April 22nd, 2012

Chunky Rice: chorus to the verse

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The odd thing about having not only friends but also biological family on my list on Facebook is that I occasionally see some incredibly cheesy religious picture, and then a long cheesy religious story following it, and I get to the end ... and there isn't any ironic punch line. It's just some cheesy cliché, through and through. I feel so betrayed every time it happens. Every time, I think, "I only read this load of crap for the ironic punch line! Where's the critical thinking, people?" Maybe I should just stick to reading George Takei. He rarely disappoints.

We finished watching Season 1 of "Game of Thrones" today, and I am heartbroken that I won't be able to watch any more for who-knows-how-long. The second season is still airing, for goodness sake! But I must have more! More darkness and political machinations sprinkled with dry humor! More complex characterization! More excellent writing! More people running through gorgeous snowy woods in voluminous cloaks! But, instead, I guess I'll be watching more "Chuck" or something. Sigh.

Our weather has been ungodly hot the past few days. I don't like sweating. The sunshine has been pleasant, though.

I stopped in at Buffalo Exchange today and bought two really fabulous blouses. I'm totally in love with them and wish I could wear them both tomorrow, simultaneously. Maybe I could have a mid-day wardrobe change, like a diva, like Cher or Madonna. One of the blouses, however, is rather sheer, and so I'm going to need to find myself a camisole kind of thing, unless I want to flaunt my lacy undergarments to the world. The lacy flaunting would kinda detract from the attractiveness of the blouse itself, since it is a rather geometric tribal print. I'm not much of a one for see-through clothing, but this blouse is just too cool, and I couldn't resist it.

I've lost a few pounds over the last 2 weeks. I'm trying to avoid getting obsessive (which has been my wont in the past) and just move in the direction of healthier eating and better exercise habits. I'm trying not to go all Hard Ass on myself -- forbidding myself certain foods, counting every measly calorie, feeling guilty over a granola bar, whatever (I've done all these many times) -- and just shift a little bit in a healthier direction, rather than going to an extreme. The extremes (Eat anything I want! Feel guilty about all food!) are more familiar to me, but they don't make me particularly happy, so I'm striving for that elusive middle ground.

I had corn-on-the-cob with dinner tonight, and it made me think of Cobweb, because she used to love to lick the cob (after I'd finished eating all the corn kernels) and bite it and lift it into the air and drop it onto the floor with a thud, over and over again. But it's a good memory of her, and so I just was happy to think of her better times.