Friday, October 26, 2007
There are a lot of degrading words used to describe girls and women. One of them is “Chick.” Since we rarely resemble small fuzzy farmyard animals, this term is rather absurd. Instead, we've reclaimed the word, reformatted it and are offering a new and improved definition. See the 1st post, Hot Chiks Code, in the Oct. archives.
About Me
- Name: Theresa
- Location: Iowa, United States
I'm one of two Hot Chiks hosting this blog. While I strive to be a Super Hero, I'm learning to accept my place in the Universe as The Love Goddess. You'd think I'd be fully satisfied being a popular Diety. However, in my heart-of-hearts, I yearn for mutant-powers, a body-hugging lycra-spandex outfit and a gold lame' cape.
Previous Posts
- Don't Lower Your Standards
- True Love Stories
- I Hate Myself In Your Eyes
- Temptation
- Song of the Day
- Women Like Her
- Deja Vous
- Dear John
- I'm a Fool for You
- The Day I Found Out I Was Black and Then I Wasn't
More Than A Little Twisted
- Aisha the Hottie-Hot-Hot Chik
- Hot Chiks Love Andy's Tum-Tum
- A Little Piece of Assclown
- Hot Blaze Chik
- Hot Chiks Love to Bougie
- Brea the Hot Chik
- Capt. Corkilicious
- Chick the Hot Chik
- Hot Clew Chik
- Crap Flinging Monkey
- Blah-Blah Dan
- G'Night Hot Chik
- Figleaf's Hot Chik Approved Sex
- Hot Chik Jayne
- Joy to be a Hot Chik
- Julie the Pleasure Hot Chik
- Not So Naive Hot Chik
- Practically Perfect Ed
- Perishable Hot Chik (Erin)
- Popeye the Scream
- Polyman's Defaulted Living
- Revision99 (Hot!)
- Ron the Not Chik
- Hot Sassy Chik
- Shephard's Alley (w/cute cats)
- Spin Doctoring Hot Chik
- Steve Sounding Off
- Nosthegame2
- Hot Tripped Chik
- Turkish Hot Chik
- Ve's Nonsenseness
- Zoooomin' Hot Chik
9 Comments:
Not true, they go away too, just not on purpose.
That's good, but I take it you're running out of stuff!
I want to agree, and then... I know I've made men cry, and I'd like to think I was worth it - even if I regret hurting them.
Sounds like a country song, fer shure.
Merry Christmas,little mouse!
p.s. Where are you?
I've been cried over. And I've never been worth it.
I'll mess you up if you don't come back to blogging! Am I expected to survive with only this other riffraff?
Pishposh!
I can't just tell myself, "He isn't worth crying over." Because I am so involved in the relationship. My emotions are all tangled up with his.
I've just gotta push him away until I can't feel him anymore.
But I am in this weak position for him. I let myself become vulnerable. And maybe he isn't worth everything I've put out there for him to take but that's what fucking relationships are all about.
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