So, how was everyone's Halloween? What were your costumes?
The bf and I went to a local winery, and I was dressed like Wednesday Addams (he didn't get in costume, the spoilsport). There aren't any pictures of me in full length (I wore a black shirt, black shorts, and black and white striped tights), unfortunately.
The night consisted of going to the Rocky Horror Picture Show (in costume, of course). I'm not allowed to post any pics of the bf's alter-ego "Alexis", but here's a link to the video of the 10th annual crotch race!
So, yeah. Roman Polanski got arrested, and the whole rape culture comes up and rears its ugly head. Kate Harding wrote an excellent op-ed about the people defending him, so I won't rehash what she said. I just find myself reeling and crying over the fact that this is even a fucking controversy. I don't care if everyone's forgiven him- forgiveness has nothing to do with it! He committed crimes that, in theory, are very serious offenses. He should pay his debt to society. He's not above the law, no matter how long ago it happened- celebrity shouldn't make you above the law. And I don't know how you can have a human heart and think that this is okay.
Chris said this on his facebook, I knew there was a reason I loved the man:
As human beings I think we should have a personal connection. He violated another human being and as a fellow human being that sickens me.
I love Chris, not just because of his geekery or love of movies, but because of who he is. Take another look at that statement: he believes women are human beings.
And, let's face it, would we be having this controversy or debate if we really believed that woman were human?
So, I haven't gotten around to finding the new cord my printer needs (right now I have to hold the cable just.so. in order for my printer to recognize my laptop), but here are some photos of a work in progress.
Hmm.... these two look familiar... or at least the guy on the left does...
Swoops of fishies- koi to be specific. The fish are laid out in a Golden Spiral motif.
One of my major influences for this piece is Hugo Simberg, Finnish symbolist painter (The Wounded Angel is my favorite of his paintings- I like it so much, I named my Twitter page after it).
Where is the rest of that kitten? you may ask. I reply that I don't think you really want to know the answer to that.
This side is pretty much done- I just have to polish things up a bit. (BTW, the nacken is based on something I found on Men-in-Full , a photo of Burl Ives naked in a bathtub)
The frames in the middle are going to have a couple facing each other, after I build a rig to suspend them.
This is why I refuse to align myself with the pro-life movement, even though I am pretty much against abortion (it should be legal, women need the right to control their reproductive futures, but I'm not going to say that I think abortion would ever be something I would do. I am not saying I am more or less moral than a woman who would or has had an abortion- I don't want to get into that debate here, unless we can keep it civil, ie. no "barefoot and pregnant" vs "babykillers" debates). No matter what your stance- pro choice, pro life, or anywhere in between, I think we can all agree that this argument is pretty ugly:
Yeah. All aborted fetuses were destined to be great. I equally hate the pro-choice response to said argument: Well, what about the fetuses that were destined to be the next Hitler or Stalin? Nobody wins that game, it's a stupid game, it devalues the already-born, fetishizes the unborn, and negates free will. (and how interesting is it that a Catholic organization is preaching predestination?)
Here's a Cracked.com reader's more humorous take on the subject:
On another note, I've written a few comics, and I have some posts that are actually about fat stewing around in my head. This just felt like it needed to be blogged about.
I've been wondering if the breakup is bothering me more than I let on that it is (and I let on that it's bothering me a LOT). Even though I've moved on- Sand and I decided to give it another go- I find myself idly thinking about the future I would've had with Bernie, and it makes me break down again.
Connected to this, I'm very worried about emotional eating, and whether listening to my cravings during this time may reignite my eating disorder. I've been loading up on carbs for the last couple days- a big bowl of spaghetti alio for lunch, with pizza and salad for dinner, or an eggplant and spinach slider for lunch and three cinnamon rolls for dinner (and I'm writing right now to keep myself from purging, since in my mind this food is "bad").
How can I not fail at this? I want to listen to my body, but if I eat something wrong, or some kind of comfort food, my mind thinks it's a binge and I have the overwhelming desire to purge myself, even though I haven't had that desire in over a year.