You Are 20% Girly
Um... you're a guy, right? If not, you're the most boyish girl in the world.
And for you, that's probably the ultimate compliment.
I have to say, I am slightly disappointed that apparently, I am a dude. What the hell?!? They just didn't ask the right questions -- I love flowers, and going to the opera, and I like to wear perfume. I like girly movies and I cry at them without fail. And hey, I at least own some makeup. My husband thinks I'm girly enough, so I guess that's what counts.
For a total non-sequitur (how do you spell that anyway?): recently my uncle wrote a blog entry on perception vs. reality. Today I hopped aboard the clue train as I had a nice little perception vs. reality experience. The other day I commented on the Up In Alaska blog about how I thought hiking without an iPod was a better experience. Today, another reader made a comment that I was "micromanaging" that girl's life. Whoops. I certainly didn't mean to. So here's my perception: my comment was useful, friendly, and might provide some different perspective. Reality: my comment was unsolicited, a little bossy, and seen as intrusive by that community. I guess it's just a reminder that just because I read a blog all the time does not mean that I am a part of that community and I should butt out.
For the record (because this is my blog and I can say whatever I want here), I really do think that an iPod takes away some of the hiking experience. I really love getting to the top of a mountain and hearing the marmots sing, and the wind whistle in my ears. It gives me a sense of peace and freedom that I wouldn't get if I were listening to music, no matter how much I liked the music.
But that's just my $0.02.