First up, a meme (courtesy of
torigates):
If I made Cinderella, the audience would immediately be looking for a body in the coach.
— Alfred Hitchcock
When I write a story, what do you immediately look for?This should be interesting. Heh.
In other news:
-I've lost a couple pounds so far since changing my diet. And by "a couple," I literally mean two. I'm assuming it's water weight, which would be a good thing, because my stomach has had a habit for a long time now of getting extremely bloated -- like, I often can't even move without hearing/feeling this massive
slosh slosh, and all I can picture are these tiny little surfers partying it up in my intestines. Right now, I still have some discomfort, but the sloshing is gone. I'm hoping it stays that way.
And…yeah, TMI. I know. Heh. Sorry. (Not really)
-Rizzoli & Isles tonight! BRING ON THE GAY.
-I had a mini-marathon of s1 Bones yesterday, doing it like I used to with X-Files -- picking certain scenes I wanted to watch from various episodes & just skipping to those moments, rather than sitting through everything. True story: when I was a teenager, I used to talk with my BFF about hooking up a second VCR so we could copy specific clips over & make our own "best of" tape. Like a fanvid before fanvids. Goodtimes. Hee. Old schoolin' it, yo!
Anyway, so, between that & Motherland (which is largely about processing grief, something my fic uses as a theme as well), it gave me what I think will be a significant idea for my story. On that same note, though, I've kind of figured out why this fic has taken me so much longer & been so difficult to get through for me -- it triggers so many emotions. I mean, the others did too, but this one goes deeper in a way. Also, I really want to get it right. Ignoring my perfectionist side & just acknowledging that there's not really a "right" here in the first place is hard. Eventually though, I swear, I WILL finish this thing. Heh.
-I made gluten-free pasta last night, which left me feeling extremely accomplished. Seriously, I don't cook. Ha. So, like, that's some gourmet shit for me. ~Boiling water! Sauce from a jar! Look out.
And I think my decision to eliminate gluten first--waiting on the others to do one at a time--was best, because even with this meal, I couldn't completely avoid the other things. I mean, not without it being a giant pain in the ass. Like, I don't know how to make sauces, okay? And I don't want to. Heh. Not yet at least. Like I said above: sauce from a jar = cooking, to me. I can't remember the last time I went to that much trouble, which, yeah: don't give me that look. I even took deli chicken (like, sandwich chicken, already cooked) and fried it with olive oil, adding it to the sauce. (I'd bought it before I saw the doctor, and, again, one thing at a time. That dish seriously would've had a piddly diddly amount of protein without it.)
As for how it tasted, the chicken & sauce were good; the noodles were meh, albeit acceptably so. Work in progress. FWIW, I have been trying to find new things to eat too, rather than just ~versions~ of stuff I'm already used to, since I think that'll help. For one, almond butter? Amazing.
maryng, you were so right. I was thinking about it tonight, too, and considering putting it on banana slices as a snack. Crazy? Or crazy delicious? We shall see.
On an interesting note, while looking up info I came across a site that said lactose intolerance is a common issue for gluten-sensitive/celiac people, though it's often temporary in their case (unlike those who inherited it) & gets better after the gluten is gone for a while & your stomach chills out. It's kind of like if you have a forest fire, the wind would obviously be problematic, right? But normally the wind might not be an issue. Makes sense, and it goes along with what the doctor & her students were trying to explain to me, I think.
-For those of you who, like me, either hated or couldn't even make it through Supersize Me, I watched what basically amounted to an anti-Supersize Me doc yesterday (
Fat Head). It leaned a little too far into the "carbs will be our downfall! Dun dun DUN!"-zone for my preferences, but it said so much of what I was thinking while watching Supersize Me (especially in regards to the villifying of fat people + its often classist/condescending/judgmental tone. And this is coming from someone who otherwise has liked Morgan Spurlock), does a great job of bashing both the BMI & the much-hyped "obesity epidemic", and has a load of good information/humor. I was going to recommend it on facebook until I realized it could lead to some of my more fanatical foodie friends lecturing me about fast food, which: HOW ABOUT NO. EFF OFF. I figured a few of you would probably like it, though. I know that, for me, every little thing I see discounting the BMI is extremely helpful, so when they showed this wiry-ass little doctor saying that his BMI was overweight? I was like, "Okay. Point made. Thank you." It still bugs me sometimes that I'm not in the "normal" weight, despite being fewer than five pounds away from it. I appreciate whenever something reminds me that it really doesn't matter.
-This entry feels boring, but whatev.
For my Vid of the Day, here's some awesomeness to make up for the boringness: