ll take satisfaction in that. There is nothing like revenge without getting hands dirty.
I just want thank my readers for being better friends then most of my real ones, you guys are amazing. I have to head off so as always, stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Oddly enough I was reading some of my old blogs and I was reminded of something Neal inspired me to write about seeing the good in things. Despite the fact I’m not happy with him right now I’ll give credit where credit is due and he’s a smart guy, and that’s a great lookout to have.
This has left me thinking that maybe quitting being a friend isn’t the right way to handle things. As much as I want to tell people to fuck off, people being a crappy friend isn’t an excuse for me to be a bad friend as well. I should just take the high road. Karma will get them for me.
I would have been within my rights to declare “turnabout’s fair play” and be a complete bitch to everyone but why should I sink to their level? I’m going to take the high road and just play nice then when karma kicks their ass, I’ll take satisfaction in that. There is nothing like revenge without getting hands dirty.
I just want thank my readers for being better friends then most of my real ones, you guys are amazing. I have to head off so as always, stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Wednesday 30 March 2011
Setting The Record Straight
I’ve been asked the same question a lot lately, I have answered most of them individually but since I’ve been asked so many time I thought I’d just set the record straight in a little blog.
You guys always make me laugh and you have been very opinionated on this matter so let me just tell you guys straight, I am not nor do I wish to be fucking Neal.
Let’s start with the main issue and there are a few with your ideas. His penis isn’t 3,000 kilometers long. I’ve never seen it but I assume a penis that size would be in Guinness or something.
The other problem is I don’t date or sleep with guys that are younger then I am. It’s just one of my little quirks. I’m sure there are lots of great guys younger than me but I just find it off putting. They have to be older and they have to be taller that is the law.
I’ve loved reading your opinions and thoughts on this “relationship”. They have made me laugh. My favorite ones are the ones where you call him the devil and tell me Mr. X is my soul mate. I love you guys but you’re crazy.
Please don’t get me wrong, Neal is an amazing guy and I care for him but he isn’t the future Mr. Honest Bitch. For one minute forget about him being young and his penis not spanned the Atlantic but the honest truth is I don’t begin to meet his standards either. We’re both pretty set in stone about what we want. But feel free to keep sending me your ideas and opinions because they never fail to put a smile on my face.
I love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
PS Stay safe
You guys always make me laugh and you have been very opinionated on this matter so let me just tell you guys straight, I am not nor do I wish to be fucking Neal.
Let’s start with the main issue and there are a few with your ideas. His penis isn’t 3,000 kilometers long. I’ve never seen it but I assume a penis that size would be in Guinness or something.
The other problem is I don’t date or sleep with guys that are younger then I am. It’s just one of my little quirks. I’m sure there are lots of great guys younger than me but I just find it off putting. They have to be older and they have to be taller that is the law.
I’ve loved reading your opinions and thoughts on this “relationship”. They have made me laugh. My favorite ones are the ones where you call him the devil and tell me Mr. X is my soul mate. I love you guys but you’re crazy.
Please don’t get me wrong, Neal is an amazing guy and I care for him but he isn’t the future Mr. Honest Bitch. For one minute forget about him being young and his penis not spanned the Atlantic but the honest truth is I don’t begin to meet his standards either. We’re both pretty set in stone about what we want. But feel free to keep sending me your ideas and opinions because they never fail to put a smile on my face.
I love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
PS Stay safe
Saturday 19 March 2011
Internet Friends
When I say internet friends I’m not talking about those “friends” you have online to stretch an itch. I’m talking about those few friends you’ve met online, who live on the opposite sides of the world and you continue to chat to because you like each other and have things in common. Those few special randoms you just click with.
I almost feel that the friendships you form online are more pure. You’re not influenced by who they hang out with, who they’re dating or having to be seen in public with them. These friendships are formed and last because you can be completely honest with one and other. You don’t have to pretend to be something you’re not and you don’t have to worry about maintaining a certain reputation. You’re just you.
It’s kind of weird when you think about it, you form these close friendships with people you probably wouldn’t recognize in the street. Neal is the perfect example, I felt horrible that I hurt his feelings and I may or may not have cried about it. Anyone who knows me wouldn’t believe that for second. I've never been sorry for anything I’ve said. After all it’s only my personal opinion. So the idea that I could feel bad over a relative stranger is crazy. Then again I’ve never been normal.
The other big benefit to having good internet friends is they don’t know you’re real life friends. This means you can vent, moan and bitch all you want without fear that the person will find out. Internet friends are also great for unbiased opinions. They have no motivation to lead you astray.
The other great benefit is if things turn sour Internet friends are easy to get rid of. Block button, appear offline then are so many ways to get rid of them. You hope it never comes down to that, but if they go crazy they’re easier to hide from than real world friends.
Internet friends have an important role to play in the circle of life. Anyways guys I’m off have a great night and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
I almost feel that the friendships you form online are more pure. You’re not influenced by who they hang out with, who they’re dating or having to be seen in public with them. These friendships are formed and last because you can be completely honest with one and other. You don’t have to pretend to be something you’re not and you don’t have to worry about maintaining a certain reputation. You’re just you.
It’s kind of weird when you think about it, you form these close friendships with people you probably wouldn’t recognize in the street. Neal is the perfect example, I felt horrible that I hurt his feelings and I may or may not have cried about it. Anyone who knows me wouldn’t believe that for second. I've never been sorry for anything I’ve said. After all it’s only my personal opinion. So the idea that I could feel bad over a relative stranger is crazy. Then again I’ve never been normal.
The other big benefit to having good internet friends is they don’t know you’re real life friends. This means you can vent, moan and bitch all you want without fear that the person will find out. Internet friends are also great for unbiased opinions. They have no motivation to lead you astray.
The other great benefit is if things turn sour Internet friends are easy to get rid of. Block button, appear offline then are so many ways to get rid of them. You hope it never comes down to that, but if they go crazy they’re easier to hide from than real world friends.
Internet friends have an important role to play in the circle of life. Anyways guys I’m off have a great night and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Sunday 13 March 2011
Speaking My Mind
Last week Neal said something to me about venting and if I have a problem with it he has messages with me venting. He may have been joking but my first thought was good ahead girlfriend.
I vent to stop me saying things to people I’ve already said to them. It stops me becoming a broken record. I may be a bitch not I’m not sneaky. If I have something to say I’ll say it. I’m not afraid to speak my mind.
My rants are talked about years after the fact. Besides changing men on a weekly basics, I’m known for my rants and if you think I’d waste my “A” material on a someone who is as good as imaginary, you’re crazy.
I love Neal dearly, he’s a great guy but he’s not getting my “A” material unless I ever feel the need to get pissed off with him. Which is unlikely, we just snap at each other and I ended up in tears. It’s never got to the point when I’ve needed to sling comments at him. Plus I wouldn’t want to; my blogs reaches 500 people less than his videos. Life lesson – Never fuck with people that are more powerful then you.
I understand the importance of playing nice. You can’t speak to everyone in the same way. Some people need things wrapped up in a positive bow and others you can tell them straight. I’d rather tell people straight, I don’t like to play nice but I can do it unlike some people I know. That why I like Mr. X he has the inability to play nice and I love that. You don’t have to read in-between the lines with him, he’ll tell you how it is with no regard for human feelings.
Anyways dolls I have things to do, I’ll speak to you all soon. As always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
I vent to stop me saying things to people I’ve already said to them. It stops me becoming a broken record. I may be a bitch not I’m not sneaky. If I have something to say I’ll say it. I’m not afraid to speak my mind.
My rants are talked about years after the fact. Besides changing men on a weekly basics, I’m known for my rants and if you think I’d waste my “A” material on a someone who is as good as imaginary, you’re crazy.
I love Neal dearly, he’s a great guy but he’s not getting my “A” material unless I ever feel the need to get pissed off with him. Which is unlikely, we just snap at each other and I ended up in tears. It’s never got to the point when I’ve needed to sling comments at him. Plus I wouldn’t want to; my blogs reaches 500 people less than his videos. Life lesson – Never fuck with people that are more powerful then you.
I understand the importance of playing nice. You can’t speak to everyone in the same way. Some people need things wrapped up in a positive bow and others you can tell them straight. I’d rather tell people straight, I don’t like to play nice but I can do it unlike some people I know. That why I like Mr. X he has the inability to play nice and I love that. You don’t have to read in-between the lines with him, he’ll tell you how it is with no regard for human feelings.
Anyways dolls I have things to do, I’ll speak to you all soon. As always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Tuesday 8 February 2011
Missing Having a Boyfriend
I’m currently missing having a boyfriend. It doesn’t happen often normally I’m in a relationship wishing I was single. But right now I’m missing having someone to be there and care about me. Can anyone else tell I’m sick?
I generally hate it when a guy tries to look after me or fight my battles for me. I’m more then capable of doing those things myself. When you’re an only child being independent is the name of the game so I find it patronizing when guys open doors for me or takes my hand to lead me somewhere, the only thing that runs through my mind is I’m not 3.
However when I’m sick my opinions change. It’s the only time I don’t mind being treated like a girl. I like to be taken care of when I’m sick. I like to lie in bed and cuddle up and fall asleep on a guy’s chest. I like to know everything is taken care of.
You know writing that I’m starting to understand why guys are always so confused about what women want.
Let me help you men out. When we’re ill we want you to shut up and do what you’re told and in-between orders we want you to become a human pillow. When we're not ill we want you to offer to do things and from there we'll tell you whether to carry those ideas out or not. It’s not rocket science.
Anyways dolls I need to take a nap. I hate being ill all I seem to do is sleep. As always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
I generally hate it when a guy tries to look after me or fight my battles for me. I’m more then capable of doing those things myself. When you’re an only child being independent is the name of the game so I find it patronizing when guys open doors for me or takes my hand to lead me somewhere, the only thing that runs through my mind is I’m not 3.
However when I’m sick my opinions change. It’s the only time I don’t mind being treated like a girl. I like to be taken care of when I’m sick. I like to lie in bed and cuddle up and fall asleep on a guy’s chest. I like to know everything is taken care of.
You know writing that I’m starting to understand why guys are always so confused about what women want.
Let me help you men out. When we’re ill we want you to shut up and do what you’re told and in-between orders we want you to become a human pillow. When we're not ill we want you to offer to do things and from there we'll tell you whether to carry those ideas out or not. It’s not rocket science.
Anyways dolls I need to take a nap. I hate being ill all I seem to do is sleep. As always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Sunday 9 January 2011
Men Born In The Wrong City
Hey Dolls,
I’m thinking about the few guys I’ve actually clicked with in this country. I’m sure you remember my theory that there is an ocean between land masses for a reason, and you shouldn’t date people who are not from your land mass. So I’m thinking about why I’ve managed to find 2 guys here that I’ve liked.
Clearly those two are Chicken Man and Mr. X. After thinking about it long and hard I’ve decided they have a non English attitude. Chicken Man is well travelled so I can blame his attitude on that. He reminds me of someone from Toronto. He’s a little rude in a way you can’t get made about. He comes off nice but in is privet he’s just a bit of a bitch.
Then we have Mr. X who is clearly a New Yorker. He’s wrapped up in his own world, a lot of attitude, could be mistaken for rude and not understood by outsiders. He rarely reads my blogs so I may get away with this. Plus I think that’s the nicest thing I’ve said in a while.
You’ve heard of men born in the wrong body, well these are men that were born in the wrong city. English people have a unique sense of humour and a way about them. I need to find someone on this island who doesn’t necessarily lacks those English traits but has them in a Canadian friendly dose. In 10 years I’ve found 2....I’m screwed.
Anyways my dears I’m heading to bed to dream about a Chicken Man that’s still in this country or a Mr. X that is dateable.
Nighty Night
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxoxo
I’m thinking about the few guys I’ve actually clicked with in this country. I’m sure you remember my theory that there is an ocean between land masses for a reason, and you shouldn’t date people who are not from your land mass. So I’m thinking about why I’ve managed to find 2 guys here that I’ve liked.
Clearly those two are Chicken Man and Mr. X. After thinking about it long and hard I’ve decided they have a non English attitude. Chicken Man is well travelled so I can blame his attitude on that. He reminds me of someone from Toronto. He’s a little rude in a way you can’t get made about. He comes off nice but in is privet he’s just a bit of a bitch.
Then we have Mr. X who is clearly a New Yorker. He’s wrapped up in his own world, a lot of attitude, could be mistaken for rude and not understood by outsiders. He rarely reads my blogs so I may get away with this. Plus I think that’s the nicest thing I’ve said in a while.
You’ve heard of men born in the wrong body, well these are men that were born in the wrong city. English people have a unique sense of humour and a way about them. I need to find someone on this island who doesn’t necessarily lacks those English traits but has them in a Canadian friendly dose. In 10 years I’ve found 2....I’m screwed.
Anyways my dears I’m heading to bed to dream about a Chicken Man that’s still in this country or a Mr. X that is dateable.
Nighty Night
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxoxo
Thursday 6 January 2011
Turning a negative into a positive
Being a Toronto Maple Leafs fan I was born with thick thin. We are the most chirped and hated team in the NHL and because of this, we learn from a young age to have a sense of humour about things. We know we suck and half the chirping you hear about the Leafs are from other Leafs fan. And might I say our chirps are more original and funny then ones by other teams. The Maple Leafs last won Lord Stanley’s cup in 1967. That was before man walk on the moon. Here’s one for you that was before the 911 emergency service started. Hell Canada wasn’t even a hundred years old yet. Because of these horrible facts Leafs fans are experts in turning negatives into positives. Whether it just a joke that makes people smile (throwing waffles) or just enjoy the little victory like a good hit or great fight.
This is one of those hockey lessons that translates well into your day to day life, things may suck but there‘s still something positive you can take from it.
I’m not a positive person in general, my mind set isn’t “it’s raining....well the flowers will get watered”. My mind set is more “fuck my jeans are going to get wet.” However when it comes to relationships or work I like to forget the feelings and the tears and just hold on to the lessons. There is no use beating yourself up about things you can’t change but if you learned a lesson and are able to successfully apply that lesson in the future. It’s been worth it.
You may have gotten hurt once, but the lesson you learned from it will prevent you getting hurt again. So if 1 heartache can prevents 5 more....I think the lesson paid for its self. You may completely hate someone for what they’ve done, that my dear friend is motivation. Hate isn’t a negative thing if you do positive with it.
I’m heading off guys. I hope your 2011 has started off well. Remember 2011 it’s not rocket science.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
This is one of those hockey lessons that translates well into your day to day life, things may suck but there‘s still something positive you can take from it.
I’m not a positive person in general, my mind set isn’t “it’s raining....well the flowers will get watered”. My mind set is more “fuck my jeans are going to get wet.” However when it comes to relationships or work I like to forget the feelings and the tears and just hold on to the lessons. There is no use beating yourself up about things you can’t change but if you learned a lesson and are able to successfully apply that lesson in the future. It’s been worth it.
You may have gotten hurt once, but the lesson you learned from it will prevent you getting hurt again. So if 1 heartache can prevents 5 more....I think the lesson paid for its self. You may completely hate someone for what they’ve done, that my dear friend is motivation. Hate isn’t a negative thing if you do positive with it.
I’m heading off guys. I hope your 2011 has started off well. Remember 2011 it’s not rocket science.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Saturday 27 November 2010
12 Months On
I’m sat here on my bed reflecting on the past year. For you people that have been reading my blogs for a while in there various locations will remember last December wasn’t a great month for me. It’s kind of nice to see sit here realize how much I’ve grown as a person in the past 12 months.
I’m almost thankful for the trauma I received last year; I wouldn’t be nearly as strong if it wasn’t for him. I’m not the same person I was back then. My views have changed, my attitude is different and my opinions of people are very different.
I’m sure all the changes haven’t been for the best, I’m more dismissive towards guys then every before. I actually used the line “I wouldn’t go out with you unless I ran out of material for my blog”. I’m not sure a year ago I would have been the mean towards a stranger. Personally I blame it on “strange danger” PSA’s growing up.
I don’t see any of my changes as a bad thing. I’m smarter when it comes to men, I’m stronger in the way I handle them and I’m normally able to weed out the freaks before the first date. I’m also a lot pickier and less flexible in changing my requirements. If you don’t tick all the boxes, I’m not dating you. It’s as simple as that.
It was joked that last December I was weakened, the same can’t be said this year. I’m back to being a strong willed Bitch and you know what? I love it! It’s nice having the power back. I guess the song is right; it’s never to late too start all over again.
I’m off to watch some HNIC. Fingers crossed the Leafs can win this round of the battle of Ontario.
Go Leafs Go
The Honest Bitch
X X X X X X
I’m almost thankful for the trauma I received last year; I wouldn’t be nearly as strong if it wasn’t for him. I’m not the same person I was back then. My views have changed, my attitude is different and my opinions of people are very different.
I’m sure all the changes haven’t been for the best, I’m more dismissive towards guys then every before. I actually used the line “I wouldn’t go out with you unless I ran out of material for my blog”. I’m not sure a year ago I would have been the mean towards a stranger. Personally I blame it on “strange danger” PSA’s growing up.
I don’t see any of my changes as a bad thing. I’m smarter when it comes to men, I’m stronger in the way I handle them and I’m normally able to weed out the freaks before the first date. I’m also a lot pickier and less flexible in changing my requirements. If you don’t tick all the boxes, I’m not dating you. It’s as simple as that.
It was joked that last December I was weakened, the same can’t be said this year. I’m back to being a strong willed Bitch and you know what? I love it! It’s nice having the power back. I guess the song is right; it’s never to late too start all over again.
I’m off to watch some HNIC. Fingers crossed the Leafs can win this round of the battle of Ontario.
Go Leafs Go
The Honest Bitch
X X X X X X
Monday 6 September 2010
Thinking about love
Hey Guys,
I hope everyone is alright. I’m currently snuggled up in bed thinking about love. Is anyone else shocked? I’m well aware that when people talk about me love isn't something that would even cross their mind. I’m well known for going through men on almost a daily bases. I’m not the falling in love type.
Saying all that I did fall in love once upon a time and the hard part for me is I haven’t be able to morn that relationship because it didn’t end on bad terms. We both love each other but sadly we had to end things because of his work. I always believed that if its meat to be he’d come back to me but it’s been a long while and now I’m having to realize I’m really alone.
I don’t really believe in happily ever after, I kind of figure at some point in your life you decide why the hell not and just settle for whatever you have at the time. You live in the same house for years wondering what the hell went wrong, and then you die. That’s the story Disney won’t tell you.
Before you ask I’m not sad or feeling upset, I’m just someone who believes that if you aim to high you can never truly be happy. I’m also someone who has for many years said she plans to a bingo spinster and possibly owning a few cats.
Anyways dolls I’m going to go sleep now.
Love you all and please stay safe
Queen Bee xxx
I hope everyone is alright. I’m currently snuggled up in bed thinking about love. Is anyone else shocked? I’m well aware that when people talk about me love isn't something that would even cross their mind. I’m well known for going through men on almost a daily bases. I’m not the falling in love type.
Saying all that I did fall in love once upon a time and the hard part for me is I haven’t be able to morn that relationship because it didn’t end on bad terms. We both love each other but sadly we had to end things because of his work. I always believed that if its meat to be he’d come back to me but it’s been a long while and now I’m having to realize I’m really alone.
I don’t really believe in happily ever after, I kind of figure at some point in your life you decide why the hell not and just settle for whatever you have at the time. You live in the same house for years wondering what the hell went wrong, and then you die. That’s the story Disney won’t tell you.
Before you ask I’m not sad or feeling upset, I’m just someone who believes that if you aim to high you can never truly be happy. I’m also someone who has for many years said she plans to a bingo spinster and possibly owning a few cats.
Anyways dolls I’m going to go sleep now.
Love you all and please stay safe
Queen Bee xxx
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