yeah I’m weird
Man Uggs!
November 11th, 2010 by Sipora | No Comments | Filed in boyz, deep thoughts, pixI recently purchased my first pair of Uggs! (Yes, I actually had the money this year. I’m really moving up in this world.) Black, tall, and extra comfy. They really are super awesome. They’re basically outdoor slippers. When I get home I usually kick off my shoes but the Uggs stay on, my feet engulfed in their furry warmness- that sounds dirty, hmmm. Now my question is- How come I don’t see men wearing Uggs? There’s nothing feminine about them. And they’re marketed to men too. Men really need to take advantage of them! I’ve noticed that many people are against men wearing Uggs- saying they’re gay, sissy, blah blah blah. I think a REAL man would wear Uggs. I’d be all over a guy that sported some hot Uggs. I totally encourage this comfy fashion statement. I’ve posted a pic of Petey, my dad’s bird, sitting on my new Uggs and a bunch of men wearing Uggs.
POF II
November 9th, 2010 by Sipora | 2 Comments | Filed in boyzI have decided to take a hiatus from online dating. I know, I know, what ever will I do with my time? I guess I’ll have to find something actually productive to do. Hmmmm. I’ve previously blogged about some of the special guys that have written to me. Well here’s some more. Please note that I have not changed anything- spelling, writing style, etc. Yes, people really are this special…….
-Dpwarner- Hay sexy contact me
-TW80- Hi Sb**. My name is Tim and I think that I am the man for you. You say you like chocolate. I am chocolate. You say you like Mad Men. I can be madly in love with you. And you say you like Lost. I am lost for words when it comes to expressing how beautiful you are. Let’s talk and explore the possibilities. That would be really nice. Tim
-Primbud- Hello SB,
It’s nice to meet you. I liked your straight-forward and hopeful profile. I also found it cute you put “some bad tv” along with “good tv” in your interests. I am an honest, patient and loyal educator in Queens. Others, females (all this year), have described me as:
-”warm”
-”very thoughtful”
-”so cute”/”handsome”/”cute”
-”sensitive”
-”intelligent” …
If you like my profile, I look forward to your response. Have a pleasant weekend.
-TW80- Hello Ms. Sbny. This is Timmy, the guy that is craving your attention. That is a nice picture right there with you having a drink, but it can be even better if I’m on the other end of that table.lol. Honestly, you are beautiful. Let’s talk and be friends.
P.S. Don’t worry if things sky rocket between you and I, I am ready and willing to convert. Timmy
-Artsystuff- You’re very pretty. I’d love to go down on you.
Best,
Aaron
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST…
-Bigmuzcles- wow you are gorgous, like big fun muscular guys I hope
Babble
November 2nd, 2010 by Sipora | No Comments | Filed in deep thoughts, reflectingWhen does one make a life change? I think a routine is good. I like a routined life. Keeps me stable….and healthy. But we all crave something more. Something exciting. Sometimes I wonder about the meaning of life. What’s the point? So many people have a hard life. Harder than mine. But I think life’s pretty hard. It’s not easy. Nothing has ever come easy and there are so many goddamn obstacles! I think you have to find it in yourself- that calm comfortable place. Comfortable to be alone, alone with crazy shit going on around you. There’s so many paths you can travel on- life. How do you know if you’re making the right decision. What if you make a decision and it goes horribly wrong? And you’re fucked? I guess life is about taking chances and being brave. I think everyone needs to be brave and go outside their comfort zone. Too many people get comfy in bad relationships, bad jobs, bad boring lifestyles. Some people like that- hmm. I don’t want to be held back. Sometimes I feel that. Does your life affect somebody else’s? Probably. I think it’s okay to be selfish sometimes. You need to do what’s best for you. I think happiness is really important. If you’re happy that is great! But are most people really happy? I don’t know. So when do you make that life change? I guess you just have to do it and do it the best you can.
One of my favorite quotes: Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice; it is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved. – William Jennings Bryan
Geisha
October 28th, 2010 by Sipora | No Comments | Filed in deep thoughtsI am currently reading the book Memoirs Of A Geisha by Arthur Golden and I must say that I am really enjoying it. This morning while reading on the subway I came across a sentence I really liked. I dedicate it to all the superficial men (and women) out there.
Sayuri- “I had to wonder if men were so blinded by beauty that they would feel privileged to live their lives with an actual demon, so long as it was a beautiful demon.”
Photo Booth Beauty (video)
October 22nd, 2010 by Sipora | 2 Comments | Filed in reflecting, videoWatch video here!- youtube version
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Photo Booth Beauty from Sipora W on Vimeo.
Fresh Air
September 30th, 2010 by Sipora | 1 Comment | Filed in kvetchingI’ve been craving fresh air lately. I just want to go outside, breathe in hard and fill my lungs up with fresh, clean air. City air is killing me. My lungs are probably black and I don’t even smoke. I think the nastiest air might be in my own little Queens neighborhood- especially in the summer. And no I’m not talking about garbage. I’m talking about dog piss. Almost everyone in the city has a dog and that results in A LOT of dog piss. And dog piss smell doesn’t go away. I think it’s actually worse than dog poo. It sits there on the sidewalk and lingers. It’s so bad on the sidewalk near my apartment building that my superintendent has to hose it down everyday, sometimes twice a day. I’ll happily walk outside my building on a Saturday afternoon and get suffocated by the foul smell and want to puke. I’d like to stand on a glacier and breathe in, or a huge empty field somewhere upstate New York and just breathe for like :30 minutes. I work in Manhattan and it has to be one of the stinkiest cities in the world. All the cars and trucks and buses and their exhaust- yuck. I’m surprised all that stink isn’t affecting my brain, well maybe it is and I just haven’t caught on yet cause I’m slow due to the stink. Wednesday is trash night in the city. That’s always a special walk for me. Sidewalks covered with garbage. Bums knee deep in trash looking for cans. The stench sizzling out the tops of the piles. It’s amazing how the smell comes and goes. It floats up to your face then disappears as you quickly walk away from the offending garbage pile. Until, SMACK it hits you again as you walk down the next block with its heaping garbage pile. Maybe it’s just me but I find that way more men are wearing cologne these days. And I think women are wearing less perfume. I personally don’t like a guy that wears cologne. I like the raw man smell- HA. Um I once invited a guy back to my apartment that wore like a freakin bottle of cologne. He stank, his car stank, and I’m sure his house stank (never went there). So anyway, he sat on my couch with me…blah, blah, blah and after he left my couch stank like his cologne for like three days! And I didn’t even like him that much and I was stuck smelling his yucky cologne, being reminded of him. How about bad breath? Ever kiss someone with bad breath? I have. It’s basically like eating poo. Sorry to be so vulgar. I’ve also sat next to someone on a bus with bad breath- for five hours! And that person fell asleep with his mouth open. I wanted to toss a few tic tacs in there. Sooooo I really need some fresh, crisp clean air. I can keep going- dirty bums on the subway that crapped themselves, people farting or that just have bad BO on the subway, nasty public bathrooms, etc. I gotta get out of this city.
New Obsession
September 14th, 2010 by Sipora | No Comments | Filed in musicThis will be short and sweet but I’d just like to say how I am really loving this new band I found- Miami Horror. They are awesome! Makes me wanna dance!
















