1 ~ I love, love, love Pink’s new single, “F*ckin’ Perfect,” and I also love the video. It’s so rare to hear a female artist sing about self-love outside the particular context of a relationship with a man; usually it’s all about how “my ex boyfriend made me hate myself, but you’re such a great guy you totally make my life worth living, which I could NEVER DO alone.” “F*ckin’ Perfect” is about the way we treat ourselves, and it brings me to tears almost every time I hear it. Here’s the video and an excerpt from the lyrics:
(WARNING: Video may be triggery for those with self-harm issues or eating disorders. May also make you bawl like a freaking baby.)
You’re so mean when you talk
About yourself – you are wrong
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead
So complicated – look happy, you’ll make it
Filled with so much hatred – such a tired game
It’s enough, I’ve done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons – let’s see you do the same
Pretty pretty please, don’t you ever ever feel
Like you’re less than fuckin’ perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel
Like you’re nothing
You’re fucking perfect to me…
(If you prefer a profanity-free sort of perfection, the radio edit is clean.)
2 ~ I love fingertip-less gloves. Although I love cold weather, my hands tend to freeze even when the rest of me is toasty warm. Regular gloves, of course, are impossible to type in, but the rising popularity of the fingerless variety has been a godsend to me. I seem to have lost most of my gloves but I do still have one brown pair, which you can see in my Twitter userpic if you’re so inclined. After the lovely snow that happened here in Austin this past week I’m going to put in a big order to SockDreams for more knee socks and some more gloves so that next time I’ll be set.
3 ~ I love not being bothered by Valentine’s Day this year. Don’t get me wrong, I still think it’s a crass commercialized bid to reinforce heterosexual norms and make single people feel like crap, but it’s just not making me angry this year the way it used to. I think it’s because of my declaration of celibacy, as I wrote about a while back; my outlook has shifted from “nobody will ever looooooooove me” to “thank Goddess I’m single!” Removing myself from the mainstream viewpoint on relationships, much like stepping back from fat-phobia, has been a tremendous relief.
5 ~ I love that, though I’ve fallen short of all my health goals in the past…well, ever, I’ve learned so much about my body that now I’m self-aware enough to really feel the difference that little changes make. I think that all my flitting about from branch to branch has helped get me to a place where when I do make those changes, they’ll stick, because I know how I tick, I know what to expect, and I know I have to be patient. I’ve been off caffeine for a week, for example, and I’ve noticed quite a few positive alterations in how my body and mind feel without the spike-and-dip of energy during the day. I honestly expected to have more trouble with it this week, but I’ve felt great, and that encourages me to take additional steps…one at a time.
6 ~ I love my car. Strange thing to say, I know, but it’s true. I drive a 2006 Pontiac Vibe (same color as in the pic) named Nani (Hawaiian for “beautiful”), and I’ve enjoyed her so much. She gets 32 MPG (about 30 in the city) and has been virtually headache free aside from the usual brakes, tires, and oil changes that everyone has. (Knock wood.) The Vibe is actually a Toyota Matrix with a different outside, so she’ll probably last a million years, and even though Pontiac has ceased production finding parts won’t ever be a problem. Having had cars fall apart on me over the years it’s so nice to have one that I can depend on.
7 ~ I love this article at Fat Nutritionist. The author is a sensible, practical gal with a refreshingly sane approach to food and fat, and with all the DEATHFAT! hype drenching our culture it’s a relief to know there are at least a few health professionals who are more concerned with real health than ass size.
8 ~ I love the look of incredulity I get from normal people when I have no idea who’s playing in the Superbowl. It’s the Padres and the Knicks, right? *laugh*
9 ~ I love this Zen kitty:
10 ~ I love crossword puzzles. Screw Sudoku; I want good old-fashioned New York Times Sunday edition crosswords. One of my greatest pleasures is a brand new book of puzzles, especially if I find it at Half Price Books where they’re only a couple of dollars for days of happy dorky fun.Become my patron for exclusive online content and read new stories before anyone else!