Last night I spent with some guy friends of mine.  Three guys, one for every ladies' tastes, as they explained it to me (Black, hispanic, white).  They are on vacation in Las Vegas for three days and of course trying to get as much action as they can.  Their game plan was to use me as the wingwoman (which I did horrendously at) and then their camera as an opener.  "Can you take a picture of us?"

I hate this question, more than most others. I am at a loss for words because this question always has an implied motive or will eventually lead somewhere I would prefer it did not. Most of the time, this question ends in me feeling negative and usually annoyed. Perhaps this is simply an example of my impatience with a majority of people (Really, must you interrupt me with your inane questioning?), but I detest being asked whether I have a boyfriend. More Here...

Let me start off by saying that I am the anti-girly girl when it comes to relationships or guys in general. In fact, my roommate knew not to get all giddy when I told her about the guy I'm currently seeing. I don't believe in being obnoxiously spoiled or constantly attended to or all those other stereotypical wants and needs girls are "supposed to" have. I could go as far as saying that I'm on the verge to being a feminist, as well. All I ask for is a simple bit of TLC. I like things simple. I even get easily disgusted by too much cute-coupley stuff.

With that said, the guy I am dating now knew all of that right off the bat, since I told him when we were just friends, and it appeared that it was his first time dealing with a non-clingy/needy girl. We even discussed our ideal relationships before anything happened and we both agreed we wanted something really simple. Something that didn't entail the mess of a title and a "so and so is now in a relationship with ____" facebook change. What we both found out we wanted was a serious-no-strings-attached-type of relationship. Now, that may sound confusing to many of you, but, to us, this ideal would just be like any other relationship without the title. Yes, some people want/need the title, but our thought was, if you want to be with someone, you should just be with them--no questions asked. I see now that, like many ideas in life, it is always better on paper than in real life.

So this brings me to what's been on my mind: jealousy. More Here...

I know there are several things out there now that can lower your odds of getting pregnant, but what happens when you do get pregnant? Do you keep it? Give it up for adoption? Or have an abortion? More Here...

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It all started when my coworker sent me this gynecology knowledge test with a slew of multiple choice questions. One of them asked which was the healthiest for the vag: lace, cotton, or going commando. I thought the right choice was cotton but apparently it's being in the buff. 

So as some of us are debating about the choices, I expressed my dislike of going in the buff because I can't stand the thought of my bare bottom touching public surfaces. Sure I could hang around my apartment naked but then if my friends found out, I doubt any of them would ever want to come and sit on my couch. More Here...