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So I made a video post the other night when I was exhausted and drunk because that seemed funny - I posted it on Tumblr and then woke up in horror hours later, deleted it, and now we're back to where we started. I may attempt another one, but also let's be real, vlogs exist in the name of vanity and since I've been decidedly uninterested in myself lately, it may take a while.
WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON THE BLING RING TRAILER??????? I for some reason watch it like five times per day and I have no idea why because at first I thought it actually looked pretty ridiculous, but I'm obsessed with all of the music in it (mostly Sleigh Bells "Crown on the Ground," which we can all agree is the best song in the world, right??? I listen to it on the way to work every morning and it's just GREAT) and also Sofia Coppola, you know?? I'm a pretty big Sofia apologist (I'm like the only person on earth who loved Somewhere probably) so spoiler alert: I'm gonna like it no matter what. But it seems so different than her typical vaguely French wistful window lurker sort of thing. I'm intrigued.
I have like nothing going on TV-wise right now besides Game of Thrones and my thoughts on that are basically just YAY JAIME/BRIENNE, fuck you Robb Stark, DANERYS STORMBORN <33333333, thanx 4 all the butts.
I'm also watching Hannibal and that's pretty ok but I rarely pay that much attention because it's kind of boring?? I'll have to go back and re-watch to be sure, but for as gorgeous as it is, I just feel like the same thing keeps happening every week and the tension is really distilled when you already know that Hannibal is a people eater and the future of these characters is so instilled in pop culture lore. It's the same with Bates Motel (which I watched the pilot for - it was ok). I guess the moral of this story is prequels are like basically always pointless and boring. Give me an example of ONE GOOD prequel and I'll eat my damn foot.
OH and I'm watching The X-Files and It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia whenever I have spare moments (which are pretty few and far between these days) and I seriously can't believe I've lived my life never having seen either since both fulfill wildly different aspects of my personal interests (i.e. alcohol as a solution to life's problems and ALIENS, DUDE). Man, I just wanna dream about myself in Dana Scully's suits all day long.
Also can I bitch about how sick I am of the fucking diet talk permeating my Tumblr and Facebook feeds right now?I'm absolutely of the mind that everyone should eat whatever they want and be whatever size they want and basically just own their bodies and be ok with whatever, but I'm SO IRRITATED by the ~~~~~cutting calories to fit into my jeans~~~~~ shit that floods the airwaves this time of year. The reason it gripes me so is because it's literally NEVER about nutrition or health. It's always just to be skinnier, to weigh less, to look better. I understand the pressure to be thin and how it's sort of weirdly invigorating to go down a pant size or whatever, but it's so gross to me that those methods are achieved by reducing calories instead of emphasizing the benefits of healthy food and learning how to eat whole, natural foods. If I see another post on Facebook that's like "recipe for healthy pie" that is basically just a list of chemically manipulated ingredients that are low in calories, I'm gonna S C R E A M. The best part about basing your meals around fruits and vegetables is that you can eat a ton of them and have even less of a caloric intake while also getting vitamins and minerals out of it. GOOD DEAL, RIGHT?
I don't wanna get on a soapbox or some shit because I hate assholes who do that, but I'm also so NOT a fan of gym culture and fad diets, I think the idea of it is really toxic. I'm way more of the "I'm going to take a long walk through my neighborhood while drinking a fruit smoothie I made from local ingredients whilst listening to podcasts" (my actual afternoon yesterday) sort of person than an "I'm going to eat sugar-free pudding packets and Lean Cuisines all day and then run on a treadmill in a hot ass gym packed with a bunch of losers who want to look better than the person next to them" sort of person. And I'll also have McDonalds once a week if I want to because Y O L O.
Also, to the people who skip breakfast to "save" calories: you're all idiots, a big breakfast helps you burn calories because it revs up your metabolism at the beginning of the day and therefore you lose MORE weight because your body is in burn mode.
SORRY. IT'S JUST A GRIEVANCE OF MINE.
Ugh I'm so scared to go home right now because I trapped a mouse in my bedroom last night after a long bout of "I'm pretty sure there's a mouse trapped in my apartment but he hides so well that I can't be sure where he's coming from until all of sudden he's in the middle of my floor." I saw him for the first time about a week ago and freaked out and immediately sealed off every opening I could find in my place with duct tape once he scurried into a hole under my sink cupboard. I figured I had him trapped, but I found more little openings the next day, which means he must have snuck out during the night again. I've been hearing him in my place at night ever since, but only saw him a few other times, and he always ran into another hole under the cupboard. Last night I spent time sealing everything up even more, but then I saw him again, meaning he must have been hiding in a corner outside of the cupboard for a few days. Because he had no place to escape to with the holes sealed, I figured I could chase him out into the hallway or at least get him in my dust pan and take him outside. BUT THEN HE RAN INTO MY BEDROOM. Which is admittedly a warzone of disorganized clothing and clutter, so I was really hoping he wouldn't get in there since getting him out would be literally impossible without me having some sort of coronary embolism. But of course, he gets in there (after I dizzied him up a little by spraying perfume at him - sorry, little guy). So I did what any sane person would do: I closed the door and sealed it with duct tape. So now he's just... in there. My landlord is supposed to come get him out, but he can't be there until 4 p.m. and that's after I'll be home from work. Also, he's gonna majorly hate what I did to my room in the process of last night's wild goose chase and this week's demouseification procedure (like I might as well have duct tape wallpaper). WHATEVER, I think I'm gonna go home, make it look a little more humane, then leave and get drunk somewhere so I don't have to think about it.
Have any of you ever had a mouse in your place? I feel like I would care way less if: A) I didn't live alone, B) I had cats, and C) I wasn't such a fucking pussy.
But speaking of cats, I'm getting two (!!!!) next week. I'll flood you with photos immediately. I'm naming them Mordecai and Ferdinand and they're Maine Coones and they're gorgeous and I love them so much already I can't even stand it.
WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON THE BLING RING TRAILER??????? I for some reason watch it like five times per day and I have no idea why because at first I thought it actually looked pretty ridiculous, but I'm obsessed with all of the music in it (mostly Sleigh Bells "Crown on the Ground," which we can all agree is the best song in the world, right??? I listen to it on the way to work every morning and it's just GREAT) and also Sofia Coppola, you know?? I'm a pretty big Sofia apologist (I'm like the only person on earth who loved Somewhere probably) so spoiler alert: I'm gonna like it no matter what. But it seems so different than her typical vaguely French wistful window lurker sort of thing. I'm intrigued.
I have like nothing going on TV-wise right now besides Game of Thrones and my thoughts on that are basically just YAY JAIME/BRIENNE, fuck you Robb Stark, DANERYS STORMBORN <33333333, thanx 4 all the butts.
I'm also watching Hannibal and that's pretty ok but I rarely pay that much attention because it's kind of boring?? I'll have to go back and re-watch to be sure, but for as gorgeous as it is, I just feel like the same thing keeps happening every week and the tension is really distilled when you already know that Hannibal is a people eater and the future of these characters is so instilled in pop culture lore. It's the same with Bates Motel (which I watched the pilot for - it was ok). I guess the moral of this story is prequels are like basically always pointless and boring. Give me an example of ONE GOOD prequel and I'll eat my damn foot.
OH and I'm watching The X-Files and It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia whenever I have spare moments (which are pretty few and far between these days) and I seriously can't believe I've lived my life never having seen either since both fulfill wildly different aspects of my personal interests (i.e. alcohol as a solution to life's problems and ALIENS, DUDE). Man, I just wanna dream about myself in Dana Scully's suits all day long.
Also can I bitch about how sick I am of the fucking diet talk permeating my Tumblr and Facebook feeds right now?I'm absolutely of the mind that everyone should eat whatever they want and be whatever size they want and basically just own their bodies and be ok with whatever, but I'm SO IRRITATED by the ~~~~~cutting calories to fit into my jeans~~~~~ shit that floods the airwaves this time of year. The reason it gripes me so is because it's literally NEVER about nutrition or health. It's always just to be skinnier, to weigh less, to look better. I understand the pressure to be thin and how it's sort of weirdly invigorating to go down a pant size or whatever, but it's so gross to me that those methods are achieved by reducing calories instead of emphasizing the benefits of healthy food and learning how to eat whole, natural foods. If I see another post on Facebook that's like "recipe for healthy pie" that is basically just a list of chemically manipulated ingredients that are low in calories, I'm gonna S C R E A M. The best part about basing your meals around fruits and vegetables is that you can eat a ton of them and have even less of a caloric intake while also getting vitamins and minerals out of it. GOOD DEAL, RIGHT?
I don't wanna get on a soapbox or some shit because I hate assholes who do that, but I'm also so NOT a fan of gym culture and fad diets, I think the idea of it is really toxic. I'm way more of the "I'm going to take a long walk through my neighborhood while drinking a fruit smoothie I made from local ingredients whilst listening to podcasts" (my actual afternoon yesterday) sort of person than an "I'm going to eat sugar-free pudding packets and Lean Cuisines all day and then run on a treadmill in a hot ass gym packed with a bunch of losers who want to look better than the person next to them" sort of person. And I'll also have McDonalds once a week if I want to because Y O L O.
Also, to the people who skip breakfast to "save" calories: you're all idiots, a big breakfast helps you burn calories because it revs up your metabolism at the beginning of the day and therefore you lose MORE weight because your body is in burn mode.
SORRY. IT'S JUST A GRIEVANCE OF MINE.
Ugh I'm so scared to go home right now because I trapped a mouse in my bedroom last night after a long bout of "I'm pretty sure there's a mouse trapped in my apartment but he hides so well that I can't be sure where he's coming from until all of sudden he's in the middle of my floor." I saw him for the first time about a week ago and freaked out and immediately sealed off every opening I could find in my place with duct tape once he scurried into a hole under my sink cupboard. I figured I had him trapped, but I found more little openings the next day, which means he must have snuck out during the night again. I've been hearing him in my place at night ever since, but only saw him a few other times, and he always ran into another hole under the cupboard. Last night I spent time sealing everything up even more, but then I saw him again, meaning he must have been hiding in a corner outside of the cupboard for a few days. Because he had no place to escape to with the holes sealed, I figured I could chase him out into the hallway or at least get him in my dust pan and take him outside. BUT THEN HE RAN INTO MY BEDROOM. Which is admittedly a warzone of disorganized clothing and clutter, so I was really hoping he wouldn't get in there since getting him out would be literally impossible without me having some sort of coronary embolism. But of course, he gets in there (after I dizzied him up a little by spraying perfume at him - sorry, little guy). So I did what any sane person would do: I closed the door and sealed it with duct tape. So now he's just... in there. My landlord is supposed to come get him out, but he can't be there until 4 p.m. and that's after I'll be home from work. Also, he's gonna majorly hate what I did to my room in the process of last night's wild goose chase and this week's demouseification procedure (like I might as well have duct tape wallpaper). WHATEVER, I think I'm gonna go home, make it look a little more humane, then leave and get drunk somewhere so I don't have to think about it.
Have any of you ever had a mouse in your place? I feel like I would care way less if: A) I didn't live alone, B) I had cats, and C) I wasn't such a fucking pussy.
But speaking of cats, I'm getting two (!!!!) next week. I'll flood you with photos immediately. I'm naming them Mordecai and Ferdinand and they're Maine Coones and they're gorgeous and I love them so much already I can't even stand it.