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For those of you who haven't seen it: Sexual Assault Prevention Tips Guaranteed To Work. Yeah, I was skeptical about the title, too, and then I read it. So much truth, man. ...Though, uh, potentially triggering, as well. Nature of the beast and all that :/
Next, there's a fab review of The Stepsister Scheme over here. I know I've talked about it a million times already, but that post goes into depth I skimped on. It talks about the book from a feminist perspective, examining both its merits and its flaws (and yes, there are flaws). It says a lot of things I thought about, but never got around to saying. If I were to write a comprehensive review of the book, rather than just listing reasons I think it is awesome, I think it would turn out something like that. Not exactly, but definitely similar. If you're not entirely spoiler-phobic, I encourage you to give the review a look-see.
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Mood went up and down yesterday. Up in the morning, lasted most of the day, tanked around when Dad picked me up for Family Dinner Night in the late afternoon. See, something I just bought came packaged in white mesh, so I was wearing it on my forearms to deter my dermatillomania. Naturally, Dad asked about them, and I replied, "It's to stop me from picking at myself."
The resulting change in his behavior was markedly subtle. His posture changed slightly, and his tone was entirely nonchalant when he replied with, "Oh. Is that a problem for you especially these days?"
Fail, Dad =_= I don't even know entirely why that pissed me off so much, only that it did. (My mental and emotional health is not the weather, Dad, please to not be inquiring about it as if it is? I've been doing this for over a year and you only notice when I finally do something about it? Somehow I get the feeling you're going to have a Long and Meaningful conversation about me with Mom instead of with me because of this, Dad? Or do you just think it's more of the same from the woman who pulled out most of her eyelashes in grade school, and then told you she was clinically depressed in a way that must have seemed out of the blue one morning in Jr High? Either it's no big deal, in which case you follow up with, "Oh. Well, I hope you get that sorted out, then," or similar, or it is a big deal, in which case you can actually talk with me about it. [End possible reasons I'm pissed.])
Anyway, dinner didn't go much better from there, as I was not inclined to curb my responses when the family asked what I was interested in these days, or what I'd heard about District Nine, etc. (Me: I'm interested in feminism! Also, I heard that District Nine is full of racism, here are five examples of it.) Managed to mostly snap myself out of politics by the second half of the meal, but still.
Followed it up with a family viewing of 9. ( These here are my thoughts )
Standard disclaimer: You are welcome to agree or disagree with any of my thoughts. Being as I was in something of a Mood already when I was watching the movie, this may have colored my viewing, so don't expect them to be all positive.
Blah blah, felt better when I got back to the apartment. You know it's been a bad few hours when the cats I complain about so often were the thing that cheered me up :P
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Oh, I also found my camera, finally! Hoping to get some much belated amigurumi and henna pics uplater tonight sometime tomorrow (too tired tonight) :3b Yay for more positive entry!
Next, there's a fab review of The Stepsister Scheme over here. I know I've talked about it a million times already, but that post goes into depth I skimped on. It talks about the book from a feminist perspective, examining both its merits and its flaws (and yes, there are flaws). It says a lot of things I thought about, but never got around to saying. If I were to write a comprehensive review of the book, rather than just listing reasons I think it is awesome, I think it would turn out something like that. Not exactly, but definitely similar. If you're not entirely spoiler-phobic, I encourage you to give the review a look-see.
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Mood went up and down yesterday. Up in the morning, lasted most of the day, tanked around when Dad picked me up for Family Dinner Night in the late afternoon. See, something I just bought came packaged in white mesh, so I was wearing it on my forearms to deter my dermatillomania. Naturally, Dad asked about them, and I replied, "It's to stop me from picking at myself."
The resulting change in his behavior was markedly subtle. His posture changed slightly, and his tone was entirely nonchalant when he replied with, "Oh. Is that a problem for you especially these days?"
Fail, Dad =_= I don't even know entirely why that pissed me off so much, only that it did. (My mental and emotional health is not the weather, Dad, please to not be inquiring about it as if it is? I've been doing this for over a year and you only notice when I finally do something about it? Somehow I get the feeling you're going to have a Long and Meaningful conversation about me with Mom instead of with me because of this, Dad? Or do you just think it's more of the same from the woman who pulled out most of her eyelashes in grade school, and then told you she was clinically depressed in a way that must have seemed out of the blue one morning in Jr High? Either it's no big deal, in which case you follow up with, "Oh. Well, I hope you get that sorted out, then," or similar, or it is a big deal, in which case you can actually talk with me about it. [End possible reasons I'm pissed.])
Anyway, dinner didn't go much better from there, as I was not inclined to curb my responses when the family asked what I was interested in these days, or what I'd heard about District Nine, etc. (Me: I'm interested in feminism! Also, I heard that District Nine is full of racism, here are five examples of it.) Managed to mostly snap myself out of politics by the second half of the meal, but still.
Followed it up with a family viewing of 9. ( These here are my thoughts )
Standard disclaimer: You are welcome to agree or disagree with any of my thoughts. Being as I was in something of a Mood already when I was watching the movie, this may have colored my viewing, so don't expect them to be all positive.
Blah blah, felt better when I got back to the apartment. You know it's been a bad few hours when the cats I complain about so often were the thing that cheered me up :P
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Oh, I also found my camera, finally! Hoping to get some much belated amigurumi and henna pics up
