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[fredericks]

My nemesis. Only not really, because I realize that thing could read 120 lbs (if Sweet Valley High books taught me nothing else it's that all women 5'6" should weight *exactly* 120 lbs. And be blonde with blues eyes if they want to be popular) and I'd still be dissatisfied. I stepped on it for the first time in six days this evening. Needless to say I wasn't happy with what I found. Blah blah blah.

Refraining from listening to my iPod during my commute was interesting yesterday, so I decided to try to continue keeping my ears bud-free. I also made my bed this morning. I know, it sounds mundane; It IS mundane. Part of me still thinks it's ridiculous to straighten and tuck sheets on a mattress I'm just going to mess up again when I return home, but I was surprised how soothing it was to take the extra five minutes to neaten my personal space before continuing my morning ablutions. It was like no-budget sunrise meditation: I flicked my sheets, plumped my pillows, took a minute to look out the windows and anticipate dawn, spread it all out and laid it down, paused, and then moved on. And then, on coming home, I was met with a nicely put-together bit of personal space.

I think I'm figuring out what this month is going to be about - finding pleasure in the little things, taking time to appreciate who I am and my surroundings, evaluating and thinking critically about all the little nuts and bolts that hold me together. It's Day 2 of 31 (Jebus), but I'm pretty optimistic about what I might end up stumbling upon within myself.

I've been reading Thin Is the New Happy by Valerie Frankel, a memoir about the author sharing about her life and her body issues (writing memoirs? cheaper than therapy), and there's a paragraph where she talks about her experience being in WW when she was a teen (forced to go there by her mother for being 10-20 pounds overweight). Frankel comments on the fact that the group leader kept referring to the weight that the leader had lost a number of years ago, and how sad it was that the group leader used that weight loss to define her life. Immediately after reading I thought to myself "yes, not much has changed at WW since then." You have the leaders refer to the 40 pounds they lost 25 years ago five or six times a session, and then you have the leaders who project their body image issues onto members ("you don't want to look that fat *again*, now do you?). It's part of the reason why I've been avoid-y with WW lately, that leaders are blatantly using the gatherings as way to work through their own emotional issues. Like I want to pay weekly to have people vent at me. Pssh. That's what Livejournal is for, dammit.

Two things - one full of awesome, one maybe somewhat awesome. You decide.

By way of orpheus78, the trailer for Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter. This made me laugh and laugh. Don't know if I'll pick up the book but I do think it's a humorously pretentious to make a two minute trailer for a paperback.

2. HBO has optioned 10 episodes of A Song of Ice and Fire That series used to be sort of neat. You know, back when the writing was focused and it was somewhat novel to have main characters killed off like ants. I do want to see what HBO does with things.

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[aearonlinn.insanejournal.com (from livejournal.com)]

HAHAHAHA. Oh my god, I cannot stop laughing. "I've been a slave to vampire for 30 years."

I'm at once offended and so amused I can't possibly be offended. Wow. That must mean I like it.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

I'm at once offended and so amused I can't possibly be offended.
That was my reaction to it as well. More or less I went "WTF? LOL! HOMG, WTF? ROFL! BRB, LOL, eww!, WTFLOLBBQ." Just utterly ridiculous.

I'm trying to figure out whether I want to buy the book or just borrow it from the library. In retrospect I really should have borrowed Pride and Prejudice and Zombies instead of plunking down the cash, because I'm never going to read that thing again.

[bbart.livejournal.com]

Ten points for the Sweet Valley High reference. Know what else those books taught me? That your mother should have a chic pageboy cut and often be mistaken for your sister.

I can't decide whether the trailer is so bad it's good or just bad. Who knew a book needed a trailer?

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

I'd completely forgotten about the mother. And there was a father too, I'm sure; no Valley Girls come from single-family homes unless they're trailer trash. Those books screwed up many a childhood.

And the trailer is along the lines of "so bad it's good." That thing is cheesy as hell.

[sitaangel.livejournal.com]

It made me very happy to hear that HBO picked up A Game of Thrones. Now I'll just have to convince people around here we need HBO. Hah.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

I don't think it'll last longer than a season, to be honest. Rome didn't last very long, I don't think. What's the market for a show on Game of Thrones? No one who's currently watching HBO programming.

[darker-one.livejournal.com]

(if Sweet Valley High books taught me nothing else it's that all women 5'6" should weight *exactly* 120 lbs. And be blonde with blues eyes if they want to be popular)

Looking back, those books were pretty awful, weren't they? And I don't just mean the cliched stories and poor writing. They set me up for so much disappointment later in life. I read these books and thought that once I hit high school my life would be so exciting and full. But then, I was never 5'6" or 120 lbs...

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

Definitely awful. All about wish fulfillment about popularity and socialization for teenage girls. You had the smart beautiful popular twin and then the not so smart beautiful catty popular twin as role models. God, I remember the book about the "fat girl" Erin, who got so fed up about being teased for being something like 30 pounds overweight day in and day out that she decided to go on some crazy restrictive diet, run around the track every day, and, voila!, she lost weight, became popular, got a boyfriend, found her purpose in life.

Dude, screw those books.