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When It Rains, It Pours: April [clean-queen]

8 Jun

The packing and moving phase happened so quickly there was no time for simultaneous cleaning of the SpoKompton (referred to from here on out as the “old” apartment) which was a major bummer now.  Because Cool got to be in the NEW apartment and new city, working, while I had to clean all by myself.

Spokane Apt 010

It was a much bigger job then I anticipated–and it sucked.  The old apartment still had utilities–thank goodness I had the foresight not to shut them off.  But it was echoing, dusty, and cold inside.  And we had no TV, bed, or anything, really to keep me occupied or comfortable in any way.

Also, there had been a lot of messes made, wear & tear, and damage done over the prior 4 years and 7 months in there:  Cool spilled a bottle of bleach AND a bottle of laundry soap on the carpet the first week we had moved in.  Sloppy had sand-crabbed litter so much that tiny sand was embedded in the carpet, in the seam between the carpet and wall, and dusting the walls.  My daily tread-milling had left black marks on the carpet at each of the 4 points of impact.   There were about 800,000 holes in the walls.

And stuff that wasn’t our fault, such as mold growing from the walls, grease on the kitchen ceiling from no ventalation, and grout deterioration lended to an overall feeling of grossness, and panic.  We certainly were not going to get our deposit back as I initially hoped–but would they charge us for damages??!


And I had Sunday from 10-ish AM to Monday at 6AM before my house-sitting job started.  And the work sucked, I was alone with it, and to tell the truth, I no longer cared so much about the OLD apartment.

But I gave it a good effort.  Oh yeah, I forgot, there were remnants (more then I knew!) that hadn’t been packed on the first go-around.  Like, the fridge and freezer had been untouched.  So I’m cleaning, I’m trying to stuff things in Rusty, and I’m throwing a TON of things away.  So many things.  Perfectly good items, or items I would just have to re-buy in the new state but would keep or didn’t fit.

My friend from work came over (in a skirt?) to help for 5 hours, and I’m glad she did, because I might still be there otherwise.  She spackled for a fill 70 minutes, and there were still holes in the walls. . .

I slept on the dusty, cold floor that night, and was pretty well mentally finished the next day.  But I pressed on for my of my first day into house-sitting.  And I could have spent the whole 10 days cleaning and it still wouldn’t have looked nice.  So I made the choice to be finished Monday then focus on my house-sitting job.  Because the animals were lonely, I was getting paid GOOD money to do it, the apartment wasn’t going to look nice no matter what I did at this point, and it wasn’t fair that 100% of the job fell to me anyway.

But I fretted that we were going to get charged.

Still, the lure of warmth, the animals, a mattress, kitchen, and most of all–a TV–made me finish up.  I turned in our keys and left Riverton Terrace forever.

Next:  House-sitting, the NEXT long drive, and (more) unpacking.

Sex Kitten: A Look at the Implications of Language

9 Jun

The language itself is a pervasive force–it is the way we communicate our expectations, how we preceive ourselves as a country, and the way we convey our deepest feelings.  When the dialect is biased it shows a prejudice on a deep level for the body of people using those words.  With frequent use, words become so ingrained they are “natural.”  When this happens their true meaning is lost, and people use them without thinking about their consequences.  Nothing could be worse because the insidious factor becomes an underlying, furtive force chipping away at their targets ubiquitously.  It’s a lot easier to fight an enemy you can see. . .

We have some beautiful words in the English language:  Ailurophile means a lover of cats.  Dalliance is a brief love affair.  Lissome is slender and graceful.  Sumptuous means lush or luxerious, both of which are also beautiful descriptive terms.  Here’s more:  http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1Golkm/deshoda.com/words/100-most-beautiful-words-in-the-english-language/

Instead of using those we resort to the more evocative, yet detrimental slang words.  Everyone should know by now that sexual terms for women are degrading, or at the very least objectify females while sexual terms for men are boastful and have positive connotations.  I have provided a few examples to display what I mean about our sexism in our vocabulary.  On the men’s categories I have emphasized the negative terms or ones that objectify guys.  On the Female entries, I emphasized the neutral or positive words.

Guys that have a lot of sex:

Balla, Chick-magnet, Gigolo, Hustler, Mack, Pimp, Playa, Play-boy, Player, Stud

Females that have a reputation for having a lot of sex:

Cougar, Easy, Floozy, Harlot, Ho, Hooker, Hussy, Loose, Prostitute, Sex-Kitten, Shorty, Skank, Slut, Sorostitute, Tease, Temptress, Tramp, Promiscuous, Whore

As you can see, the men have just one negative connotation among a plethera of positive proclamations, while all but one of the women’s terms villianize them for having sex.  This says our society pats boys and men on the back for having intercourse, even if it’s considered a lot of sex, but look down on girls and women for doing the same thing.  Or being accused of doing it.  Or just acting like they might want to. . .  This double standard is unfair.

When it comes to sex, our language proves that we are not very educated.  At most the terms are ignorant and show a lack of knowledge of our most private parts.  At worst, the words are harsh and evoke feelings of shame while implying the body is dirty.  Remember that I have emphasized words that can be construed as negative for men, and terms that are neutral to positive for women.

Slang for Male Anatomy & Physiology:

Balls, Boner, Cock, Cum, Cumshot, Dick, Jism, Jizz, Johnson, Juice, Junk, Load, Nut, Pecker,  Schlong, Skeet, Splooge, Spunk, Wang, Weiner, Willy

Slang for Female Anatomy:

Bearded-clam, Beaver, Boobs, Box, Bush, Button, Cooch, Coochie, Cooter, Cunt, Hole, Jugs, Love-button, Muff, Poon, Poontang, Pussy, Slit, Snatch, Tits, Titties, Tuna-fish, Tuna-juice, Twat, Vag,

Even using the highlighted words, the rule still stands that men get a lot more positive ways to describe their anatomy, while women’s body parts convey mystery and secrets.  Or, if we are familiar with them at all, are described as disgusting.  Dick and pecker are neutral slang terms for a man’s penis, and are only highlighted because a guy could be called these terms in an angry tone of voice to show displeasure.  Boobs, Box, Button, Hole, Love-button, and Vag and emphasized as neutral to positive only because they do not make me cringe as the other words in the set do.  Granted, they are still not the most stellar or accurate descriptions.  What does it mean for women if the best words to describe their bodies are still ignorant or just borderline horrid instead of absolutely insulting?

Gendered Terms Used to Describe Males:

Buff, Charming, Cocky, Cut, Douche, Dude, Gay, Fag, Faggot, Handsome, Hunk, Prince, Pussy, Queen, Studly, Strong, Stud-muffin, Suave, Tall, Transvestite 

Gendered Terms Used to Describe Females:

Babe, Bangin’, Barbie, Beautiful, Betty, Bimbo, Bitch, Buxom, Chick, Cupcake, Curvy, Cute, Dear, Delicious, Delightful, Dog, Dumb-blonde, Drama-queen, Dyke, FineFoxGorgeous, Goddess, Honey, Hun, Lesbian, MILF, Muffin-top, Pretty, Pumpkin, Stunning, Sweetie, Sweetheart, Tight, Voluptuou

Based on the descriptive terms of men and women, what do you think our society values about females?  Just look how many words are in bold to signify a positive connotation!  BUT is it positive to sexualize and objectify women?  What happens when looks are valued above personality and character?  These words show an impossible standard that women are supposed to live up to–and not many do.  Even worse are the emphasized terms on the men’s side.  Note how all the negative words that describe males mean homosexual or feminine.  So the worst thing a guy can be–is female or gay (= too feminine)?

The take home message here is 1:  Our English language shows our bias against females and 2:  We need to be especially careful how language is used to avoid stigmatizing and marginalizing any population.

Poo-Phile [posted 1-29-08]

17 Jan

I started a new 2nd job yesterday.  I thought it would be a good way to alleviate some debt,appease the veterinary admissions board, and pacify my lingering depression from the cabin-Mansion.  Right now I’m working with pigs. Soon mice (or was it rats?) will be added to that. My job is very similar to the dairy job I had. I take ear, shoulder, rump, tail, and rectal temps. I also get respiration rates on the control and heat stressed pigs. As part of my responsibilities, I relieve some of the grad students’ burden by helping with data entry, which is super-boring. The only cool thing about typing, or should I say pecking, is I can listen to my I-Pod at the same time!

As an aspiring veterinary student striving to bulk up my application, I’ve worked with small animals forever now.  As well as building my resume’ and getting me experience, it conciliates a need within me to be in the proximity of creatures.  It’s no big deal to see the body fluids of dogs and cats. I also have horse experience.  Horses are probably the cleanest of all animals. The worst thing about them is their urine—it smells awful!

My question to you is, which is worse—hogs or cows?  Many would think pigs are more dirty and smelly than dairy cattle.  Not the case.  There is no palliating the smell of a cow.  My car reeked just from me sitting in it after work.  Laundry detergent won’t touch it.  Pigs get a bad rap.  They’re actually very clean animals.  I milked and helped with heat stress research on 40 cows when I was a college freshmen, and there are many reasons why cows are dirtier.

The sheer volume of cow crap is waaay more than pigs can produce.  They are constantly going!  Cow poo is liquid-y.  When it hits the floor, or your boot, or your arm (you get the picture) it splatters.  Cows think it’s funny to lie in their poo as well.  It dries on their sides and back, or worse, it doesn’t dry and they lovingly rub against you.  Shit everywhere!

Cows are also secretly aggressive.  They allay you into thinking they are calm and slow-moving.  They have long tails and know how to use them.  No matter how much relief a cow feels by being milked, she will fuss about the process.  Many a cow shit on their tail then, swung the dirty tail around.  Once a cow hit me in the FACE with her shitty tail–it really sweetened the deal *sarcasm*.  This was the same cow that urinated down the back of my jeans as I squatted to milk her—on Thanksgiving.  Happy Holidays to me!

The obvious benefit of pigs is you don’t have to milk them every day at 4 am and 4 pm. Cow hours were not cool.  Nothing could alleviate my tiredness after working that schedule.  No amount of sleeping during the day can ease the fatigue of being up, and work at 4 AM.  Another advantage to pigs is the biosecurity. We are required for the health of the pigs to wear coveralls and boots. This means my clothes don’t get as dirty and a little bit of the smell doesn’t permeate through it. Ok, I still smell like pig a lot, but it’s not AS bad. . .  So far.  Cow stayed on me for days—even after laundry and shower. I guess it got in my pores. The dog just loved it, and her desire to continuously sniff me and my dirty clothing could not be mollified.

Pigs have solid stools.  They also produce much less.  It does not splash and if the 24 pigs lie in it they really have to squish around in it in order for it to stick to them—rarely happens.  So far, pigs haven’t tried to cover me in feces and urine.  They can be secretly aggressive when it comes time for rectal temperatures.  They will lie with their butt on the ground, refusing to move.  They also walk forward to escape the probe, or backward squishing the probe and your hand against the back door.  Who can blame them though?

The verdict?  I liked the personalities of the cows better.  They were sweet, sometimes saucy girls.  I had fun working with them.  Of course, I don’t know the pigs very well so far, but they seem less animated.  Maybe they’re just shy working with a new person.  I’ll give it more time.  At any rate, my new part time job is going pretty well.  I’m probably going to have more stories about it later.