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wednes ([personal profile] wednes) wrote2005-04-12 07:21 pm
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Ggrrrrr...

Haven't had the urge to punch anyone in the face today?

Read this article I saw over at Big Fat Blog, and you will.

Be stunned by questions such as:

How can fat people look so happy while eating food at a posh resort?

Be amazed by such assertions as:

Most fat people used to be thin and are all very, very unhappy.

And let's not forget these little gems:

"If we pretend that the very fat are happy and just want to be left alone we may be doing them a disservice."

and

"Sex between two hugely oversized people has got to be something to laugh about..." though they generously add "...although obesity is not a laughing matter."


I wonder if they'd like my opinion on a old, bald man who dates a girl 30 years his junior.
Maybe I'll send it to them.

In other more interested news, H and I went to Borders today so I could spend my giftcard. I got a book called Cannibal Killers by Moira Martingale and a book on Albert Fish called Derranged which I guess is fitting and is by Harold Schechter. Both will surely be excellent reads. I'll probably read one after I read Lamb as I am really into this Christopher Moore.

I don't know how it happened, but this is the last day of the first round of the Jeopardy! Super Tourney, and I never saw Ken Jennings. I saw Babu and missed Eddie Timanus (lost!) and those are my 3 fave Jeopardy! champs. Of course, only one of them has sent me his autograph.

[identity profile] fflo.livejournal.com 2005-04-13 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, did you see how that OTHER Lisa Nichols commented on this one on Big Fat Blog? I am full of resentment for this imposter---not just because she didn't respond to my communication about how fucked up it is that we have the same name & live up here & are fat & have livejournal accounts, but because I know she was an ass to you ---and it nearly cost me knowing you!

[identity profile] wednes.livejournal.com 2005-04-13 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
No, I didn't notice that.

I've met a few other chicks named Wednesday (I hear about them from people sometimes, but this one I met quite by accident) and she was a haughty, pretentious cheerleader type. It sucked. But at least this impostor lived far away.