Comeonkeepdoingitiveness

Today was busy! Kyle and D went to a bar and watched some football before Kyle had to go to work at 3, and M2 and I went to Chipotle, watched a movie (Dan in Real Life, more on that later), got manicures, and ate ice cream. It was delicious. I haven't had a manicure in like 5 months - I just haven't found a place that looks good near where I work or where I live - and those of you who know me realize that I was feeling pretty shitty for that period every time I looked down and saw how haggard my cuticles were. Because I cannot be trusted to not bite them if they are by any means unruly. Bah. But all that is behind us now. Thank god.

I wanted to see Dan in Real Life last weekend when I had a day off with Kyle, but he nixed it in favor of seeing Gone Baby Gone. I'm glad he did because he would not have liked this movie. It was kind of a "heartwarming" movie, which is a snotty way of saying that there was not a whole lot of substance there. Ah well. Sometimes you just gotta see a movie about a lovably awkward guy trying to find love amongst all the craziness that is family. Emily Blunt is in it, and she's, like, retarded cute as always. It's almost annoying.

Remind me to talk about how fed up I am with the standard of feminine beauty in the media, will you? I'm sick and SO tired of everyone walking around looking like blow-up dolls, while their men are perfectly happy looking like people who would purchase blow-up dolls (Christina and Mr. Aguilera, I am looking at you and shaking my head slowly). I prefer my humans to look like humans. Is that so wrong? That means thin lips for some people, and saggy boobs for others (not even! have you seen what science has done with bras lately?), and weird noses and stumpy eyelashes. But that is okay with me, because the people who are less than dead sexy will have to compensate somehow, and at least some of those will do it by reading or having fun opinions or something. And the world will be a better place. I don't see why this is so hard. It would probably end Israeli-Palestinian conflict. It would probably save Darfur and free Tibet and end global warming.

Okay probably not, but I would be a little more sane...that's cool, right?

CAVEAT: I am by no means decrying the following practices:
- leg/face/underarm shaving
- ahem, basic housekeeping in the downstairs
- haircuts
- teeth bleaching
- manicures/ pedicures
- makeup
- braces/ retainers
- breast augmentation TO COUNTERACT THE COSMETIC EFFECTS OF MASTECTOMIES.

Practices I am Decrying:
- permanent makeup (eyeliner, lipstick, etc)
- eyelash extensions
- anal bleaching
- tummy tucks/ rhinoplasty/ breast augmentation (for the purposes of ego placation)/ cheekbone/chin/butt/calf implants

You see where I'm going with this. Maybe I should just make a rule about putting inflatable shit under your skin or anything that costs more than $3000 and leave it at that.

Celebrity sighting for the day: Weird Al Yankovic at Chipotle, looking totally gross. That is a man with an ENORMOUS HEAD. Like, physically. I don't know about his ego, but seriously, his head was huge. It was at least seven burritos wide and fourteen burritos tall. That man must have extraordinary neck muscles. Maybe it was just his ridiculous hair. Do you think he ever gets tired of being himself? I wonder if - okay, does Carrot Top realize that he looks like a TOTAL DOUCHE? Okay. I have some laundry in the wash and it's done now. I gotta go put it in the dryer. Sigh.