clevermanka (
clevermanka) wrote2013-07-11 08:36 am
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I carried a watermelon
Hm. Remind me why I refuse to even darken the doors of a Walmart when I have other shopping options available? Oh yeah, that's right. They're assholes. JFC, this company.
Random Tumblr find: I enjoyed this analysis of the movie Dirty Dancing. And of course I had to watch the Staff Party clip linked at the article. ::love::
Random FB find: Bitch magazine has a whole bunch of articles exploring the horror genre in movies.
This morning was an Interesting Experience in Shit My Body (Still) Does. Soooo, those swelling episodes that happen every time I eat, right? Happened this morning when I was drinking this tea (ingredients here) with a few shakes of unsweetened cocoa powder mixed in. It happened before I was even halfway through my mug, so only five minutes or so elapsed before my belly started to swell. The smallest part of my waist was 31.5 inches pre-tea (I always measure, every morning, first thing) and when I measured it (as soon as I noticed) it was up to a hair over 33 inches. Two inches. In five minutes. FROM A CUP OF FUCKING TEA.

alryssa and
tessagratton have made me do some thinking about my comments regarding Strong Female Characters. I've come to the conclusion that my knee-jerk hatred for Strong Female Characters (I'm using that capitalized as a name for a specific and particular type of character) basically comes down to my hate-on for Joss Whedon. It drives me up a wall that he is lauded for writing strong female characters when mostly what I see are Strong Female Characters. Hey Joss! Let's make a badass girl, but she's a prostitute! And she's either oppressed by the system (but totes trying to break free) or she's theoretically in charge of her own clientele but really has no agency of her own and is routinely torn down by the man for whom she (supposedly) pines. Or hey! Let's have another Manic Pixie Dream Girl! Lord knows we don't have enough of those already. Not enough for you? How about we have a great ensemble cast with one actually badass woman but have her be the only character who is verbally assaulted with a sexual slur by the villain? I enjoy a lot of Whedon's stuff, I do. But christ does it bug me every time he's heralded as some sort of feminist standard for writing women. And that irritation has influenced a lot too much of how I feel about women characters in general. I need to get over that. So thank you,
alryssa and
tessagratton for making me think about why I was thinking that way. Good, thinky friends are good to have.
Random Tumblr find: I enjoyed this analysis of the movie Dirty Dancing. And of course I had to watch the Staff Party clip linked at the article. ::love::
Random FB find: Bitch magazine has a whole bunch of articles exploring the horror genre in movies.
This morning was an Interesting Experience in Shit My Body (Still) Does. Soooo, those swelling episodes that happen every time I eat, right? Happened this morning when I was drinking this tea (ingredients here) with a few shakes of unsweetened cocoa powder mixed in. It happened before I was even halfway through my mug, so only five minutes or so elapsed before my belly started to swell. The smallest part of my waist was 31.5 inches pre-tea (I always measure, every morning, first thing) and when I measured it (as soon as I noticed) it was up to a hair over 33 inches. Two inches. In five minutes. FROM A CUP OF FUCKING TEA.

