The whole opening doors or not for women, thing. I don’t get it. Its such a contentious issue, STILL. I honestly think that people should just get over it.

Now, by this, I don’t mean that women should get over it… I mean, all those MEN that claim that women get offended and bawl them out, for opening doors for them, should get over it.
Men that refuse to open a door for me when I have my hands full, cos ‘Aren’t you a feminist or something?’ (Yeah, dead set, that did actually happen) should get over it.

This morning before work, I was at the news agency buying a bus ticket. There was a man coming in, as I went out. He tried to pull the door open, but it swings the other way, so I pulled it open my way, and held it open for him to walk past.
What ensued was a very awkward situation where he wouldn’t let go of the door until he had held it open for me… which crowded up the door frame, and meant I had to duck under his arm to get out of the shop.

Now, I didn’t get annoyed with him. He was trying to be polite… I did however find it a very amusing situation, and a case where it would have been simpler if he’d ignored the gender role, and just walked past me.

<a href=”http://feministing.com/archives/008332.html”>There are no words.</a>

Honest, I find it somewhat hilarious that so many people Google the phrase “women aren’t attracted to men”.
I should be glad though. It generates a lot of traffic for my little blog here.

So anyway, one of my colleagues just twigged that I go for girls not boys. *blink* Wow. Maybe I am losing my queer-aura if it took him 6 weeks to figure it out.

You know, when I believed that I would spend the rest of my life as a woman, I was very very very firm about not having children. It just wasn’t going to happen. At all. EVER. 

(I had two, TWO twenty-one year old guys tell me that they could never love me if I didn’t marry them and bear their spawn. Is it just me, or is 21 a little young for thinking about marriage and breeding?)

I had terrible nightmares about babies. About childbirth, about motherhood. Erk. Just thinking about them now is making my uterus flinch. My mother didn’t believe me, and my boyfriend thought I was nuts. 

Everyone told me that I would get over my ’silly fear’, and get to want a baby. When I was 27. 27 seems to be the magic number for baby-fever.

So anyway, my ’silly fear’ would keep me awake at night. I freaked whenever my period was late, even if I hadn’t had sex for months. Because, you know, PREGNANCY IS A VIRUS YOU CAN CATCH THROUGH A HANDSHAKE. I had a hard-core baby-phobia.

Then when I came out as a lesbian, I eventually decided that maybe, one day, if I happened to be with a chick that wanted a baby, then I might be amenable to the idea, if my physical person was not involved in the incubation process.

What I found really interesting though, was the idea that I could be a FATHER is so appealing to me. Which is probably all tied up in the cultural norms that mean mothers are never good enough, and fathers are the best, even if they screw up, cos MY GOD A MAN TRIED.

I haven’t made up my mind on babies, to be honest. I like the idea of toddlers. I would love to adopt a child. If I had a partner who was dead set on going through the pregnancy and birth experience, and we had decided on having children, then I would be fully supportive of that. Especially if they figure out that EGG + EGG = EMBRYO technology. That’s mostly the science geek in me talking though.

I figure my genetic material is probably alright. I mean, everyone in my family is bat shit crazy, but I suspect that being raised in a bat shit crazy family is the primary cause of that, not genetics. 

I’m a pretty stunning specimen of a fellow. I have blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, strong. A right old aryan. 

So I’ve offered up my eggs to anyone who needs them, and I’ll get a bunch frozen before I go on T.

I have no idea why I am writing a post on this. I kinda wanted to write about how there is that cultural norm of men being useless with babies, and women being naturals (post-child birth at least). But I got distracted by my own handsomeness.

Children are such a controversial topic. 

Straight couples have the whole adoption vs pregnancy debate, which has pro’s and cons on both sides.

Homosexuals have even bigger issues.

Adopt? Donor? Our own? Who’ll Incubate then? Will they let deviants like us adopt anyway?

And then you get on to how to raise the kid! That’s even WORSE.

Who’ll be the primary caregiver? Should we let them wear pink/blue? Is Barbie an acceptable plaything? Does that answer change if the child is male?

What do we name them? Do they get contact with their biological parent(s)? Should I let my mother into our lives?

Religion? School? University? What if they turn out to be heterosexual?

ARGHH!

So anyway. Hat tip to all you parents out there, for SURVIVING! Congrats. Hope you and the Offspring have a great 2008. Happy new year to the rest of ya to.

I am going to restart my comic “Cheerful Megalomaniac” some time soon. I’ve started writing scripts and such. As my loyal fan base though, you get the first taste of comicky goodness.

Click on the thumbnail to see the full size image. The file is 1440×900, and 170kb if you want to download it as a desktop theme.

(this is just a draft, by the way)
 

I’ve been offline for 24 hours! It was quite traumatic for me, I assure you. I apologise to those people who had comments waiting in moderation for me.

So, first thing: THANKYOU SO MUCH to everyone that donated money towards my rent. An especially big hugs to Paul. I guess I have some drawing to do. I’ll post the first parts of the comic here as soon as I have internet access at the Cottage.

Today I went to Centrelink to apply for unemployment benefits today. It was a fun filled adventure, as anyone who has ever applied for ‘NewStart Allowance’ will be able to sympathise with me. I was directed to use their phone, and sit through a phone interview. When they asked me if I was living with anyone else, I told them that I was living with a housemate, and confirmed that yes he is male. Apparently because I am living with someone of the opposite sex I have to fill in form MOD LR, intead of being able to go straight onto payments. I muttered “Oh for gods sake” at this point, and the woman on the other end of the phone asked what was wrong. When I replied “I’m a lesbian.” she responded “Oh yes, according to Centrelink homosexuals don’t exist.”

I thought that response was gold, and I hope that she doesn’t get into trouble for it.

I do have some promising looking free-lance Internet Marketing gigs coming up, but there is no way I can live on no money until they pan out, or don’t. So donations are still appreciated, and meanwhile I am still applying for retail positions and attending “Job Network Interviews” on request of Centrelink. I hope something turns up soon, Summer Soltice is coming soon, here down under, and I would like to be financially secure by then.