Red Is Not For Love

Whever I write I always use red pens. I buy them by the box.I use Flairs, ballpoints, razor points, Magic Markers. All in that one color, Red. It's not because its a sexy color, or fiery, or the color of lipstick or passion or cherries. The fact is if you glare long enough at red, when you look away you see its primary opposite, green. I want to see green as much as possible. on a daily basis. Yes I am that focused. I am always moving forward. As a woman if your not moving forward, your actually moving backwards, even if your standing still. Because your not getting any younger. Status quo is death for a woman. Especially for a woman with no inheritance or lottery check in site.

War of the Sexes

We all know of the unfair treatment of women but what about the unfair treatment of women amongst eachother? I honestly believe women would be rulers of the planet if we weren't so damn jealous of eachother. Do we dress up and put on our full face war paint, so that men will look at us? Or other women? When we hear that little voice in our head that says we are not good enough in some aspect, is it because we are comparing ourselves to men or other women? We all know that the world is an unfair place genetically, biologically, and with respect to gender. A woman must scratch, climb, screw, and crawl to get what she wants. It may take adopting some unsavory methods. I'm talking about seoius behind-the-back, in-the-closet, while-she's-away, while-he's-away kind of stuff. Now, of course men have been calling us bitches for centuries for this kind of merciless behavior. But let's not forget. We hold the key to life. And we can't wait forever to do it. A man can. He can wait and wait and hold out and play around for pretty much as long as he likes. But we cannot. So at the end of the day there's some very tough competition between women. That's why women will always be checking out other women and making comparitive, sometimes shattering, mental notes.