Mini update...

I know what you're thinking - "how can someone with so much free time be neglecting her blog in this deplorable manner??? That's just inexcusable." Well, in my defense, I will retort by saying that I have been feeding my brain with creative ideas! (And I've been working out like crazy, too.) I did have a mini-update last week, which included pictures of me before and after having lost 20 pounds, but I quickly took it down because it was a kind of a "limited edition post." Hehe. (Oh, how I delude myself with my ideas of grandeur and that people actually care. Some of you do care, I know. God bless your hearts.)

In any case, I have been reading Tina Fey's "Bossypants" and have started to watch her show 30 Rock. I must say, it was quite a delightful surprise. I expected the humor it contained to be vulgar and common, but quite the contrary. It's witty and very context-based, meaning that you MUST be in tune to popular culture to "get" it. If popular culture and current events aren't your thing, then I'm sorry to say that you are out of luck. If you're under 35 and are out of touch with popular culture, then I dare say I feel sorry for you. Yea, that's right. Rejoice your youth! C'mon, admit it! Everyone likes at least one Lady Gaga song. It's OK. It's much better to like her NOW than 20 years down the road (when you find yourself hating your spouse and your children, listening to a compilation CD called "Best of the '10's" as you down a whole galloon of cheap beer.)

I've also started reading Erik Larson's "In the garden of beasts," which is a non-fiction narrative that talks about Ambassador Dodd, the man in charge of the US embassy in Germany during Hitler's Third Reich. So far, it's quite good. I really like the author's style - he pays attention to detail without going overboard, provides enough foreshadowing to keep the reader interested, etc.

Oh, and I've also discovered Fran Lebowitz! This woman is a genius. I actually came randomly across the HBO documentary titled "Public Speaking," directed by Martin Scorsese, which is essentially a compilation of many of Lebowitz's talks and interviews. She has a very keen perception of society, and she isn't afraid to speak what's on her mind. Truth be told, I have become such a fan that I have bought all of her books (she only has 2 for she claims that she's been suffering from a severe case of writer's block since the 80's.) Some of my favorite quotes by her:
"Think before you speak. Read before you think."
"Your life story would not make a good book. Don’t even try." (So true for some people!)
"Romantic love is mental illness. But it's a pleasurable one. It's a drug. It distorts reality, and that's the point of it. It would be impossible to fall in love with someone that you really saw."

In any case, all of these different ideas that have been pouring into my mind lately have actually motivated me to try my hand at writing some form of social commentary. The main issue that I have is that I truly want it to be witty. I can sit here and write a 10-page essay analyzing some social problem in a jiffy, but I want whatever I write to have the same "charming, yet somewhat ironic" qualities that I do. A friend has even suggested that I try my hand at playwriting. So, there is a lot going on, at least intellectually, in my life right now...

I still haven't forgotten about the "Health" post that I promised you, so I will try to finish that up sometime this week. Before bidding you all with adieu, I want to share with you one of the latest songs I recorded. Take care my peeps!

mein Fluch.

I'll tear a page from your book
And then I'll swallow it whole,
That's all your words will be worth,
You've got no conscience, no soul.

You're a demon walking in disguise,
You're not a modern-day sage,
Just an oversexed vamp,
Sucking me dry, leaving me dazed.

You're surrounded by a great veil,
There's a darkness that looms,
You're just a coward, the mere imitation of a man,
You've written your own doom.

And you'll forget me, I know.
You've justified your offense.
For you're lethargic and cold...
But to no one other than me did you ever make sense.

A mere delusional fool,
With fake ideas of grandeur,
You don't rule over me anymore,
This crown has finally overpowered you.

But these words, a facade
Only meant to conceal,
That I've been ricocheting around,
Trying hard not to feel.

Both scripture and magical charms
Have failed at exorcising you from my mind,
How can we love what causes us so much harm?
An end to my curse I am praying to find.

*As you might've guessed by the picture, this was inspired by a few songs from Gaga's new album, particularly "Bloody Mary." It's really dark and deep, and has a few references that would only be understood given the context of the situation to which this is referring to. In any case, I really do have to add that although this was written now, it's really retrospective. Like a good friend told me, "time organizes our ideas." So yea, let me know what you think!