Archive for April, 2007
This Post Wants To Be A Real Post Someday.
Thursday, April 26th, 2007I wish I had news to report, but sadly I do not, unless you count record-breaking couch sitting and what has become a disgusting jones for Lifetime wife-beater movies.
I am now the Lifetime movie queen. I am practically becoming afraid of men. Soon I will start randomly beating guys about the head with […]
Om.
Wednesday, April 18th, 2007I’ve been falling asleep every night with the help of a meditation CD given to me by the therapist.
Initially I thought it was a bunch of hippie crap, but I must confess that it’s rather soothing, and now I think I’d be hard-pressed to fall asleep as quickly without it. I tend to drop off […]
Bodily Hatred, Part 2.
Friday, April 13th, 2007Last night I read Kim Chernin’s The Obsession - Reflections On the Tyranny of Slenderness, which was interesting if a little painful to digest.
It’s comforting, in a way, to read about weight obsession from someone else’s point of view because it’s always nice to see that someone gets it, but at the same time it […]
Spring Cometh Not and Hatred of the Body.
Wednesday, April 11th, 2007It snowed last night.
I would officially like to register a complaint with the universe regarding the lunacy of Chicago weather.
In other news, I have been again hitting the floor with frightening regularity but have not bothered to go and see the cardiologist due to both my fear of a pacemaker and my acceptance of the […]
Light A Fire.
Thursday, April 5th, 2007I need to get motivated. I’ve fallen way too deeply into the sickbed during the past few months, and it’s getting to be downright ridiculous. I’ve been sleeping too much, eating too much, not exercising at all, and generally just being a Sofa Spud.
Granted, most of the time I’ve been feeling pretty poorly, but it’s […]
Conversation With the Me of Twenty Years Ago.
Wednesday, April 4th, 2007“Hey, Thirty-Three Year Old Self. Whatcha doin’?”
“Oh, hey, Thirteen-Year-Old Self. Just listening to some music on my iPod.”
“iPod?”
“Yeah. It’s this little thing here that’s about the size of my cigarette pack that holds about ten thousand songs.”
“Sorry?”
“Also movies.”
“What?”
“You can listen to songs on it, and on some of them you can watch […]
When Rugs Attack.
Tuesday, April 3rd, 2007My mother likes throw rugs.
My mother also likes throw pillows, “throws”, throw anything. “Hey, let’s throw some shit over in this corner!” “Let’s throw a bunch of knickknacks on the coffee table so that there isn’t even room for a cup of coffee!”
There are tchotchkes and fucking doodads and whatsits and items of […]
Music, Music, Music…
Monday, April 2nd, 2007I went on a small iTunes binge yesterday and therefore would like to share some of my recommendations with Y’all:
The new Andrew Bird, Armchair Apocrypha, is simply fucking awesome, and everyone needs to run right out right goddamned now and buy it. If you are a fan, you will like this even better than […]
