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Thursday, November 09, 2006
TodayThe pollution is making a shadow like smoke on my wall. It's kind of pretty, actually.
My boyfriend (Tad) got a new job somewhat near mine, so we'll be able to have lunch together again. I'm very excited about that. Sickeningly excited, some of my friends think. Oh, well. Don't be jealous of our love, haters. In fact - lick it. LICK IT UP!
Some of y'all might like this web site shopping/bookmarking thing called Stylehive. I like it well enough, but then I realize that I'm not that good at window shopping - not even online. So much stuff is not in my size, or out of my price range... I don't like to torture myself, sometimes. But go look. I think you'll like it.
I've been working like crazy, when all I really want to do is play World of Warcraft with my kids. (I'm a little bit better than Stan's dad on South Park, though.) I've been trying out new characters. My latest is a troll with hair like that chick from the Big Country video. They have good hairstyles on that game. I might print one out and take it to my stylist. Just kidding, ha ha.
Personally, I think Kirstie Alley is pretty attractive. But, apparently, some people don't. [Second link via.]
I don't know, man... I don't care if you don't find fat chicks attractive. Not everyone can find everyone else attractive, I know. But, seriously, when I see straight men rushing to verbally bash fat women, it sounds exactly the same as straight men accusing others of being gay. It's like a big race to prove that fat women don't turn you on, or that sex with other men doesn't turn you on. And my question becomes: What are these straight men afraid of? Who is going to force them to have sex with Kirstie Alley, or to get it on with another man?
At the same time, when I see women (especially fat ones) bashing other fat women? I just think they're sad, self-hating bitches whose mothers hate them. Because they think that the most powerful weapon in the world is catty comments, and they're rushing to use that weapon against others before it gets used against them (again).
I think the men and women who hate Kirstie Alley for weaing the bikini should all couple up and marry each other. Then, they should all jump off a cliff and die. Holding hands, if they want, so that they don't die alone.
Romantic.
Anyhow.
I stole a copy of Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage from my friend Rose's house. Every time I pick up a book by Munro, I think, "Oh, man, this is gonna just be some flat stories about a chick who gets molested and then convinces herself she likes it, all set in the Canadian wilderness of 1933..." but then I start reading and get completely engrossed. The very first story of this one (same title as book) was so very good, and I can't wait to read the rest. Munro is the master. You can not deny.
I've been lending/giving out a lot of books lately, and that always makes me happy because if I don't give away a few more soon, I'm gonna have to buy another bookshelf.
Remind me to call the exterminator, y'all, by the way, because I saw ANOTHER EFFING SILVERFISH today. Day Two of the Silverfish Diet: Total freaking success, because I couldn't even eat breakfast after that. (This one was the color of dust. I won't tell you where I found it, because it'll make you cry.)
(It was at the foot of my bed.) (Sorry.)
Also, some wasps made a wasp house on my house. I think that's what it is. It looks like a mud battery pack with a hole in one end. I almost knocked it down with the broom, but then I was scared wasps would fly out of it and kill me.
Also, right after that, a stupid grasshopper was on the bricks near by. Normally I hate grasshoppers more than anything on earth, because they are minions of Satan, but this time I thought that maybe the grasshopper was there to eat the wasps. So I didn't do anything. I just went inside. And prayed.
The other night (last bug thing, I swear), my kids were freaking out a little over a big-ass spider that showed up in their room. I'm not scared of spiders at all. They can walk on my hands and I wouldn't care. I felt bad, then, that I had to kill this one. But it was scaring my kids, so you know. I had to use my son's toy sword to knock it off the ceiling. I apologized, then smashed it fast as possible into the ground. Poor thing. My son was upset that I'd used his shoe. The things parents go through...
So. Calling the exterminator, ASAP.
Labels: domestic, insects, pop culture, venting
4:39 PM #Comments:
You know, that's funny you saying that Grasshoppers are minions of the devil, because, my mom, who went to Catholic school from K-12, once had a Grasshopper jump on her chest when she was a little girl and she is now, and forever, terrified of them! Maybe it's a whole weird ingrained "religious" thing for her?It's so bizarre because my mom is one of the most organic, outdoorsy people you'd ever meet. But she hates, HATES Grasshoppers. Hmmmmm...food for thought Gwen, Thanks!!!
# posted by
Karisa : 7:16 PM
Man, I so agree that people putting down Kirstie's body are out of their cotton picking minds. I'm so sick of hearing men (and women, who don't realize they're traitors) bash fat women. Even when I was a stupid kid, I cringed when a non-skinny woman would walk by because I knew some moron would crack a mean joke. It's always the insecure people who put down other people's looks, unaware that they're perpetuating a world where they themselves will never be accepted. Grrr.
And I love that Alice Munro book. I think it's the only one of hers I've read. Lots of menstruation in those Munro stories, I remember. Just like life, eh?
# posted by
Marigoldie : 9:51 PM
You can knock the wasp nest down at night while the wasps are asleep. Or you can stand really far away with a hose and blast it down with the water.
# posted by
girl_in_greenwood : 10:24 PM
What video is everyone else watching? Have I slipped into an alternate dimension where everyone's forgotten thighs are sexy? I mean, I'm not for bashing fat women, fat anyone, but Kirstie isn't, and that video... well, anyway. Someone, somewhere, drink to thighs. Good ones. Existent ones. Ones like Kirstie's.
# posted by
olive & rose : 12:49 AM
Back to say I agree with Olive & Rose, and I didn't make my point very well. Kirstie Alley looks great--thighs are marvelous--and I'm tired of the impossible standard.
# posted by
Marigoldie : 8:52 AM
Karisa: Maybe there's some deeply ingrained Catholic imagery that relates to grasshoppers. Then again, Puerto Ricans consider them lucky. (But they're wrong. THEY'RE WRONG.) Please give your mom my grasshopper-hating regards.
Marigoldie: Word. I totally remember that, too - the cringe-y feeling you'd get as a kid just *knowing* that someone was going to make a hateful remark. It's like bullies and insecure/miserable people emanate a pheremone right before they strike. (Can't spell pheremone. Doh.)
Greenwood: Oh, gosh, thank you. See, I didn't know if they'd be asleep in the day or not. I'm glad you told me.
FYI everybody, reader Dot says that spraying soapy water into the hive-thing makes their wings stick together so they can't fly at you.
Rose: Seriously, I thought she looked smoking hot. I wasn't expecting how good she looked. And relating to what you say about thighs' forgotten hotness - some asshole on the Superficial site said something about Kirstie needing to work out so she wouldn't be pear-shaped anymore. And I thought, how sad is it that young men no longer realize that most women are naturally pear-shaped? (Or is it just a few men who sit in their rooms looking at vanilla porn and nothing else? Hard to say, since I only know a few men in this world.)
Leading me into: I don't even know if it's really a standard. Is it? Half the women in America are now technically overweight, and yet I'm sure most of those are having sex on a regular basis. The proof isn't in how many Internet anon-assholes are braying your praises - the proof is in whether or not your partner (or someone, anyone) wants to do you. Right? And I think *most* people in America can still find someone who wants to have sex with them. Right?
Not like that's the most important thing... But I'm just saying.
# posted by
Gwen : 9:36 AM
Your lips to God's ears, Gwen.
Yay for thighs! Except for mine, of course. But, yay for everyone else's!
The pear shape has been the most desirable shape for millennia--that's why most women are pear-shaped, isn't it? Because those genes are the most likely to get passed down?
I, too, thought Kirstie looked fantastic. Isn't she fifty-five? She's gorgeous.
Ew, grasshoppers. Did you ever catch them when you were a kid? And they'd stretch their legs and push against the insides of your hand? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Just typing that gave me the creeps.
# posted by
tina : 10:48 AM
Hi Gwen,
I have always thought that Kristy Alley was beautifull fat or thin, she has the most beautiful eyes, full lips and flawless skin that I have ever seen.
Me thinks skinny men or fat--(they say catty things about fat chicks too)--maybe protesting too much.
Let's here it for fat chicks! Think of it this way guys they don't sweat gaining five pounds, and are more comfortible with their bodies than the thins ones are.
And we don't say "do I look fat in this?"
As for grasshoppers, they are dumbest things in creation!
last year while waiting in my car for my daughter to get out of school; I saw a bug heading right for my car, then at the last minuet splat! it hit the windsheld of the parked car next to me.
And it was a grasshopper--dead. it's bad enough that you hit them driving down the road but when they hit your windsheld when your not even moving?
Now that is just Ridicules!
Janice~
# posted by
Janice : 6:36 PM
i, too, had yet another silverfish incident. i found one last night on the wall at the head of my bed. like, less than six inches from where my head is while i sleep. i killed it and then showered for a long time.
# posted by
curvature : 12:14 PM
I had a silverfish in my bed, too!!!!!!!!!
# posted by
DiorGirl : 1:05 PM
You guys are ooking me out with all the bug stories. Eugh. Humidity = bugs = very bad squicky crawly sensations.
# posted by
tina : 3:35 PM
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