Happy Bashing of Popular Culture

Now that I have my writing fingers back, I'd like to address an issue that's commonly around in popular "culture", especially in the bloody anime that I so much, eh, invertedly like. Hmm, hmm, what could it possibly be, the dear reader might now wonder. Well, I won't keep you wondering any longer.

It's about, surprise, surprise, lesbians!

Seriously, besides the suddenly expanded Google factor of this blog, what is it with them? It's like the bloody things are on every corner of the internet and/or anime (at least from my humble - and minimal - observations). Mind you, I'm not actually meaning the real things - the ones in the real world that go about their lives and business like everyone else. It's the intensely irritable glamorous image of the male fantasy put into graphical viewable version.

I mean, what the hell? I suppose it's understandable that two attractive women are more appealing than a male and a female. But still. Why does every anime I happen to be given links to/stumble across have a lesbian side-kick that will constantly be hitting on the huge-chested heroine? (How they walk with those things without traumatic experiences is another big question. Pun intended) Why are there lesbians in commercials? Well, actually, why are there half-naked women in drenched, revealing shirts on TV in the first place? Where are the feminists looking?

Alright, alright... So I suppose it's an attractive fantasy that is all too easy to abuse when you're out of other ideas. And I suppose it can be awesome and so on and so forth, potentially. But stopping to think about it for a moment...


Question A: If female homosexuality is so awesome, why is male homosexuality, then, such a horror to many of the people concerned?

Question B: What do you figure your chances to be hit on by one/two hot lesbians? I'd gather pretty low. Why would they want a male? Hm? HMMM? Can't answer it? Oh well. I suppose reproductive instinct kinda fails here by making false assumptions.

Question C: Imagine yourself falling in love - unknowingly - with one. Maaaaaaan. Talk about a hopeless situation. Are the lesbians still that hot after that thought?

Question D: Just... what is it with the fascination? I fail to understand, mind explaining it?




Whew. Finally, a bashing of things that deserve being bashed.

Nasal Spray

So, yeah. I'm addicted to nasal spray called Otrivin. Guess I should've seen it coming, "don't stuff it up your nose and squeeze for more than 10 days in a row", indeed. Of course, they don't say why, else I might have actually thought twice about that 11th day.

Thing is, without the bloody thing, I'm more or less unable to breathe. With it, I obviously can - but that's not all, I noticed an interesting, more "complacent" mood shift after taking the medicine. So, today, I decided to break free of its clutches and I'm not taking another drop of it. Even if I won't be able to sleep a few nights.

Of course, it'd be too simple if I just had decided to stop taking the nasal spray shots. Thing is, amusingly enough, I actually had the shakes. As in, withdrawal effects. Nearly half the day I felt like an ADHD patient, not able to focus on anything for more than ten-fifteen minutes. Rather an interesting feeling, to be quite honest, except the ever-growing anxiety really gets to you in the end.


Summary: Don't take nasal sprays for longer than recommended.