Beyond 30: The Next Chapters

I am fat. Now, I know what you're going to say "You're not fat, you're beautiful!". Why is it that our social constructs dictate that body weight and beauty are directly tied? How did we reach this point? Earlier this week, my dear friend Julia posted an article about the obesity epidemic in America  and the ways in which a person's weight, most especially women, forces individuals to exist in the world in much different ways than those who are gifted enough to be traditionally beautiful or thin. Fat women don't get to behave in ways that thin women do. We have to be funny and also sincere. We also don't really get to be sexual because sleeping with a fat chick is only something people with fat fetishes do. Activities that are reserved for the thin and beautiful are perceived as gross and unseemly (honestly, when is the last time you saw a very overweight woman in a bikini?). It's likely no secret that I've struggled with my weight my ent

There's really nothing that I want to talk about this week. I can honestly say that nothing of note has occurred; there is nothing happening in my life that is worthy of discussion or thought. Work, come home, play with the dog, eat dinner, sleep, repeat. And though it sounds boring, I kind of live for routine. I'm the type of person who is comfortable in the familiar, comfortable in realistic expectations. I like knowing that everyday when I come home I'll have a sweet dog to greet me and give me sweet kisses. I like knowing that when I get home there's nothing to do but relax, hang out with my roommate, spend some time on the internet, and enjoy my downtime. Monotony is welcome in my home.  Perhaps we could talk about the non-monotonous stuff. Friday I went out on a date. Please, no, don't get excited about it because frankly, there's nothing to be excited over. We met for a couple of drinks at a local bar/restaurant, talked, sat in moderate awkward silence

I know, I know: it's been a while. Weeks, in fact. I would apologize for the lack of communication or the lack of dedication I have to keeping up with this blog but I won't do it. Life happens and I won't apologize for enjoying myself or taking time away or anything in between. But what I will say is thank you for sticking with me and allowing me to have downtime when I needed it. Now, moving on to the important stuff. We have so much to catch up on! But wait! You're wondering "Where is the NSFW juicy bits  (not safe for work for those out of the internet loop) ?". You, my friends,  will have to wait and see. Find the hidden link in this blog and I will take you through a journey... First things first: about a month ago, I got a terrible haircut. Now, this isn't just your run-of-the-mill "Oh, it's not exactly what I asked for but it'll do". No, this was "I think I might cry because this is so far off the mark from what I ask