Girls Gone Wild
One year ago I was sitting in my office, working, doing all of the normal things that I do on any given day, when an idea that I’d been tossing around in my head suddenly lunged forward into the forefront of my consciousness in the form of an immediate impulse, that I felt as if I didn’t act right away on it, that I might lose any chance of ever doing so again. I reached for my purse which was sitting on the floor by my feet and took out my wallet and started digging around for my Mastercard, and within a few minutes I’d done it; I bought my domain www.lazygeisha.com and was off and running. Within a couple of days I had secured hosting with a family member, set up and installed Wordpress, moved everything from my old Blogspot site to my new home and so the lazy geisha was officially born. The prior six months I had spent in the realm of Blogspot were good, great in fact, but this was something else, this is what I wanted and where I wanted to go, the question now was, what would I do once I got here? And after a year, I’m still not sure I’m any closer to answering that question today than I was a year ago.
The last entry I posted was back on June 20th, and even tho my time away has been well spent, it wasn’t exactly planned. Oh yes, a special thanks to those who sent me emails to see if I still had a pulse; yes, I do. Things are fine, there are no tragedies to report, the sky isn’t falling, and everything is good in my world. But, a lot has happened since I last turned to the pages of geishaland and ventured out into the realm of cyberia. No surprise, cyberia is still here!
I’m not exactly feeling introspective about my last year as a webmistress/webslut and digital cultural icon extraordinaire, because that would mean looking backwards. Tho, there are enormous benefits from learning from past mistakes, and for the most part, I’ve done so. It’s been quite a year for me in many respects. So much has happened. Time seems to move at a much faster pace in cyberia – there are those who are completely tethered to the net, who make it their life’s mission to keep tabs on what everyone else is doing, and that’s all fine and well if you have the inclinations to do so, but even I recognize that three weeks of silence can wreak havoc on any journal, so it seemed time for me to slowly wade back into the waters.
When we last chatted towards the end of June, I was deep into the baseball season, with the Red Sox in first place. Well, the Red Sox are still in first place at the All Star Break, tho we’ll save baseball talk for another day, but those last two weeks of June were absolute hell for me. Work stuff had piled up and I had to churn thru a bunch of things for the end of the month. Working 12 to 14 hour days left my brain feeling like a pile of mush, and with little to no energy to even think about writing for myself, I put geishaland off to the side and focused on my job.
There was, however, something I was thinking about at the time that I’d like to explore a bit now, and it even relates to how I spent the first week of July and the July 4th holiday.
I received an email from a guy that hadn’t contacted me since February, and it was the kind of email which felt a little fishy at first, but I played along. This guy was writing me to bring up some of the issues I had back in February when I lost my database; or should I say, when some vile net nitwits decided that the internet wasn’t big enough for them with me in it, so yes, you all know the story, I lost my database and was forced to start over. No big deal. I’m over it. But this guy was kind of poking at me a bit and suggesting that I might need some technical assistance with protecting my site. Not one to shy away from a challenge, I responded in the highly technical way which you’d all expect me to considering that I actually do have a brain and do know what I’m doing. My response seemed to rattle him a bit, and he wrote me back with what I can only describe as a completely chauvinistic tone. Oh joy, another guy intimidated by a smart woman.
This happens all the time, and so I started to think about the expectations of gender, and how a lot of guys expect us (especially if we’re pretty) to basically be dipshits without a clue about anything. We’re seen as soft and weak and stupid and just there to be seen as sex objects, and that really pisses me off! It isn’t like I walk around my house singing showtunes from West Side Story like, “I feel pretty… oh so pretty… I feel pretty, witty and gay… and I pity any girl who isn’t me today…!” but why is it that when we’re even considered marginally attractive, that somehow is supposed to equate itself with diminished mental capacity?
I think in some ways that we’re to blame for some of this, because I know a lot of girls who play the dumb card to get what they want out of men, and it works too. And yes… I’m also guilty of this kind of behavior, but then I started wondering… why we do it at all? Do we really lack the confidence as women to just stand up on our own two feet, use our own minds, make our own decisions, make our own money, and control our own lives? I suppose it could be worse; I could have huge breasts and when guys meet me their eyes would be looking down and I’d have to snap my fingers and remind them, “Hey! My face is up here!”
But here’s the other dilemma; I like girly things, I revel in my femininity, I own my sexuality, and I love the submissive aspects of that sexuality, but I’ve got a brain too, and I like computers and technology and am interested in science and politics and the world around me. And I have the feeling that most of us are that same mass of contradictions that I am, and there’s nothing wrong with that!
So, this past week was the long extended Fourth of July holiday, and I spent most of it with Lisa. Her family has a beach house on Cape Cod that they weren’t going to be using for the entire week, so I packed up my car and headed out to the beach. My son was invited by his best friend’s family to go on a camping trip with them, so he was gone. My husband had to work most of the week and didn’t join us until the weekend, so Lisa and I had almost an entire week to ourselves to sunbathe on the beach, drink, and go out dancing at night!
Now enter that mass of contradictions; two women go to a club to go dancing and the guys just start swarming; offering to buy us drinks (I didn’t buy a single drink for myself), wanting our phone numbers, wanting us to sit with them, wanting to dance with us, and yes, it’s fun and flattering, but I just wanted to dance and have a good time. Lisa is brutal with these guys, stringing them along and giving them the wrong phone number and they just keep coming, offering us more drinks, free drugs, go to a party after, go to another club, and it’s an endless jockeying for position and female attention. Am I complaining? Hell no! 
One afternoon we were laying on the beach and these two guys came up to us, they had to be in their 20’s, and I give them points for the effort, but they offered to apply suntan lotion to our backs. Very kind of them, yes? Then they asked our names, our phone numbers, where we were staying, and once again Lisa the Cougar went into action and had these guys running back and forth to the snack bar to get us drinks, bring us food, chase after our umbrella when the wind blew it away, shake out our beach towels, and basically be our servants for the day until it was time to go and we blew them off. Mmmm, cruelty is definitely a woman! :biggrin:
And yes, Lisa and I spent some very nice alone time together when we weren’t too drunk to stand! My husband joined us last Friday night and we all spent the weekend together and we finally got home late last night.
Is there more? Yes… and it will be coming soon. I’m thinking I might post some pictures of me and Lisa on the Sanctuary page, normal password rules apply, and I also renewed my domain for another two years, so it looks like I’ll be sticking around for at least that long. Maybe the internet still isn’t big enough, but we’ll see.
Enjoy your Monday!
Oh yes! Thank you Alexa for the Rockin’ Girl Blogger Award! It’s very cool!
I am glad you are back! I too have been touch and go with the cyber world myself. Although I always check to see if you had posted when I could. We have been on two very long camping trips. We have never camped as a family before either. Needless to say … it is no small task with two little ones in tow. But totally worth it!:) I admitt I was starting to get a bit worried these last few days once I didn’t hear anything! I know a lot has happend so I figured you would be taking a break for a while…but that”awhile” started to feel like a very very long time! Even with my crazy busy schedule! haha:)
As always I love you words and your great spirit!
ps:How do you get password picts.
I would love to see pictures!
Love,
Steffy