Halloween Candy here I come…….
Fat is a barrier, a bellicose statement to others that, to some, justifies hostility in kind. The world says to the fat person, “Your fatness is an affront to me, so we have the right to treat you as offensively as you appear.” Fat is not merely viewed as another type of tissue, but as a diagnostic sign, a personal statement, and a measure of personality. Too little fat and we see you as being antisocial, fearful and sexless. Too much fat and we see you as slothful, stupid, and sexually hung up.
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| — | Albert Ellis, Michael Abrams, Lidia Dengelegi, The Art & Science of Rational Eating, 1992 |
Whats In A Name
So, I’m sitting at _____ at 4 0’clock in the morning and I am looking at the menu trying to decide which plate of fate and grease i would like to order. I take a glance over at the dessert section and there they offer smoothies and milkshakes for your pleasure. I notice that all of these icy beverages have cute little names to go with them such as Groovy Mango, or Strawberry Bannana Sensation. Why, I ask myself do these frozen delights have such corny names. Do resturaunts name them thus because they think we are actually attracted to the name and not the product? I do not know about you but they could name it Strawberry flavored syrup in vanilla icecream like drink and as long as it looked and tasted like strawberry and sugar I would drink it.
Any reviewer who expresses rage and loathing for a novel is preposterous. He or she is like a person who has put on full armor and attacked a hot fudge sundae.
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| — | Kurt Vonnegut |
Really! Seriously!
This is dumb but this is what the hotline people say I should do; I am supposed to blog about my smoking and weightloss that it will help me put things in to perspective. How ridiculous! How is telling a bunch of strangers on the internet about why I cant quit smoking or eating going to help me quit smoking or eating? As a matter of fact im sitting here on my porch right now smoking a cigarette:) ugh i just used a smiley face to end a sentence but that is a complete change of subject i will contemplate later. I do really want to quit I do! but heres the thing I actually like doing both they make me happy, or atleast provide a false sense of happiness and really whats the difference. So here I go off to work to get in my car smoke some more on the way to work, declare at work im never touching another cigarette again, then sneak out for a smoke break. Seriously! Really!
