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I’m a bit annoyed ( see Why We Hate Fat People by Laota ). I’ve read on two different blogs, which shall not be named here, that fat people just don’t care about their health, that they’re fat because they’re lazy pigs who do nothing but eat fast food five times a day and should get up off their fat asses once in awhile. One blog even went so far as to blame the parents of fat people, saying that they don’t care about their children’s health and let them eat nothing but McDonalds and candy. What the hell? How do you get to be that ignorant?

First of all, it’s kind of weird to automatically blame parents for a kids weight, especially since some weight problems are genetic – there’s a little girl who lives a few blocks from me who weighs twice what she should, her family is big, too, and I used to babysit for her when she was 3 or 4 and she was heavy then, she’s 9 now and still heavy – they have veggies, fruit, health food, soy milk and nothing really fattening in their kitchen and they take family walks, bike ride, swim – but they’re still overweight and get treated like they’re lazy or slobs. More than once I’ve had to walk the little girl home from school past a particular block in my neighborhood because there are a few little girls in her class who terrorize her and try and beat her up, they call her names and she can’t handle it. For what? Because they have a stupid, ignorant but very popular, predjudice.

Personally, I grew up chubby and I never overate, in fact people made me feel so fat that I excercised all the time and, being a stupid kid, ate almost nothing – I did it for years, and I stayed at a heavier-than-my-friends weight. As soon as my leg got frelled up and I couldn’t walk for a few months ( which is what happens when you don’t have health insurance ) I ballooned up, and I wasn’t eating any more, less or differently than I usually did. I never eat fast food, since I don’t have the money to do so and the nearest fast food place is 30 miles away, nearly, and I don’t have a working car so McD’s wasn’t the culprit, I just couldn’t get up and excercize 2 hours every day anymore.

See, I’m one of those people who have to work twice as hard as my peers and eat half the calories they were eating just to stay at ‘chubby’, which I eventually accepted and now, though I’m heavier than I was then, I still work out every day but I have no desire to eat my old standby of almost nothing. I know I won’t ever be thin, I’m OK with it, but it pisses me off that nobody else seems to be.

Actually, I’ve got a better self image now than I ever have even though now I’m past chubby, I’m downright fat ( and you can deal with it or bite me ), and I look at older pictures of myself before my accident and wonder why I let people tell me I was fat, lazy and ugly. I wasn’t, but I believed everything they said. That screwed with my head, badly, and spent a great portion of my life unable to look myself in the mirror on the off moments when I wasn’t scrutinizing how many pounds I may have lost or gained, I lived on a scale and perminantly chained to nothing but salads, tuna, water and yogurt and counting every calorie as if it were double in hopes of losing that extra five or six pounds. I wish I had a time machine, I wish I could go back and explain to myself that being fat doesn’t have to be a bad thing and that if I let other people control how I see myself then I’m giving them power over me. I hate that. I have a giant, swinging castration complex that won’t let me do that now, lol.

A big problem is that people who consider themselves healthy, who are many times stick skinny and underweight, terrorize overweight people just because they can get away with it. And they justify it by saying that they’re just trying to ‘help’ the person. How, by getting in their business and making them feel worthless? By following a classmate to school, saying you’re going to beat her up? For what? Her size? I know there are a few of that type reading this right now, and let me assure you that you aren’t helping. If someone’s overweight, weither or not it’s their fault, you calling them names and bullying them far into adult life just makes it harder for them to live a happy life.

If someone’s going to make an effort to lose weight because someone ( or many people ) have been putting them down, chances are they’re going to go on crash diets and use pills and supplements because it’s not being healthy that they care about. In fact they probably don’t even care if it kills them, they don’t care if they’re healthy or not, they just want to be thin – they just want you to stop. How is that helpful? Are you high? Is your life not fullfilling enough without torturing someone who obviously has enough to worry about?

While I’m a big advocate of healthy eating and a healthy lifestyle, I think it’s stupid and downright schoolyard to make someone else’s life a living hell just because they don’t look exactly like you. I may never be thin, in fact I know I won’t, but I’d rather like myself and look in the mirror wondering about my stupid hair or trying out a new color of lip gloss than terrified that I may be one pound fatter. Lighten up, people, being skinny doesn’t make you better than anyone else and, let’s face it, there are plenty of skinny people who are just as unhealthy as overweight people so why not get off our tit already? We only get one life, and we all want to enjoy it. When you terrorize someone for any reason, you’re in effect stealing some of their life that they’ll never get back, and if you do this and you’re not ashamed of yourself then YOU are the one who’s worthless.



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Nov. 28th, 2007 03:05 am
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Whoo, we’re almost done with the turkey! Just the legs left now, and I don’t think I want to bother making them all fancy, I’ll just heat them up in the gravy for the mashed taters and we’ll have them with stuffing and lots of salad. I love salad, I want to go to salad heaven someday and have a bed made of sunflower seeds, which I eat and then have no bed. Sleeping on the floor is a small price to pay for a bed-sized pile of sunflower seeds, lol. I’m so random, I even confuse myself at times.

Just got some new bento stuff in the mail today, I’ve got two more packages coming. One of bento stuff, of course, and one of them is a secret-y late birthday present for Laota. I’m so giddy, she’s gonna flip when she sees it! It’s so her, and besides I was secretly taking notes when she gushed over it on eBay, lmao. *does a present dance*! I’d tell you guys what it is, but you’re all big mouths! Telephone, Tell A Friend, Tell Shibuya’s Readers. No, seriously, if I put it up here she’d see it and the surprise would be ruined, but I like blaming you anyway – it strengthens our bond. ;)



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The Itis!

Nov. 23rd, 2007 01:23 am
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Hoo, stuffed! I’m stuffed – I have the itis! That’s right, THE itis! I ate way too much, but I’m much more than a my-own-horn-tooter, I’m also a pretty damn good cook, if I do say so myself, lol. I made turkey, stuffing, my special “No Gravy Potato Mash” and a recipe I made up today on the fly, “Irish Cream Pumpkin Gems” which I made in my brand new silicon bakeware muffin pan ( I love it, it rules! ) with actual irish cream and sour cream folded into my pumpkin pie recipe ( try it, it makes it light and fluffy and it has a nice tang to it ), the only thing I can’t make for crap is I wish I could make rolls and I just never get them right – I may need a new recipe? Speaking of recipes, I’ll have the recipes for everything I’ve made on Hanamachi Lights in the next few days. :D



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Whoo, I’ve been using that Vat19 ambient fireplace DVD for the past two nights ( yes, only I have, Laota is forbidden from using it! I have the power! Also, Laota likes it, too ) and it’s perfect for falling asleep to, nice calming burning ‘noise’ and light melody. I’ve already got my sights set on the ambient sleep, lol. I’m starting to think I have to buy everything at Vat19 – they’re magnificent genius bastards!

Now, onto the reason for this post – and it’s a good reason! Toy makers and candy makers are starting to truely frighten me. Why, you may ask? Because they’re starting to make candy and toy hybrids that look sinister and alien or that double as a weapon, that’s why! I bought a 50 cent Mickey Mouse sucker and didn’t realize it’s stick was some kind of insane light up alien probe until I accidentally hit the button on the bottom of it when I was bringing it home from the store ( I didn’t even know it was there! ). This is the result:

Ew!

How did they pitch that? Hold up a lit up probe with a big smile on their face and say, “You know, for kids!”?



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Whoo, I’m getting old, or at least it feels like I am. Do you know that I’ve been blogging for over eight years on various sites, I’ve had Beautiful Sin probably six, maybe seven years and I’ve been making sites and in the graphics biz for eleven years? Tha’s just my net life, too, Odin knows how old I really am. Probably a seven or eight, easy. Thanks to Nick for his guess of fourty, which is closer than my guess of seven or eight by a long shot, lol. I’m so looking forward to just relaxing today and gorging on cake – because that’s a healthy way to live, lol.

I’ll write more later, since I can’t for the life of me remember what I had started out writing. It was about DVDs, I know that much, lol.



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I dare you to tell me these aren’t cute, lol. Double dare! This is a rotten picture, but I just had to snap one, even if it was with my horrible, stupid camera phone, lol. I used my bento veggie cutters that I had shipped in from Tokyo, and I just adore them – they’re sakura, ume and orange blossom home made sugar cookies ( about 2/3 of an inch across ) with home made pastel frosting, just big enough to stick in a bento but I doubt they’ll last that long, lol.
Blossom Cookies



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Well, it’s official – today is My Birthday Eve. Pay out, PayPerPost, I’d like a cake, lol. I know, I know, it’s sad that I’ve got to buy my own birthday cake – but it’s something I chose to do, and I’m a damn good baker so I could, technically, bake my own if I wanted to but I want to buy a nine dollar ice cream cake. It’s generic, but it’s good – strawberry shortcake with white chocolate decoration on the top and berry cream ice cream. I’m too old to be obsessing over cake, lol. But, I’m of the mind that I’d like one decent birthday, and this is the first year I’ve had in twenty years that I haven’t had to share ( meaning give ) my celebration to my stepdad. The awful jackass.

See, his birthday was the day before mine so I’d get a piece of cake but I couldn’t blow out the candles, he’d get the cards, he’d get the presents, he’d get pampered and I was expected to be one of the people who did the pampering. I can’t tell you how many times I was the one who baked his cake, bought him presents, made him dinner, cleaned up after him – because my birthday didn’t matter. I know it’s kind of childish to whine about it now, since most people consider birthdays to be something that only children get excited about, but I spent my birthdays until I was seventeen being silently envious and hurt by it. In fact he dominated my mother and Laota‘s birthday celebrations, too, and Christmas, Thanksgiving, Mother’s and Father’s days, school events, church events – if there was attention to be paid, he wanted it paid to him and no one else. He was like a vicious, jealous, mean child and he’d get violent if he didn’t get what he wanted, when he wanted.

After a certain point in my life, though, I think I just accepted it and fell into a life of mundane repetition – no opinions, no backtalk, no promise of a better life. And awful as it is to say, in the months that he’s been gone my life has taken an upswing – it’s not a good life, I’m still landlocked and holding down four jobs with literally almost no pay ( we’re talking maybe $200 a month, if that ), and were it not for PayPerPost, I’d literally have nothing. At least I can afford a cake this year, and, for once, it’s happy birthday to me.



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CROSS POSTED

Ack, freaking FREEZING! That space heater’s doing absolutely nothing for this place, at least it keeps Laota and I *almost* warm when we’re sleeping but I’m about ready to kick Cold’s ass, lol. I seriously do not need to get sick.

At least we’ve got cocoa and cider and the occasional warm rice, ugh I love rice. I may make some when I get done typing. Pew, I have to remember to take the garbage out in the freezing cold. More pew.

I made some pumpkin cookies, actually sugar cookies in the shape of pumpkins – so cute. The frosting is fantabulous, I decree that I’m the best frosting maker of all time, lol. Cookies and cocoa and a bigger butt here I come!



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