Monday, January 22, 2007

I am trying to look like Carrie while I write, so here I sit with my martini glass...filled with Cheerios.

Today is Monday. I dislike Mondays. Today there is snow on the ground. I dislike snow. Did you know that today is supposedly the most depressing day of the year according to some researcher dude? Well, it is. Am I depressed...I don't think so. But I do highly dislike snowy Mondays. Life could be worse though. I can't complain.
Yesterday I watched the Food Network with the roomies for about 3 or 4 hours. Giada was on twice. She is too happy, too skinny, and too Italian. I don't understand how she can sit and make chocolate cakes and popcorn with butter and two types of cheese and still look like a bathing suit model. Obviously, she doesn't eat her own food. And that, my friends, ticks me off. I choose the chubby cooks- Rachael Ray and Nigella. Oh...and there was some guy on there cooking for a tailgate party. He used 3 beers in his chili. That's my kind of cooking!
Today, I had a very feminism filled afternoon. I had my women and philosophy class, and we talked about shoes that really hurt our feet and makeup. My professor made a good point that we should be able to walk around without makeup on and in shoes that don't scar our feet for life or make our lil pinky toe cry. But I don't know. Frankly I like makeup. Can I tell you why I wear it? No. Do I think I look bad without it? No. So, I'm thinking maybe I could try to live without makeup, but I don't know. Then...the shoes. I LOVE MY FIERCE SHOES! Can I give them up? I have been having major feet pain after wearing them. Last weekend I wore them on Friday, and when I played basketball on Sunday, my feet were having some major problems. One day my feet could be permanently harmed from the shoes, but I really love them! Once again, there is no reason to wear them. Guys don't look at them and think they are cute. Guys don't give a crap what's on my feet. So, why do I wear them? I don't know. My fierce shoes and I must have a heart to heart. Then, I proceed to go onto facebook. I see that a few of my guy friends have joined the group called "Men." I decide to check out this group. All this gay ass group is, is a bunch of stupid macho men who complain about women. I started reading some of the discussions of the group, and I was purely offended. Men talked about how women should push out babies, make them a sandwich, and clean. They said women were inferior and less intelligent. One also commented that women should just be tied up and used as sex slaves. I was ready to flip out!!! I don't care if it's a joke or not, you should not be saying those things. Sometimes I think we get so far in society, but then I realize we haven't really jumped too many hurdles. My professor gave us a really shocking fact today. Let's say that civilization has been around for 10,000 years. If this is the case, women have only had the rights that men have had for .03% of that time. That is crazy!!! But...H. Clinton has announced her run for presidency in 2008! How exciting. Actually, a woman ran for president in the 60s or 70s, but she will be overshadowed by Clinton. I don't really care...I just care that women are starting to represent. Thank goodness.
So, I actually went and worked out today. I know, can you believe it?! I'm trying this eating better and working out thing. We'll see how this goes. This is, however, compliments of my biology professor who has me scared to death of trans fat. Goodness gracious.
I think this is all for this entry. This will a fully packed week with three exams and the boyfriend's birthday! :)

"I'm thinking balls are to men, what purses are to women. It's just a little bag but we'd feel naked in public without it." -Carrie from Sex & The City

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