Hot Damn!
Be into it.Ye Be Warned.
In the 1960s when cigarettes first started putting warning lables on their packaging, nobody really paid attetion. And now, after decades of data, educational programs, and TRUTH commercials I am still begging my boyfriend to quit smoking. What the hell? What gives?
Sharon Stone wears a gap turtleneck to the Oscars and they fly off the shelves. But we can’t get people to understand that smoking CAUSES cancer? Really?
Either way, the media has been really jumping on the vegetarian/vegan bandwagon with more and more coverage of the negative health effects of eating meat and dairy. But for some reason, my friend posted the same article to her Twitter feed with “I don’t buy it. I’m still gonna eat my weekly red meat.” Alright. While I understand that this information is just reaching “news” status, why are people still skeptical of its truth? I didn’t realize that being a carnivour was akin to being a Christian. Stop clinging to your fried chicken and steak and think about what you’re putting in your body, and how it’s affecting our world.
Thank goodness I’m moving to Brooklyn, where you can’t walk a block without a vegan restaurant.
Peace, love and veganism,
Natalie Marie.
THANK GOD…
for Mark Bittman. He knows why I’m vegan. Now you all will too. And I hope you learn something, and start thinking about the things you put in your body. After all, it is your temple. Enjoy.
peace, love and good food,
natalie marie
I like him.
I know that shameless plugging can be annoying, but I don’t think I do so that often. Plus, I haven’t ever dated someone I can honestly say I am so incredibly proud of. This kid shocks me every day. And I’m sincerely jealous of how talented he is – and kind of thankful he doesn’t have any idea. I’m not plugging him because I’m his girlfriend, I’m plugging him because he is talented. The site is still in the works, but keep coming back to it, as I can promise it will only get better.
Alexander Lee Johnson Photography
Stumble it, favorite it, blog it, love it.
peace, love and art,
natalie marie.
New Year!
Ahl-right Ah-right. Obviously I’m bad at timeliness. so sue me. If anyone even cares, this is what I’m working on as of January 1, 2009.
RESOLUTIONS.
1. Stop smoking (cigarettes).
2. Stop drinking.
3. Lose 30 lbs. (Standard)
4. Read more non-fiction for fun.
5. Go to class.
6. Be nicer to people. [Edit: be nicer to NICE people. I will not tolerate stupidity, caddy-ness, or general shitty attitudes.]
7. Become vegetarian.
Now that we’re 30 days into January, I’m sure you’re all curious to know how the work is going on these resolutions.
Well here are my STATS.
1. Stop smoking (cigarettes). – Success. I was never addicted to them so it wasn’t difficult. Although, I do miss the occasional smoke, it’s not worth the cancer I suppose. Hooka is still occasional.
2. Stop drinking. – This lasted for a good 3 weeks. A rough 3 weeks of an online class that ate my soul. I deserved some fun. Also, an upside of not drinking means I was close to vomiting off of 5 beers. This resolution has been edited to stop drinking AS MUCH. Hopefully I can keep it to one night a week. The extra caloric intake drastically effects Resolution #3, so I need to keep this one in check. Plus, the shit alcohol actually does to your body is pretty astonishing.
3. Lose 30 lbs. - Working on it. I haven’t been to the gym in 2 weeks, but my horseback riding is killing every muscle in my body. Still, the new healthy diet (which will be discussed as a part of Resolution #7, has helped me kick about 7 lbs. Not bad.)
4. Read more non-fiction for fun. – This is awesome. I’m really into it. Some of my classes actually have decently interesting books this semester, so I’m very optimistic for this goal.
5. Go to class. - Eh. I’ve skipped Chem twice and Religion once. And I didn’t go to PR Mgmt the day of the Inaguration, but I don’t count that as skipping. I’m trying at least.
6. Be nicer to people. [Edit: Be nicer to NICE people. I will not tolerate stupidity, caddyness, or general shitty attitudes.] – I’m definitely more tolerant of people, even those listed in the edit. Baby steps, but I’m proud of my steps so far.
7. Become vegetarian. – Alright. In reading Skinny Bitch in order to help me attain Resolution #3, there were some SERIOUS facts that have led me to make a serious life change to being Vegan. On top of this, I refuse to eat anything non-organic. I realize this is a pretty serious step, but events and other information has come to my attention that greatly effected my thoughts on this issue. I do not want anything in my body that I cannot identify. I think that makes sense, so laugh if you want to, but when you get colon cancer and I don’t I won’t be laughing at you.
So there it is. We’ll see how it goes.
peace, love & vegans,
natalie marie.
Part I
I look up.
Two circles of glossy browns mixed with amber and gold rays fix their gaze on mine. My blues land on the two lips curled in a smirk underneath them.
Silence.
I relax as if preparing to fall asleep. I feel warm. And safe.
And happy.
I take a breath.
And exhale. With the carbon monoxide comes -
“I love..”
NO.
I see bright white as I slap my hands to my face and shake my head.
“I’M SORRY. I LIKE YOU A LOT.”
“What?”
He continues to question me as to why I’m upset, where I’m going, what just happened as I shakily stumble up out of his chair and out of his room, repeating lines I know he isn’t buying.
Locked in his bathroom I sit on the tub. How. How did that happen. I’ve been so careful. My own lips betrayed me. Fucking bastards.
I look in the mirror until my body stops giving me away. I twist a tissue to fix the mascara that has collected underneath my eyes as a result.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
I walk the 17 steps on the balls of my feet back to his room and pause with a warm hand on the cold handle.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
He is waiting for me. I sit down at the computer and begin to look busy.
Silence.
Clicking and typing. Fuck, this is awkward.
I feel him staring at me from his post at the end of his bed.
More silence.
“What just happened?”
“Don’t worry about it.”
He continues to periodically question me. But it’s not an interrogation. It’s a sad sort of questioning. With the kind of inflection a 5-year-old boy has when he asks the vet if his dog will be ok.
He knows it won’t.
I give in. I tell him my mistake with a degree of shoulder shrugging honesty. An simple mistake. I’m embarassed. I didn’t mean it.
I lie.
He asks why it was a mistake. Why I’m embarassed.
I tell the truth. For once.
“Because you’re not ready.”
We’ve done this before. These words aren’t new for us. He made the mistake first. I said I wasn’t ready. He said he was sure. He knew what it felt like, and this was it.
And then he took it back.
Palin Pains Me
When I started this blog I never intended to publish any sort of political discourse. And the reason behind that is strangely enough the same reason I am now writing political entries: I am so frustrated and annoyed with the politics of this country, I need to say at least SOMETHING.
But first, a bit of disclaimers:
I do not claim to be any sort of political expert. I don’t pretend to have the slightest idea about half of the political jargon the TV spews my way. I understand it, but don’t believe I am educated to the extent of making any kind of policy decisions.
I am not a politician, nor do I intend to be one.
I DO however, know that the Vice President’s job is NOT being in charge of the Senate.
Here’s a question. When looking for a job, what is the first thing you should probably look at?
Answer: Oh, probably, THE JOB DESCRIPTION.
Now I realize that the VP of the US isn’t really applied for on Monster.com. BUT before you 1) accept a nomination and 2) talk about it on TELEVISION, wouldn’t want maybe a bullet list of, say, 4 or 5 things you DO?
I’ll be honest. When McCain announced her nomination, I was shocked. “Genius move” I called it. One of the best PR plays in campaign history – aside from giving JFK a tan before his debate with Nixon. Republicans really had the possibility to step up their game and position themselves at a serious advantage in the election race.
And THEEEEN Sarah Palin opened her mouth.
Three things upset me about her campaign:
1) She looks like an idiot. All of the time.
Yes, she is a better public speaker than McCain. At scripted rallies anyway. I thought she actually did well in the debates (although she didn’t exactly answer questions). But GIRLFRIEND PLEASE. Do yourself a favor and STOP TALKING when you DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT. PLEASE. Either a) FIRE YOUR PR PERSON because clearly they are as shit at their job as you would be at VP or b) LISTEN TO THEM if you’re doing this by yourself. This is the option I find most plausible, because the idea of a top PR practitioner in the GOP letting you go on TV not knowing what the VP is responsible for is just too much stupid for my brain to comprehend. So I’m going to assume it’s you being the idiot not listening to someone when they tell you to shut the fuck up.
2) She is giving women politicians a bad name.
I wish wish wish wish Hillary had gotten this nomination. Because I would rather have the President being known for being a bitch than for being a fucking idiot. McCain even had the audacity to say she is a role model for all women. Really? REALLY JOHN MCCAIN. Because I do not want to grow up to be Sarah Palin the joke of a VP candidate. In my opinion, the majority of male voters have zero (0) respect for her as an intelligent human being. It seems as though she got the nomination to stand there and look pretty and snatch the would have been votes for Hillary away from the Democrats. Which may have worked. If you didn’t let her talk.
I don’t doubt her intelligence. I really don’t. I am sure she is smarter than the average person and is very good at her job representing her “real” town in Alaska… where her husband is a member of the secessionists and the mayor of her town has no idea what her job is either. But the VP of the most (knock on wood) powerful nation in the world probably should know a little more about politics. And I would have rather her have gone to Wellsley as opposed to the University of Idaho. A communictions major (as a student at one of the top 3 communications schools in the country… I think I have a right to say this) HAS NO BUSINESS BEING THE VICE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.
Please, if you have any respect for this country or for women. Please do not vote for Sarah Palin.
peace, love and anti-Palin,
Natalie Marie.
Two Things
One. (1)
It blows my mind that there are still girls who CAN. NOT. walk in heels.
Heaven forbid America is taken over by China or Iran or France and there is some sick game show where walking correctly in heels is required for you to LIVE, and thus the majority of the American female population will cease to exist.
get.
it.
TOGETHER.
please.
Two. (2)
Alex and I were up at 3:30 on Sunday playing with Charlie (our baby bunny rabbit, if you missed that addition) and we were watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Allen Raymond was a guest. If you’re too lazy to click on the link, basically this piece of shit went to prison for (ONLY!!!!) THREE (3) months after being involved in a phone jamming scandal in order to rig an election for a Republican candidate in 2002. He recently wrote this book:
How to Rig an Election: Confessions of a Republican Operative
Seeing this man on my television screen discussing tactics that politicians use to keep this country rooted in corruption and greed sickens me to the point of vomiting. I have never been more disgusted with someone’s actions in my entire life. He should have been in jail for MUCH longer than three (3) measly months. I want to read this book if only to educate myself further, but I am scared that doing so may induce uncontrollable vomiting. Someone needs to step up and punish these fraudulent, greedy pricks.
This country is a hot fucking mess.
peace, love, and politics,
Natalie Marie
