gaga for, well, Gaga...

It's no secret that I'm not a big fan of Lady Gaga.
I like some of her songs and she's kind of fun.
She annoys me though and I can't really put my finger on why...
It has to do with her trying so hard to be "cool" and "different".
I can't bear pretension and pretentious people.
In my humble opinion, the uncoolest thing in the world is trying to be cool.

However, having finally caved in, I bought the latest Q magazine.*
The Gaga is on the cover and there's also a story/interview in the mag.
And after reading it I actually find myself respecting
(and dare I say admiring) her.
I found myself looking at her from a different perspective.

From the article:
"She's the world's only female pop icon
who deliberately presents herself as
significantly less attractive than she really is..."
And on the subject of her record label saying
"we need something beautiful",
when she proposed a shot of "a black haired Gaga crying blood"
as the artwork for The Fame Monster, she had this to say:
"... the last thing any young person needs is another
photograph of a woman rubbing her glistening tits,
enjoying life, because that's not how we fucking feel"
Word!

So, I'm reevaluating my opinion of her.
And left feeling very confused by Q mag.
I mean the reason I didn't want to buy it in the first place
was to do with them (however indirectly) sexually objectifying women.**
All this is very confusing.

That's really all I wanted to say!
Now I'm off to buy shoes.
With the weight of "Sabina's shoe fund" heavily on my shoulders.

Live long and prosper.
Sab x



*Long story which I started writing about when I was ill
but temporarily gave up on due to the fact that
I was unable to write coherent sentences or indeed make any sense.
I'm trying to finish it but finding it difficult picking up a train
of thought born in the throes of fever...

** See above ^

oops, I did it (yet) again

We've all been there.
It's a rainy Saturday.
The person you have plans with suddenly cancels.
You're sat there in your room watching telly
and idly googling stuff...

What to do?
The obvious thing is -
Get a tattoo!

Or maybe that's just me?
And how I roll.

Ink me up baby!
sab x

Epic lawl

Dude at 0:58 - you rock my world!

sab x

the kiss of life

What a beautiful name for something so clinical.
Artificial respiration

Things I am embracing:
my inner chav
sci-fi
the cooling of my heart
my own fallibility

Things that are embracing me:
music
darkness
the winter inside

I need someone to kiss me
and bring me back to life.

the good old days?

Going through your old texts and/or facebook/myspace messages
is not something I'd recommend.
At least not if you're anything like me...

I miss those days.
I had a life.
Places to go, things to do, people to see
and (to quote my sister) boys to seduce.
How did this happen?
How am I sat at home on a sunday
looking back on the good old days?
(ignoring the fact that I'm suffering from a fatal cold)

This was a mistake.
This is only bringing me down.
I was actually ok before this little trip down memory lane.
Feeling quite cheerful.
Way to sabotage yourself Sab!

I'm going to go be depressed now.

see ya on the flip side
sab x

Beddy bye-byes for me

I've been working on this long, serious
blog post about being a feminist
and liking music
and being pissed off.
And it doesn't make any sense.
My head feels like it's full of cotton wool.
I'm struggling, through a fog, to make any sense.

Is this what being stupid feels like?

So I ate half a burrito,
(yay for the new burrito place down the road)
took some more paracetamol, ibuprofen,
nasal spray and cough medicine
and now I'm going back to bed.

My angry post will have to wait.
I'll revisit/finish/rewrite it when I feel better.
I'm going to watch stupid videos on youtube for a while
then go to bed.

Y'all be good now.

sab x

Woe is me and all that

I have actually taken the day off work today.
Achy, snotty, feverish, coughing up a lung.
That's me.

Oh, and I can't sleep.
The whole too hot/too cold thing
is throwing me of my game.
That and the need to blow my nose
every five minutes.
And when I do my head feels like
it's going to explode.
Also if I lean over.
Except then it feels like my face is going to fall off.

Boo hoo.

I've dosed myself up with paracetamol,
nasal spray and cough syrup.
I'm going to listen to some music and try to sleep.

And hope that I'll be well enough, by 6.30,
to go see G in his play.
I missed it last year and I'll be damned if I miss it again!

Whine, whinge, whine, whinge.

I want my mummy.
And recorded Lucky Luke episodes on the telly.
And tea with honey drunk through a straw.
On the sofa.

sniff
cough

sab x

I'm lovin' it

Ok, so this seems to be turning into a photo blog...

My theory is that the lip piercing is jealous 'cause
it's not the newest one anymore.
Hence it's punishing me by making my lip swell up.
Which wouldn't really be a problem
(I mean people pay god money for fat lips)
if it wasn't for the fact that it's only one side...

I have rinsed and cleaned with salt solution.
I have also taken some ibuprofen,
not for the pain but it's anti-inflammatory right?
I have no idea if that will help but it can't really hurt eh?!

Now to shower and meet up with sis to buy birthday
present for our dear mum.

sab x

p.s the new holes in my ear hurt.
When am I going to learn that altering the right side of
my body will hurt more than the left.
Seeing how I sleep on my right side...

p.p.s I have just realised that when I'm done with all
my body altering the majority of the work will be on my right side.
Only one tattoo planned for left side
(and that's one no one will see)
and one ear piercing.

p.p.p.s Hmmm

xx

Oop, I did it again...

'Cause that's just how I roll...

sab x

Gaaahhh

I've spent all evening catching up on blogs.
Big Dave was at the laptop doctors for two days.
There is so much to read!
Also listening to music.
And youtubing.

I rely to much on my laptop.
It's such a big part of my life.
I'm not entirely sure it's healthy.
The other night I didn't know what to do
with myself.
Usually of an evening I have the telly
on and surf the interwebs.
If there's nothing interesting on I just
mute it 'til something better comes on.
(Oh my god, I'm environmentally unfriendly
AND totally dependent on my laptop!)
But the other night there was nothing on,
well nothing good anyway, so I didn't know what to do.
I ended up reading a book.
Beginning to end.
(Have I told you I'm a fast reader?
Whoosh and I'm done)
Now, don't get me wrong, I love reading.
But I prefer doing it because I feel like it.
Not from a lack of anything else to do.

This begs the question, how on earth did
I spend my evenings pre-Big Dave?
Did I actually have a life?
Like with actual socialising and stuff?
I don't think so....

Now I'm going to telephone my mum.
If I can find my phonecard...
Then off to the cinema with sis.
(look, socialising!!!)

Have a good night the Internet!
sab x

so...

I have realised that I'm a bit of
a sci-fi nerd.
Hmm...

Ho hum,
back to my supernatural marathon.

sab x

On being a nanny

Had a little cuddle with my g-man tonight.
He's not a very cuddly boy.
So cuddles, when they happen, are special.
And they are only really cuddles in our little world.
He calls it keeping my legs warm.
It mainly involves me lounging on the sofa
and him leaning on my legs.
But it's nice.
It's the closest I get to cuddles with him.
And it's taken me five years to get to this point.

Maybe when I leave this job I'll even get a hug!

sab x

Some people...

I am currently deep in an investigation
into "fandom", "fan-fiction" and "fan-wanking"
(it's fascinating stuff people!)
and I'm just...
it's like...
...wow
is all I can say.

Some people seriously need a reality check.

There are articles about the subject of fan(aticism)dom.
Articles angry at the original article.
Articles defending the original article.
Articles defending the subject.
And on it goes.
Until it takes on a life of it's own and is no longer even
remotely related to the original question/opinion/whatever.
I'm following one such discussion at the moment.
It's dizzying.
I have no idea what's going on any more.
And some people are actually a bit scary...
Generally it's hilarious though!

Also, some of these people don't seem to have the
same embarrassment threshold as the rest of us...
From the thread I'm currently reading:

"sure I write (fan fiction), but I draw the line at anything I'd
be embarrassed to actually discuss with them in person
should that ever come up when meeting them..."

Ok, seriously?

This is fun!
I urge you all to delve into this fascinating world!

Peace out
sab x

Beautiful ladies!

I got this lady from a brilliant website
where you can find all sorts of vintage images etc.
Well worth a look if you're into that sort of stuff!

vintage resources
main page with links to various images
vintage ladies
where I found this particular one

sab x

ok...

Big Dave
(my laptop)
has been a bit iffy in one corner lately.
A bit squeaky and coming apart kind of iffy.
And what do you know, today a screw fell out...

I'm thinking I should take him to the laptop doctor.
It should be a fairly quick thing to fix right?
I mean, I don't know that I could live without him for too long.

Poor Big Dave!
At least he's not in pain, being an inanimate object and all.

Now, off to work I go.
(hey ho, hey ho)

sab x