Becoming something…

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What makes something cute? Today I considered the absurdity of adding -poo to the end of anything to make it sound cute. Seriously, I have trouble taking fondness in anything referring to fecal matter. Snooky-poo or “Name goes here”-y-poo (Greggy-poo, as I have found myself saying). Pet names and nicknames can get truly absurd. I recently found a generator for such thing (http://www.links2love.com/nicknames.htm) . The great name it came up with for my man was, Stickey Sexy-Boo Baby. What!?

Cute moments always seems to transform us into babbling idiots. So why is it that I still feel cute is a trait I love in people (especially the person I’m dating)? Maybe it’s that I want to know the person will feel comfortable being a babbling idiot once in a while, cause I am definitely that way at times. Guilty as charged, I still don’t take much responsibility for the crazy nicknames out there.

What are some of the odd cute moments that you experience? What did the generator come up with for you? Any nicknames (”pet” names) that have caught your ear, you loved, hated, and are worth sharing?

A mix of the old, new, and present:

Justin Fenwick emerged into the limelight on December 1985, when Mother Fenwick popped him out. Although the event probably wasn’t as big as the hair at the time, it was sure to have an impact on Fenwick’s mother. He was child two, to be the middle of three later on.

“You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have, the facts of life.”

Socially awkward was the title that would capitalize Fenwick’s growth into high school maturity. Fights with the younger brother dwindled as admiration for the older sister grew. Attending Glengary Elementary, Clifford H. Smart Middle School, Walnut Creek Middle School, and Walled Lake Central High School, in that respective order. Friends began to play a larger part in his life as did swimming, soccer, and probably masturbation. Computerized, intellectualized, cell phone enabled, and just as unorganized as ever he took his nearly late college decision and ran off to Kalamazoo College. The year was 2003.

Justin Fenwick, was/still is a swimmer and combined his chance study of the Chinese language with Economics. As an Economics major and Chinese minor he wavered elegantly between not making a decision and not making a decision for post-grad. Fenwick secretly dabbles in writing and a bit of philosophical drawl.

A knack for travel and adventure, time in China and all over the United States leaves Fenwick thirsty for more. Graduated in June 2007, he found his calling for the moment as a Michigan Campus Compact AmeriCorps*VISTA at Eastern Michigan University. Ask him about it later.

Openly homosexual , Justin Fenwick finds himself dating “Double G.” In line with how he views things, it was “moment by moment” and now is partnering up the ladder.

He wonders actually how important are his intellectual ramblings? Open minded enough to know that life is a journey that doesn’t end — that losing the input of others will stop growth and stop a good party.

Throwing the angst of his youth behind him and embracing the recklessness of the 20’s to follow. I’m sure Fenwick wouldn’t mind you kicking up your heels a bit to sit back and enjoy his material. Watch him become something.

“Where do you find yourself today, not tomorrow, and not yesterday? I’m doing my best to live my life in a way that is neither in the past nor in the future.”
-Justin Fenwick-