Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Who Needs Sleep?
I DO! I need sleep! Really, I do. Now, if I could just convince my body of its importance. . .
Well, let's be honest, I give my body mixed signals- first I pump it full of caffeine and tell it that it . . . Must. . . Stay. . . Awake. . . . at ALL costs. . . (spoken through mentally gritted teeth) - and then I beg, plead, and grovel at its feet - imploring it for sweet sleep. Sweet, sweet sleep, where are you?
stupid body.
Speaking of bodies- tomorrow is my thesis defense, all about bodies- and how we view them.
Just for practice: Let's view a body, shall we? What do you see when you view THIS body?
That's a scary body. It doesn't apply to my thesis because it's not a woman. Is it a man? What kind of thing is it anyway??
Try #2
This body is similar to the previous one, in that they're both fake. It is different from the previous one because it is made of plastic. Although, to be honest, we can't be sure of the composition of the previous body. . . could be made of plastic too. Who knows?
Anyways, even though it is a doll in a risque pose, this body is highly related to my thesis because it speaks to women's body image. I'll try to avoid real nudity on my blog, but plastic nudity seems reasonable, yes?
Do you think this plastic doll-woman conforms to traditional feminine gender role norms? Do you think she self-objectifies? If my thesis could talk, it would ask about these things. It would also say that it wants to die, Die, DIE.
It wants to be DEAD, GONE, KAPUT, VANQUISHED, SLAUGHTERED AND REMOVED FROM THE FACE OF THIS EARTH!!!
-wait- no, that's what I want.
Come to think of it, I don't know what my thesis wants, nor do I know what it would say if it were a living being.
In other news: my dog is insane and is carrying an empty yogurt container around the house.
In other other news: no one is going to read this blog and I don't know why I'm writing it.
In other other Other news: it's 4:23am and I defend my thesis is 5 hours and 37 minutes and I'm still not tired.
okay. I'll try the sleep thing again, despite my wide awakeness. It's kind of like going to the restroom even when you don't have to "go." Usually if you sit there long enough. . .
yes. We'll try that.
Well, let's be honest, I give my body mixed signals- first I pump it full of caffeine and tell it that it . . . Must. . . Stay. . . Awake. . . . at ALL costs. . . (spoken through mentally gritted teeth) - and then I beg, plead, and grovel at its feet - imploring it for sweet sleep. Sweet, sweet sleep, where are you?
stupid body.
Speaking of bodies- tomorrow is my thesis defense, all about bodies- and how we view them.
Just for practice: Let's view a body, shall we? What do you see when you view THIS body?
That's a scary body. It doesn't apply to my thesis because it's not a woman. Is it a man? What kind of thing is it anyway??
Try #2
This body is similar to the previous one, in that they're both fake. It is different from the previous one because it is made of plastic. Although, to be honest, we can't be sure of the composition of the previous body. . . could be made of plastic too. Who knows?
Anyways, even though it is a doll in a risque pose, this body is highly related to my thesis because it speaks to women's body image. I'll try to avoid real nudity on my blog, but plastic nudity seems reasonable, yes?
Do you think this plastic doll-woman conforms to traditional feminine gender role norms? Do you think she self-objectifies? If my thesis could talk, it would ask about these things. It would also say that it wants to die, Die, DIE.
It wants to be DEAD, GONE, KAPUT, VANQUISHED, SLAUGHTERED AND REMOVED FROM THE FACE OF THIS EARTH!!!
-wait- no, that's what I want.
Come to think of it, I don't know what my thesis wants, nor do I know what it would say if it were a living being.
In other news: my dog is insane and is carrying an empty yogurt container around the house.
In other other news: no one is going to read this blog and I don't know why I'm writing it.
In other other Other news: it's 4:23am and I defend my thesis is 5 hours and 37 minutes and I'm still not tired.
okay. I'll try the sleep thing again, despite my wide awakeness. It's kind of like going to the restroom even when you don't have to "go." Usually if you sit there long enough. . .
yes. We'll try that.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Beginning #2.
Friendship: the eraser of crankiness
I added a picture of an eraser (see left) to show how my bummy crankiness of this morning and afternoon was erased away by, surprisingly, an unexpected run-in with an equally cranky friend. You would think that crank+crank = copious amounts of crankosity, when in fact, crank+crank leads some sort of crank overload in which the excess melts away into a pool of, well, tranquility. Who knew?
I was going to write this blog about minimalism (thus the title of my first post) - but I don't really think that I'm an adequate advisor on how to live minimally. I feel like I fail at that task daily. Even so, I have always believed that intention can be quite powerful- so I try to avoid beating myself up, and instead keep my goal in ever present sight. I have a favorite quote
-begin again and again and again with intention-
Don't ask me who said it, because I don't know. But I love it. There is always time to begin again. And so it is with this blog. This is Beginning #2.
Adventures in not so minimal minimalism.
Welcome to my blog.
This is too much pressure.
I'll try again later.
This is too much pressure.
I'll try again later.
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