Random notes, and some thinky thoughts prompted by a post I read

[cupcake_goth]

Random notes:

- I'm not sure if I took my meds this morning. I'm pretty sure I did, but there is always the chance that my fuzzy memory of opening the bottle and taking the pill is pure fiction. It's not the end of the world if I miss a dose, but I still wish I knew for sure one way or another.

- Even though I was incredibly fuzzy and tired this morning, I managed to have the 5 minutes I needed to quickly take in the side seams on the jacket I wanted to wear. Yes, I needed to do that. It was either do a quick "tailoring" job to make it fit better, or pick another jacket to wear. 5 minutes of sewing seemed to be the easier, less brain-taxing option.

- Weather, yay weather! Sunny and cool and a bit blustery. Of course, I even liked Monday's downpour, and went for a walk in it. Those of you who prefer the heat and the burning orb may now look at me like I'm a crazy person, I don't mind.

- Thinky thoughts! So yesterday, deliciouspear had a post about being proud of whatever things you like, even if you know that they're cheesy or if people constantly try and change your mind. As many of you know, this is a mindset I VERY MUCH SUPPORT.

There is a lot to be said in favor of liking things just because they make you happy, and not trying to add any layer of ironic distance to your enjoyment. Sure, be self-aware enough to admit (and possibly embrace) any cheese-tastic awfulness, but don't feel you HAVE to defend your enjoyment or explain your tastes with anything other than "I like it and it makes me happy".

Here, let me give you some examples: I LIKE the movies of Queen of the Damned and the recent version of Phantom of the Opera. Am I aware that they're kind of awful? Oh yes. But I think they're marvelous fun.

Last night I created an iTunes playlist named "Eyeliner and Aqua-Net". Yes, it is full of Motley Crue, Guns n' Roses, and HIM. Because sometimes I just want to listen to dumb, loud RAWK music.

When in a certain mood, I will re-read the spaaaaarkly vampire books. I am eagerly waiting for a copy of the 4th to turn up at a used book store. Yes, I know exactly how awful those books are. But as cleolinda has pointed out, sometimes you want the reading equivalent of a Twinkie.

And speaking of Twinkies ... oh, Twinkies. I have an unholy fondness for them. I figure that I'm effectively immortal because of the amount of Twinkies I've eaten over the years. In fact, writing this is making me crave one right now. I may have to walk to a grocery store later this afternoon ...


Anyway, don't be ashamed of what you like. The flip side being, of course, this means that mocking people for what THEY like is Not Okay. Some gentle teasing between friends is one thing (this is where I look at my friends who are Dark Angel fans and shake my head in faux-dismay), but pointing, laughing, and sneering because someone has enthusiasms you don't share and don't understand? Does it really make you feel better about yourself? (Sure, feel free to rail and roll your eyes privately, if you absolutely must. The key word there is privately.)

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[theicequeen.livejournal.com]

a second vote for "ironic distance is overrated."

and i am so glad for the things that have taught me that none of my pleasures are guilty; they are just pleasures. i now slip them into conversations as soon as i can with new friends or potential partners just to see how they'll respond. because i like what i like. and not mentioning things just gets tedious. as does having to let people take the piss over such things.

i have had to make a to-do list that includes even the small things so that i don't forget stuff. it's not so much about me forgetting as about the fact that:
1. a very routine daily flow means i can easily recall what i did yesterday and mistake it for today.
2. when things (like the current non-stop ferret issues) pull me out of the flow or make it bumpy, it is so easy for me to lose little things.