The Face Behind Le Vadge...

I mentioned a few weeks ago that I started a new website. It's not a blog at all - it's a full blown site for sexual health and education. People laughed at the idea of me starting the site, but clearly I found my niche; because we've already gotten over 1,900 views in the first two months! I am proud of my brainchild, and I can't wait to see what else can come of it. 

So, you may ask - what is the Vadge? Many, many years ago CousinJin, CousinJan and the rest of the Vadge crew decided to substitute the word Vagina with a much shorter version. It was easier to say around our parents as well as younger siblings - and we could get away with saying a lot of perverted stuff in public. When I was coming up with the name for my site - nothing else would do. 

What is the site about? It's an open forum for anyone (regardless of age, gender or sexual preference) to ask important, urgent - or even random questions about sex. All the things you've wanted to ask but were afraid to. "Straightforward answers to awkward questions" is the motto. So far, we've helped dozens of people get their answers, while including important facts from credible sources. Everything is cited, so you can research it for yourself - but I've done all the work for you. 

So many people (including my own gynecologist) asked me what made me decide to start the site. Growing up in Mount Vernon (NY), we always heard the statistics; second highest AIDS rate in Westchester County. That is startling! I've known kids whose parents had AIDS/HIV - I knew a young lady who passed away from being born with the disease. It was beyond her control to have it, but what about the kids who contract it from irresponsible sexual activity? What about the girls who are afraid to tell their moms about sexual activity, so they secretly carry symptoms of STD's with them indefinitely? They deserve to be educated on what they're doing, so they can pass that knowledge on to others. So kids can stop the reckless behavior and learn the importance of protection. I can't imagine being a doctor diagnosing a teenager with AIDS - imagine the devastation! 

It's not only awkward questions, we give fun facts as well as product reviews of sexual health and pleasure products. I'm working with Sir Richard's condoms, and I'm in the starting phases of doing reviews for California Exotic Novelties! Talk about the busiest unemployed woman you've ever met, lol

So stay tuned, and tell a friend about the site - if you try it, I promise you'll love it ;) 

http://vforvadge.com 

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Zune Says: Flo-Rida - You Can Be My Shone...

Soo, just finished playing Wii Fit, and I am beat. That ish really works! I'ma be sooooo fit by the time the weeks over, lol. My thighs are on fiyah.

Anyway, what am I thinking about right now? Work. I'm about to get into my "I'm home" mode, but before I do - this is for all my 9-5 retail workers out there. Why are people so impatient? Why do the people that come in the store always have to be in a rush? Why would you come into WFM (aka My Job) to shop at 2:30 - when you have a 2:45 doctor's appointment?

Don't get me wrong, I love my job - there's nothing I love more than waking up every day, going to school in the morning - speeding on 95 straight to work, and staying there til sundown. It really brightens up my life. To make matters better, I have the honor of taking care of such pleasant people as "screaming gym woman," who has just finished working out, and in her gym clothes, she is cursing out her boyfriend over the phone. As I wait for her receipt to come out, I get "Are we done here?" and an impatient glare. Or, I get Mrs. "I want to return these 13 items, but I have the dog in the car..." Oh, that one really gets me. Windows rolled up, poor Cujo is sweating and panting inside the CL 500, sun blazing - glazing over his eyes with sweat. Meanwhile, his owner is bringing back the chapstick that didn't plump her lips like Botox does, the sports bra from the Milwauke store, half-eaten dog food (who knows who ate that), and the remainder of some rotisserie chicken bones (the chicken was raw, but she ate it, lol)... After she places this all on the counter, she says she's in a hurry to go outside to the dog. Starts huffin and puffin when I say she has to fill out a form, etc.

Ooh, tangent - anyway - my question is:

What makes people so impatient? What gives you the right to be so rude, you have to tell someone you've got things to do, and you don't need to stand here? Really? I could have told you that 30 minutes ago. What do you do for a living that you are allowed to be mean to people who are simply doing their job??

It baffles me - then people -
OOh, fell asleep at the keyboard...

I haven't slept in three days. I am exhausted. I fell asleep in class this morning - with my eyes open. Please excuse me if I bug out every once in a while.

kay, so back to what I was saying. People put themselves too high on their horse sometimes. Just because you drive a Benz doesn't make you more of a priority than the girl in the Civic. Cuz trust me, I make pretty good money in my job right now - and this is just a stepping stone to what I'm about to become. I could care less what you do with your Balenciaga bag, or your diamond - encrusted dog tag - cuz in a few years, I'll be able to cop it all and not even flinch. Even now, though - when I shop in the mall and things like that, I always make sure to be friendly to the people who help me. I could never walk in a store - regardless of how much I'm gonna spend in there - and act like a total bird.

It makes me wonder how these people got wealthy. How did they get rich to the point where they forgot how to become human beings? When do we detatch ourselves from the real world - when we reach a certain tax bracket? When we drive a certain car, live in a certain community? What do we do when the chips are down and we have nothing - do we crawl back to those we mistreated and try for a second chance??

Karma is a bitch.