<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:00:16.013-08:00</updated><category term='meetups'/><category term='symbols'/><category term='Houston'/><category term='quick post'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='personal'/><category term='identity'/><category term='development'/><category term='tastes'/><category term='community'/><category term='gsa'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='links'/><title type='text'>The Asexualist</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-1915932231688822222</id><published>2010-11-25T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T12:45:37.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tastes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><title type='text'>I'm baaaaaaaaaack</title><content type='html'>Kind of.  I don't really know when or if I'll be making a lot of posts in the future, but I do, in fact, have some ideas, so... maaaaaybe.  But I did write this up on my phone in the wee hours of the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks my 20th birthday, as you probably did not know and the world  could care less about.  However, I mark this as a special occasion, not  simply for the enthralling fact that that is not one, but two decades,  but also because it marks approximately three years since I began  identifying in various circles as asexual.  Since many in this world  have taken it upon themselves to dismiss that there are, in fact,  asexual people in this world, and I have already devoted all nine  minutes of my birthday to contemplating this matter, I decided it was  time to try to think up another story detailing how I came to settle  upon asexuality and perhaps a clever metaphor to accompany it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, it has always appeared to me, from the moment that the idea  of different sexualities made itself apparent to me, that any  discrimination or denial thereof is absolutely absurd. As unappealing as  the idea of sticking various things in various holes and the fluids  involved therein was to me at the time, I didn't see why anything any  consenting adults did with each other in their spare time should be  anyone else's business. I just preferred scrabble. It didn't occur to me  until later in high school that my disinterest in the Great Pursuit  could be in itself a sexual orientation.  I actually first learned about  asexuality about two years before I began to identify as such--not so  much because I had reason to believe that I was not asexual, but because  I honestly didn't think my own orientation strange or important enough  to identify as anything.  It wasn't until my increased knowledge of  sexual practices and people's insane concern over sex later on in high  school that I began to take my (a)sexuality seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have changes greatly since then.  Almost immediately after I  began identifying, I stopped being repulsed by the idea of sex--even the  idea of trying it myself in some strange future.  Even so, I recently  gave up identifying as heteroromantic after many a year of aromatic  sentiment.  I still am asexual as ever though. My outlook on sex has  changed completely and I still can't conceive of myself being sexually  attracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I think it would feel bad (though it would still he  painfully awkward); it's just that even if I did greatly desire sex, I  would be out in the cold trying to identify the proper person to partake  in said act with.  I don't have anything, physically or mentally, that  perks up and pays attention when someone I find "sexy" is nearby.  I can  "oh" and "ah" over how pretty someone is, but I don't have an impulse  to get that person into my bed (it is a pretty small bed, after all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where your lovely little metaphor comes into play.  Let's say  that having sex is like listening to music.  For the sake of our  metaphor, let's say that people typically only acknowledge two kinds of  genres: pop and rock.  There's actually a whole lot of genres out there,  and things that don't fall into any genre, but for the most part,  people dismiss that weird stuff (HAHA I AM MAKING A GENDER REFERENCE DID  YOU NOTICE). Anyone that's lived in the world long enough tends to hear  enough little snippets of music to get an idea of what genre if music  they like by the time they grow up.  In magical-metaphor land, people  start really getting into music at a certain age.  They start doing all  sorts of things, like buying albums and going to concerts and all that.  Most people are into pop music, and while a lot, if not most people are  understanding of those heathenistic rockers, there are still many that  think anything other than pop is just heinous (and why do rockers have  to be so flamboyant?). As for those other genres--those are right out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are a few in the crowd that never really got all that  into music at all. They grew up thinking it was kind of weird that  people made such a big deal out of it. Some of them were actually tired  of hearing it so much on the radio--it was like it had been shoved down  their throats since birth! If these people told the music lovers,  though, they would be told all sorts of things, like "You just haven't  heard the right band", "You're just a repressed rock star", or even "You  just haven't heard ME yet".  But these people wouldn't even know where  to begin if they wanted to get into music!  Why did people like Miley  Cyrus so much, and why were only a certain odd crowd into Mindless Self  Indulgence? Most would end up buying a little music and even going to  concerts because they felt pressured to, though they considered concerts  to be mostly loud, sweaty and uncomfortable.  But honestly... Why was  it anyone's concern what bands people liked, or whether or not they  liked bands at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, this metaphor breaks my heart because I really love music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-1915932231688822222?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/1915932231688822222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-baaaaaaaaaack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/1915932231688822222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/1915932231688822222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-baaaaaaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaaaaaaaack'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-755054233967737291</id><published>2010-01-23T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:21:33.417-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tastes'/><title type='text'>Asexual Tastes</title><content type='html'>Okay, first of all notice that I am probably going to step back the updates to once a week or so now that school's started back.  I could probably do more than that but I'm afraid writing these posts will give me more of an excuse to procrastinate.  &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the post.  So last night I got one of these statements again, after Liz made a risque joke and be-boggled one of my friend's minds.  He said, "Why do the asexuals in our group have the dirtiest minds?!" And Liz quite summed up my feelings on the matter: "Because we're more objective about sex.  So we don't care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is not true for all asexuals.  I think it tends to have a more polarizing effect than other sexualities--you're either fantastically dirty-minded or fantastically sex-disgusted.  But being asexual does not necessitate being totally averse to the idea of sex, or even the idea of having sex.  This leads right into what asexuals like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go too much into the specific little icons the asexually community has latched on to--&lt;a href="http://theonepercentclub.blogspot.com"&gt;Ily&lt;/a&gt; already has a nice series of posts on that.  In general, though, asexuals do tend to like things that are (potentially) asexual--Sherlock Holmes, Doctor Who, etc.  But if those were the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; things asexual people could like, we'd be hard pressed find our interests.  This is why I bring up the dirty-minded part--that asexuals can be dirty minded, or at least like sexual things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my musical tastes, for instance.  Of course there's some classics, like Pink Floyd and the Who, and then my new fancy for old prog-rock band Yes.  But one of my VERY favorite bands is Of Montreal.  Readers, I LOVE Of Montreal, and Of Montreal is 80% sex and 20% crazy.  It's kinky and fun and glorious and musical and other descriptive terms.  But how can I like something that is so much sex?  The simple answer is that it's not like I have to be sexually attracted to this music.  To me it's still just music--so what if the lyrics are alllll about sex?  Hell, I love Pink Floyd's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wall&lt;/span&gt; and it contains such wonderful things as cheating on your wife and then running the girl that you cheated with out of your apartment but completely trashing your apartment and throwing stuff at her. Not something I can really relate to, but still one of my favorite albums.  Oh, and another song I really like: "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails.  If you're not familiar, you might want to look up the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So point being, tastes /= sexual preference.  And I will continue to rock on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also, does anyone have any bands or performers that appear to be somewhat asexual?  I was thinking that Sufjan Stevens has very non-sexual lyrics, but this may be more of an 'innocence' thing that permeates his lyrics.  Yes also has fairly non-sexual lyrics, but I don't know that they're completely devoid of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-755054233967737291?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/755054233967737291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/asexual-tastes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/755054233967737291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/755054233967737291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/asexual-tastes.html' title='Asexual Tastes'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-2289342491561969632</id><published>2010-01-20T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:00:01.869-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><title type='text'>The Dangers of Asexuality</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the title is a little alarmist.  &lt;s&gt;THE COMMUNISTS WILL STEAL YOUR ASEXUALS.&lt;/s&gt; This is more about some problems asexuals encounter in their everyday lives once they've got the whole 'asexuality' thing all nice and figured out, and especially asexuals that are out to their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak a lot from experience in this regard as I am an out asexual college student--at the age where most people are discovering when the whole chastity/abstinence thing is for the birds.  This leads to many different disconcerting scenarios and encounters with said 'dangers'.  These dangers are the dangers of navigating a sexual society while determinedly non-sexual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest problems I've encountered is the issue of mixed signals.  Asexuals aren't always aware that they're giving mixed signals to others.  What some people see as conversation is flirtation to others.  Once I got called out on this--I had a long conversation with a fellow male student I didn't know very well as we bitched about our chemistry teacher.  When the student left the room, another one of my male friends teased me for flirting with him.  I dismissed this immediately, but later I thought... oh God, what if that student &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; think I was flirting with him?  It's a common pitfall--you may see a conversation as having no undertone at all, but that's not necessarily the message the other person is getting.  I'm sure this is a problem amongst sexual people as well, but the situation becomes much more awkward amongst asexuals (many of whom don't pick up on this sort of thing at all). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another related issue is convincing others that your orientation is separate from other aspects of your personality and how you act.  I will admit to having the capacity of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horribly&lt;/span&gt; dirty mind.  I don't typically think of others in a sexual fashion, but by God, if there's a good dirty joke to be had I will find it.  I also try to dress attractively, not to attract others but because I like to think I have some sort of aesthetic sense.  Yes, I dress cheaply, but I will dress at least cleanly and nicely.  Oh, and did I mention I have a penchant for dresses and shirts that take advantage of having boobs?  I mean, I don't label them, but I know which shirts in my closet are "boob shirts". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these aspects of my personality and preferences are entirely separate from my sexual orientation.  Just because I'm asexual doesn't mean I can't dress nice, and I find that being removed from sexual attraction allows me to make some very refined dirty jokes.  Of the asexuals I'm personally acquainted with, only one is actually a bit squeamish of sexually-oriented conversation.  On the opposite end of the spectrum is another asexual friend that is completely averse to having sex herself but INCREDIBLY dirty-minded.  She grabbed my boob.  I do not approve of this action.  Oh well--at least she grabs boobs equally among the sexes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, people tend to take dirty-mindedness and clothing as a reflection of personal sexuality. The best solution I've seen is time.  There's not a quick-fix for something that a lifetime has drilled into someone, and in a sexualized society these connections get laid on pretty thick.  This leads back to the whole visibility issue.  The visibility and knowledge of asexuals will lead to these connections getting worn away bit by bit, and hopefully this will lead to a better overall understanding of how sexuality works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this subject leads right into my next one, the question of asexual tastes!  But that is for next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-2289342491561969632?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/2289342491561969632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/dangers-of-asexuality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/2289342491561969632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/2289342491561969632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/dangers-of-asexuality.html' title='The Dangers of Asexuality'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-6604976044158667889</id><published>2010-01-17T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:00:01.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Dating Rules for the Ase Crowd</title><content type='html'>I'm a bit late on getting to this article, but it's ABSOLUTELY RELEVANT to what I am about to talk about, so here: &lt;a href="http://www.thestranger.com/seattle/SavageLove?oid=2190762"&gt;A column from Dan Savage of Savage Love&lt;/a&gt; in which he answers a question concerning asexuality.  I will quote the section here since it is way down there and I know too many people who don't use ctrl+F out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="savage_question"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="savage_question"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does asexuality&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; actually exist? My partner's younger brother claims to be asexual, but I think he's just a maladjusted little shit and that he's intimidated by the thought of sex. Your thoughts?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="savage_question"&gt;The Sister-In-Law&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="savage_response"&gt;Asexuality must exist, TSIL, seeing as it has its own website—&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.asexuality.org/"&gt;www.asexuality.org&lt;/a&gt;—where you can read this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="savage_response"&gt;"Asexual people have the same emotional needs as anyone else, and like [those] in the sexual community we vary widely in how we fulfill those needs. Some asexual people are happier on their own, others are happiest with a group of close friends. Other asexual people have a desire to form more intimate romantic relationships, and will date and seek long-term partnerships. Asexual people are just as likely to date sexual people as we are to date each other."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="savage_response"&gt;I'll probably be accused of asexophobia for suggesting that asexuals who date "sexual people" are obligated to disclose their asexuality, preferably on the first date and certainly no later than the third date. Asexuals may have the same emotional needs as anyone else, but most of us sexuals—heterosexuals, homosexuals, bisexuals—expect to have our emotional and sexual needs met in our "intimate romantic relationships," thanks, and we're going to want to know if that's not in the cards before we get involved, not after. Someone who is incapable of meeting a sexual's needs has no business dating a sexual in the first place, if you ask me. At the very least, asexuality must be disclosed. And I'm still trying to wrap my head around this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="savage_response"&gt;"Figuring out how to flirt, to be intimate, or to be monogamous in nonsexual relationships can be challenging..."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="savage_response"&gt;Um... since monogamy is understood to mean sexual exclusivity—you don't fuck other people—I'm not sure how you define monogamy in a sexless relationship. Does your asexual partner promise not to &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; fuck other people?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="savage_response"&gt;As for your brother-in-law, TSIL, I don't see what his asexuality and/or hang-ups have to do with you. If you're prying into your BIL's sex life, TSIL, I'd say he's not the only maladjusted little shit in the family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Although I have a little trouble with some of his statements, he does bring up a good point that I think some asexuals need to come to terms with: disclosure.  For all the ambiguity the asexual community has, and all the little shades of gray that are out there, I do believe in this firmly: if you are identifying as asexual, or even seriously suspect it, please, please, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;, let a person know before leading them into a romantic relationship.  It doesn't have anything to do with tolerance, or acceptance, or visibility.  It's just a question of responsibility.  Though you may not think sexually when entering a romantic relationship, chances are the other person is (at the very least on a subconscious level).  Whether you like it or not, for most people romance and sex are linked.  You may inadvertently lead the person into false assumptions and end up just leading them on.  If you're afraid that revealing your asexuality will throw a wrench into your romance, then hiding it is definitely not going to make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also got me to thinking, for all those romanticly bent asexuals out there, maybe there should be a quick set of 'rules' for asexuals in relationships to look to.  There's a whole forum on AVEN devoted to people asking for relationship advice, but there's definitely a few things that repeat themselves.  Perhaps a little list of relationship advice for asexuals, and this is my first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tell the person that you are asexual up-front! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any to add?  Or am I just SO out of line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-6604976044158667889?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/6604976044158667889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/dating-rules-for-ase-crowd.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/6604976044158667889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/6604976044158667889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/dating-rules-for-ase-crowd.html' title='Dating Rules for the Ase Crowd'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-6941975052070237035</id><published>2010-01-14T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:31:14.133-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Quick Post:  STFU, Parents</title><content type='html'>If you haven't been introduced to this blog, many of you may find this good for a little entertainment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stfuparents.tumblr.com/"&gt;STFU, Parents&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-6941975052070237035?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/6941975052070237035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-post-stfu-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/6941975052070237035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/6941975052070237035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-post-stfu-parents.html' title='Quick Post:  STFU, Parents'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-7950318072308317125</id><published>2010-01-14T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:00:01.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><title type='text'>A Comparison, for Your Consideration</title><content type='html'>Asexuality's biggest issue in the world at large is not violence or hatred--as has been the case with most other non-heteronormative orientations and genders--but rather the tendency towards dismissal.  It is difficult to 'prove' that a sexuality exists when it is characterized by the lack of something.  The most harmful forms of dismissal, though, are those that pertain to accusations of repression or denial.  As has been stated before on AVEN and elsewhere, sometimes this is the case, and those identifying as asexual are encouraged to look into any medical or psychological reasons for their low sex drives.  But I have a comparison to suppose that shows that repression is an unsatisfactory explanation for many cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most obvious comparison I see is simply this: myself and my sister.  I only have one sibling, almost three years older than I am.  There are many similarities in our personalities: we tend to rely on sarcasm and snark, we act confidently and firmly, and we both have dark senses of humor.  (Sorry if my snark seems to be absent at the moment.  I blame sinus infection + lack of sleep + reading blogs until 3 A.M.)  There's been a major divergence between us since our teenage years, though.  It is simply this: she has a sex drive.  I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's become increasingly apparent to me as I think back that my sister has had an incredibly average heterosexual experience.  She's been dating on and off since probably the fifth grade, and she's been going out with the same guy for about 3 years now.  The guy she's dating is about this close *indicates a small amount with fingers* to being "the one".  (This is not an exciting prospect for me--I'm supportive of whatever my sister wants to do, but man.  This guy practically feeds me material for jokes about his intelligence.)  Compare this to my dirth of caring about dating or sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I have gotten the same messages from our parents, gotten the same schooling, both chose small liberal arts colleges, and have both had fairly healthy social lives.  But put in the 'x' factor of asexuality, and you get completely different stories when it comes to the dating scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, there was also a time in my life (documented by myself and my sister) when I was more into the boys.  As in, early on in elementary school.  I remember (twice) in kindergarten hiding under a table and kissing a boy on the cheek.  I was surprised to find in one of my sister's diaries a story about me kissing a family friend that was my same age.  But another dimension of my personality seemed to come forward after that, namely the "chase around boys with a loaded scrunchie as they ran terrified across the playground" dimension.  Looking back, that phase and subsequent phases of interaction with others has been "whatever I find most entertaining to me at the moment", ranging from kissing boys in a kindergarten classroom to teasing them about their slow wits while on winter break from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all signs should point to me developing "normally".  I have one more strikingly similar comparison, between my friend Liz and her brother.  It appears that the same trend has occured between them--in this case, her younger brother turning out in the general heterosexual manner while she proved to be asexual.  Two siblings of close age, developing completely different sexually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing to address: medical reasons.  I can't say that I'm 100% medically in line--I'm kind of gynecologist-phobic, as I'm sure a lot of female asexuals are--but by appearance there doesn't seem to be any sexual medical issues.  I can't say this for others, but I do have one more anecdote.  Another asexual friend of mine affirmed her asexuality due to an experience with changing birth control.  For a short period she was changed over to another birth control, and for what she described as a very miserable few days, the birth control made her sex drive suddenly jump.  It seems that she was able to inadvertantly get the "magic pill" experience for a few days--and was able to say that she didn't enjoy it.  And this is my main issue with blaming medical factors: even if medical factors are involved and a sex drive can be produced, if it doesn't cause distress then you can't really call it a disorder.  This is the main issue with the DSM listing that AVEN is striving to get changed.  In my friend's case, it was much more distressing to suddenly have a sex drive than to not have one.  She realized that asexuality was more than just experiencing sexual attraction or not--it was a case of growing up and experiencing life without sexual attraction and seeing it as part of yourself.  If you grew up and lived with a homosexual orientation, you wouldn't be able to identify with a heterosexual orientation if you suddenly developed one.  Whether you realize it or not, that orientation becomes a part of how you think and experience life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I begin to ramble.  Feel free to contribute your thoughts on the subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-7950318072308317125?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/7950318072308317125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/comparison-for-your-consideration.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/7950318072308317125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/7950318072308317125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/comparison-for-your-consideration.html' title='A Comparison, for Your Consideration'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-396866450367292662</id><published>2010-01-11T20:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:14:10.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meetups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gsa'/><title type='text'>The Pitfalls of Everything</title><content type='html'>Haha, oh, me and blogs.  I have a New Year's resolution everyone!  To actually post on this blog!  Surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mainly because I'm finally catching up on my internet-related asexual life rather than my real-life-related asexualtiy.  And boy, do I have a lot of ground to cover.  A lot has happened in the past semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off,  sometime this summer *checks AVEN* ehem, June 19th, the first official Houston meetup took place.  And it was fun, but it's still kind of depressing how few people will come out of the woodworks in Houston for anything whatsoever.  My list is about eight people long... so sad!  I'm currently stalking around AVEN for interested Houston people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons that makes me ever so sadder is that I have a strange tendency to attract people with similar life experiences/tastes/interests, and asexuality falls under this umbrella oddly enough.  Myself and two friends from high school almost simultaneously discovered AVEN and realized we were most likely asexual... after being friends for two years already.  This year at college, I discovered one of my friends is asexual, and came in contact with another asexual who I'm now great friends with.  So... why doesn't this work over the internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, latter friend is an AVEN success story, but also kind of hilarious in its inevitability.  I first came in contact with this friend, Liz, when I searched AVEN for my school.  I got in contact with her, and she turned out to be starting school this semester.  So the first week of school we met up and had coffee!  Yaaaay!  And then I dragged her into my group of friends, and then realized one of my other friends had also been pulling her into this group after meeting her.  All things considered... even without AVEN, we probably would have found out about each other and each other's asexuality eventually, but since I found her on AVEN before school started I was able to introduce her to the GSA-type organization on campus at its very first meeting of the year, and we didn't have to awkwardly discover/reveal to each other that we were asexual.  The whole GSA thing is important in my eyes because I didn't know that the club existed until almost the end of my freshman year, and I was all sad that I got left out so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the realm of real-world asexuality issues, I was able to be the pseudo-spokesperson for asexuality in our GSA (I use that term here because it is more universal; we go by a more inclusive, non-alphabet-soup name) this semester.  Every semester we have an event where a panel of different sexuality and gender types answer questions from students in a lecture hall, and I got to represent the asexuals.  That was just a ton of fun.  I love peoples' reactions.  It generates discussion and discussion generates visibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the best reaction EVER from a girl at the first meeting of the year of our GSA.  At one point I introduced myself as asexual, and one girl had never heard of it.  I explained it, and I said for my case specifically, that I didn't participate in any sort of sexual activity.  I would not like sex, thank you.  And she said something along the lines of "How can you not like [sex] organs?"  She was genuinely dumbfounded.  The amazing thing is probably that she wasn't dismissive, she was actually fascinated.  She turned out to be the polar opposite of my sex life--she participated in sex with both genders, but was almost aromantic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's most of what's been happening in the world of asexuality for me recently.  But I have a lot of topics lined up, a few of which I will list here so I don't forget and don't ramble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The dangers of asexuality&lt;br /&gt;-A comparison, for your consideration&lt;br /&gt;-Asexy goggles&lt;br /&gt;-The experience of 'coming out' as asexual&lt;br /&gt;-Personality crushes&lt;br /&gt;-Asexual tastes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ideal is to get posting at least once a week, perhaps up to every three days because I love Asexy Beast and that's what Ily does.  (Is unoriginal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaand a condom commercial just came on.  Please return to your regularly scheduled lives now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-396866450367292662?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/396866450367292662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/pitfalls-of-everything.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/396866450367292662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/396866450367292662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2010/01/pitfalls-of-everything.html' title='The Pitfalls of Everything'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-4722303682473054819</id><published>2009-04-18T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:03:41.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='symbols'/><title type='text'>The Problems of Planning and Organizing, Pt. 1</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the extreme dearth of postage on here.  How embarrassing!  Anywho, I have excuses... From the end of spring break until about a week ago I was having the HELL WEEKS which should NEVER have to be pluralized.  College students only need one hell-week.  But the good news is that most of my work for the semester is done (in my eyes). I have my orchestra concert tomorrow, a quartet next week and a drive to Pittsburgh next Saturday to play solo music crap.  So that will be over.  I have five main classes right now, and for one I've got everything done except for reworking the rough draft of an essay, another one I just have to keep reading and take an hour-long exam, one more I have to finish a short story for, one more I have to write a final essay for, and the last one is the only one I have a real final exam in on the 8th.  So I've pretty much whittled away all the busy work.  We're getting down to the quick of the fingernail that is the semester!  And I got an internship lined up for the summer; now I just have to find a job (I'm trying to get a book store job so I can screw around and do what I like instead of stressing myself out over web design).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!  But leave it to say that they were indeed hell-weeks and I'm just now recuperated enough to take care of other writing stuff.  I have a lot of topics lined up, but in honor of the about-to-get-out-of-central-Pennsylvania-and-go-back-to-Houston season, I thought I should give a word about all the craptastic problems with signals, planning meet-ups and building an asexual community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I had the opportunity to stop at a gift shop for a local cavern, and as expected they had hematite rings.  They were uber-cheap, so I snatched one up.  For those unfamiliar with the significance of this, one of the attempted-symbols to signify that you're asexual without writing ASEXUAL on your shirt is to wear a black ring on your right middle finger.  People often get hematite rings for this purpose because they're cheap and not showy, but distinctive.  Unfortunately my ring doesn't fit too well, and when I played my cello today I realized how bad I am with rings in general.  I fidget with them all day because I'm so unused to wearing them.  So instead I think I'm going to get a length of black wire and braid myself a lightweight, out-of-the-way ring like I've done before with leftover copper wire (ah, they things you'll do when you're trying to console yourself over some unworking electrical circuit.  I've made a few simple robots/cars before and.... even the simplest things go wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one of the problems with this is that the black ring on middle finger as a somewhat unreliable signal. I haven't seen a lot of people wear black rings, and it's subtle, but honestly, most people don't ask someone their orientation after looking at their rings (maybe? Not for me).  If hematite rings became the norm it might be better because they're so distinctive, but there really needs to be some sort of regularity to be a good symbol.  I think the black wire idea might be better just because it's pretty easy to find some sort of black wire and it's certainly not hard to braid.  You can have it folded so that it's adjustable.  Anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that there's very little establishment in the asexual community.  And then I thought, well, other orientations typically don't have open symbols either, so why should asexuality?  But that part becomes pretty easy when you consider the usual problems with establishing asexual identity: if you're gay or bi, usually your actions and relationships will speak loud enough in the long run.  But if you're ace, there are no signals.  You can obviously rule out people in established sexual relationships, but from there, it's anyone's guess as to who's asexual.  I'm often worried that people will mistake me for being bi or gay because I'm not involved at all right now and I have a tomboyish demeanor most of the time.  People make assumptions.  At first I was worried about participating in the GSA-like club at my school because I thought people would assume I was gay, but thankfully there is a good number of straight members too (and even one questioningly asexual... and at least two other asexuals lurking somewhere in the shadows!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think it's important that we establish specific symbols.  I think the best one to perpetuate right now is the black ring thing, simply because it's fairly easy, and it's rare enough to where, even if right now there are plenty of non-asexual people wearing rings in this fashion, we have a chance to establish it as our own symbol.  I would prefer it not to be hematite due to their breakability (though I think they're pretty, preeeeeetty) and greater difficulty in finding off-line (I believe in taking asexuality beyond the intarwebs!).  At the moment it's helpful for the rare chance of finding an asexual buddy, and hopefully later it'll be a good way to say NOOOOO to other people's advances or ideas.  Perhaps we should set up another color system to go next to or on the black to establish romantic bents?  I'm heteroromantic, so I'd still like something to not totally scare everyone off.  Or even better, if braided wire works out, making one of the wires a different color for romantic orientation?  I'm thinking green for hetero!  I CALLED IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for other signals and symbols, my favorite symbol (and the one I think is most subtle/mature) is the spade symbol for ace.  I know a lot of people like the whole 'ace of hearts' thing, but honestly, most people think of the ace of spades, and when you think about it, the spade is almost like an inverted heart.  Not saying that asexual is love inverted (?).  But it's already caught on to a certain extent, and the spade symbol hasn't really been used for anything else.  It's distinctive and simple, comparable to the rainbow as a symbol for homosexual (stereotype, or best symbol ever?).  It become even more specific if you inscribe the AVEN triangle in it (as seen in their store, http://www.cafepress.com/asexvisibility/6095878 ).  Speaking of AVEN triangle... that's a pretty good symbol as well; not the gradient triangle, but the half-full one.  Both the spade and the triangle make very good symbols: distinct visual cue, doesn't look hokey, can evolve to be associated with asexuality.  The triangle is more overt, and the spade is a nice subtle thing (considering getting an ace hoodie to have some variety with my college hoodie). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now; I'm breaking off this post and starting a new one.  The next parts will talk about planning and organizing issues.  Fabulous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-4722303682473054819?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/4722303682473054819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2009/04/problems-of-planning-and-organizing-pt.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/4722303682473054819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/4722303682473054819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2009/04/problems-of-planning-and-organizing-pt.html' title='The Problems of Planning and Organizing, Pt. 1'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-7579290807499911806</id><published>2009-03-10T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:54:37.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><title type='text'>Asexuality: The First Internet Orientation</title><content type='html'>The nature of asexuality has made it a fairly unknown orientation throughout history.  I mean, look at the things it has going against it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) According to most sources, only about 1% of the population is asexual.&lt;br /&gt;2) It's defined by the lack of sexuality, not an openly "different" sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;3) In many, if not most, historical cultures, love has been a secondary matter in marriage and sex.  As such, asexuals would not have found anything unusual about not being attracted to their partners.&lt;br /&gt;4) It's likely that asexuals would have taken the "just suck it up" approach to sex.&lt;br /&gt;5) Like homosexuality, it would have historically been considered a problem, psychological, medical, or other (demons have stolen your sex drive, or whatever tripe medieval and puritan people would have used). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all of these are major factors today as well (with the possible exception of #3).  So it's no wonder that asexuality hasn't become apparent until the last few years.  Even though asexuality is gaining visibility online, it is still lacking in real-world visibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the biggest issue with asexuality right now.  It can't continue to exist as an "Internet orientation".  Even if asexuals don't particularly want to "come out" to friends and family, there should be some more effort to show up at meetups and the like.  Community-building is crucial, because the more visible you make the community, the less chance you give the rest of the world to dismiss asexuality because of its nature or its beginnings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I live in a rural area for college and don't have the same large population to pull from for meetups.  Thankfully I have two close asexual friends at home in Texas.  However, I'll soon be starting my own personal campaign of asexual community-building in my college.  Even if only 1% of the population is asexual, I have numbers on my side: in a college of 1500, with most living on-campus, about 15 should be asexual.  That's more than almost any meetup I've heard of, and that's just on a small college campus.  There's hope left for community building, even in rural areas.  And maybe I'll take my chances and drive to Philadelphia for the Pennsylvania meetup--but a 3 1/2 hour drive might be a bit much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-7579290807499911806?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/7579290807499911806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2009/03/asexuality-first-internet-orientation.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/7579290807499911806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/7579290807499911806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2009/03/asexuality-first-internet-orientation.html' title='Asexuality: The First Internet Orientation'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-1312568329520834480</id><published>2009-03-08T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:21:24.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Me and More Why</title><content type='html'>First of all, Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, my name is Erin, and I am currently a pseudo-freshman in college.  I'd explain the pseudo, but... it's complicated.  Regardless, I live in an all-female dorm in a small, rural liberal arts college, studying English and Environmental Science.  I am a person of many interests.  I'll bring them up as I go, but suffice it to say, my hobbies and passions are legion.  I have a job as a web designer, and also do freelance web design.  I am a scholarship student, and therefore blandly middle-class.  I'm non-religious, but I was brought up in a Methodist family and confirmed Methodist and fairly acquainted with all things Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the asexual side of Erin, I am currently identifying as heteroromantic asexual.  For the uninitiated, that means that I'm romantically attracted to the opposite sex but my sexual attraction is nil.  In my case, I'm a pretty straightforward asexual.  I can't remember feeling sexual attraction to anyone and I have no interest in anything involving my girl parts.  I strongly identify with my female gender and am a bit of a feminist.  Even so, I'm a tomboy in many regards (except for my athletic ineptness). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, asexuality is so unrecognized by the public that I think there's still more to be said.  The more personal literature that is out there about asexuality, the more presence the asexual community has, and the greater likelihood there is for us to become accepted as another part of the sexuality spectrum.  There are still too many psychologists and therapists out there that look at asexuality as a condition and not an orientation.  By personalizing it and showing how this is a valid experience, asexuals can show the rest of the world how we should be accepted by the world at large.  The asexual movement is still very new, and perhaps collecting this information here online will be a step towards publishing it and making it known in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal level, I live in a small community.  I will admit that I am currently finding it hard to find my social 'group' without the help of drinking or partying--neither of which I'm really in to.  I don't have issues making friends so much as finding a way to relate with them in a communal way that doesn't involve us making idiots out of ourselves.  Over the course of the past year, this situation has led me to think more closely about relationships and friendships in a way that I hadn't been able to during most of high school.  My musings often wandered back to sexuality, and how it played such a greater part in other peoples' lives, but not so much in mine.  I eventually came to accept that I was, indeed, asexual, as the idea lodged itself more and more in my head.  I found myself often pushing myself away from relationships where I might end up in a sexual situation.  So I'm now resolved to move more freely socially, reminding myself that I should never worry about the issue of sexuality unless it became immediate.  I feel that I should chronicle how different social life is when you're dealing with differences of sexuality, especially lesser-known sexualities like asexuality.  There has to be an alternate way to interact with other people beyond the context of parties, sex and booze: this is my search for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my personal experience, I want to document asexuality as I see it in the world and as I stumble upon it in my studies and random readings.  Where does sexuality stop and asexuality begin?  Is asexuality really such a new concept, or does it have more historical and current context?  I'm not repulsed by the idea of sex, and I tend to take both academic and personal looks at it.  Asexuality should be examined both in relation to other sexualities and the culture that is being formed around it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we'll take a look at asexuality and all the fun things to do with it!  Wheeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-1312568329520834480?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/1312568329520834480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-me-and-more-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/1312568329520834480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/1312568329520834480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-me-and-more-why.html' title='More Me and More Why'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876933002468663415.post-2478655677091589610</id><published>2009-03-08T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:23:37.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Asexualist</title><content type='html'>My name is Erin, and this is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've come to use the label "asexual" recently--and I went through the rites of passage for all Internet-dwelling asexuals: joined AVEN (www.asexuality.org), read all the little essays and explanations, and started up a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most blogs I've started have withered and died from a simple lack of focus or lack of input.  That is not to say that I never have anything to talk about. Oh, I have oodles.  But I feel narcissistic talking about myself outside of my deviantART journal.  So I thought--hold on; surely there's still something to be said on the subject of asexuality.  That can be the focus here.  Even though on AVEN it's a very well-discussed subject, there's not a ton of organized talk about it.  Therefore, consider this post as tossing my hat in the ring.  Let us prove to the statisticians that we're not all uneducated, closeted weirdoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished to imitate my favorite asexual blogger down at Asexy Beast (http://theonepercentclub.blogspot.com) and choose a specific topic to commentate (in her case, asexuality in pop culture), but recently I realized the folly of this.  I am alllll about doing a million things at once: I draw, paint, write, play cello, piano, and guitar, sing, do martial arts, and my God, I could just exhaust myself listing crap.  So this will be a more general blog about asexuality, from a personal perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my biggest issues in asexuality is when it is dismissed by the argument that, if there's nothing happening, what's the big fuss about?  But the whole thing is, just because sex is not happening doesn't mean that nothing is happening.  Asexuals face lifestyle differences in many ways that aren't immediately apparent.  And it's not just the issue of being propositioned by your drunk friend that one time, and then trying to keep their attention span long enough to explain why exactly you'll not be having sex with them anytime soon.  We live in a society that's both sexual and repressed at the same time, and asexuals are caught right in the middle of it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So join me in my fantastical quest through the world of asexuality.  Will I survive?  Will you survive?  Will we cast the one ring into the fires of Mt. Doom?  ...We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876933002468663415-2478655677091589610?l=asexualist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/feeds/2478655677091589610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2009/03/asexualist.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/2478655677091589610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876933002468663415/posts/default/2478655677091589610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asexualist.blogspot.com/2009/03/asexualist.html' title='The Asexualist'/><author><name>The Asexualist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809466392544200256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLwo4Naok5E/S07Adno0lhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o1jwkWS-smw/S220/random.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
