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I moved, y’all!

Not physically–Internetically!

Yes, you heard me right, poopies! My Internet home is now somewhere other than wordpress! And that somewhere is called: http://wherelaurinblogs.com

I’ve bought my own domain name, loaded up b2evolution blogging software, and now have the best website in the world ever! Ok, there are a couple of misleading phrases there… Sean uploaded the software. And maybe it’s not the *best* site out there, but it’s the only one you need to know about.

I have a few different blogs on the site, accessible by links at the top of the home blog.

I’m also in the process of moving posts (cause I don’t know how to import without wiping out what I’ve already done on my site… :( ), but this will not affect your browsing experience. Once everything is imported, I am planning on just getting rid of these wordpress accounts.

In any case, head over there and I hope you like what I’ve done with the place!

Pretty much this is just another post consisting of just pictures. Maybe a little flavor text. I haven’t been in the blogging mood… mainly because I keep holding out for my new website, but Sean tells me it should be an easy fix once he gets to it (Sean: get to it.).

Speaking of Sean:
Sean losing on his PSP

I can’t remember the name of the game he was playing, but he was losing (hence the pouty face). This picture is from his birthday, which was on May 3.

The set of pictures to follow are all from this past weekend in which I went and visited my family. Here’s Jackie and Alex bein all cute and snuggly:
jackie and alex being cute

And here’s dad, caught by surprise while he was talking to mom through the door:
Dad, caught by surprise

Here is another attempt to take a picture of dad, but he was wise to my tactics and threw up the patented Jennifer hand to avoid being photographed:
dad pulling a jennifer hand trick

And here are two more pictures that really exemplify my photography skeeeeeelz:
jack a lacka
and
catching mom by surprise

Yeah, that IS my thumb in the second one! I just managed to catch the both of them with such flattering facial expressions! Go me!

Love you guys!

Tarheel’s butts being stomped on aside (I almost cried :( ), I had a rather nice weekend with the boyfriend. Saturday we ate lunch at Ho Foods, then putzed around at Crossroads and Grand Asia for a little while. When we got back to my place, we made yummy nachos (check em out on veganity:recipes) and watched the newest episode of Battlestar. Here’s a picture of Sean while we were making dinner:
Sean making one of his faces
Very good day. Up til the Carolina game, that is. Sean slept through almost the whole thing, but I can’t see how. Freakin nail biter. Actually, more like a big disappointment. I mean, good job and all, Kansas, but this was supposed to be OUR year (again)! I’ve decided to root for the most underdoggiest team, memphis, since they’ve never won the NCAA.

Anywho, Sunday morning I made some pumpkin cinnamon rolls (again, see veganity:recipes), then Sean and I sat around a coupla hours, just chillin. We headed out to Burlington to thrift store shop (as a side note, sunday is not the best day to thrift store shop in Bton). At the Goodwill store in Mebane, Sean made me wear this hat:
The ugly thrift store hat
Ugly.. I know. That’s why I made that face.

We ate a late lunch at Subvay, headed back to Cary and parted ways for the rest of the weekend. I rounded out a good weekend by watching the second half of Sense and Sensibility on Masterpiece Theatre, while doing puzzles in a variety puzzles book (and letting the kitties walk all over me–and the puzzle book).

The end!

Last weekend (weekend of march 29) I went to see my parents and sister. I had a really nice weekend and I didn’t really want to come back on sunday. What this means is I will likely visit sooner next time! 3 months is too long to go without seeing the parentals! There’s no excuse really, cause I only live a 3 hour drive away. I may not live this close to them again for a while :/

anyway! Here are some pictures :)
Seeeeester

^ Jackie on the couch at mom and dad’s, activating her new phone (or something). Yay seester!
Moo poses

^ Mom decided to pose for the camera after I took a couple awkward pictures of her :p
Me in the HAT

^ Me in the hat Jack was wearing a couple pictures ago. Don’t know what this pose is.

Jackie at Kasha's (fridge)

^ And Jackie looking in Kasha’s fridge.

I went to my mom and dad’s last friday and spent the day with them. My dad and I went for a nice long walk (5 or so miles) and then we made some (veg) chili and cornbread for dinner. Saturday there was some more relaxin goin on, and then Jackie showed up in the afternoon with Alex (doggie!) and Coco (sugar glider!) and her and I made our way to her friend’s house for her (friend’s) birfday. It was fun for the most part… we went to a hibachi place for dinner, then to a bar, and then a bootydancin club. After last call we went to a diner and got some foods, then went back to her friend’s. Then I turned into a bitch from hell cause I was tired and wanted to sleep but no one else did. The end! (Jackie put pics up on her myspace… unlike facebook you can’t link people to just a photo album unless they’re your friend. This is unfortunate cause there are some cute pictures.) <– I just took some off of there to post for y’all. HEre they is:
me and jackie at shenanigans

^ Me and Jackie at Shenanigans, aka, the bootydancin club
candid of jackie and kasha at kettle

^ Jackie and her birthday friend at the diner place we went to. I love candid shots (and, yes, I took this one)!
me at kettle 2

^ Me. I don’t know what I’m doing here. Laughing at something, apparently. This is also at the diner place.

There were many other pictures on Jackie’s myspace, but I just picked a few that I thought were most relevant to me. Cause I’m conceited.

Ok, I realized a I had backlog of sorts of cute (companion) animal pictures. So there they are!:
Zooey likes the curtains
^ Zooey being cute and such laying on the curtains

squeaky deaky
^ Squeaky being still enough for me to take a picture of her

franny saying

^ Franny asking me ‘what’s up, homeslice?’

Zooey can see you
^ Zooey in the curtains again. Thought I would post two because I thought this was kinda cute how you can only see one eye.

Alex and Dad
^ And here’s Alex (Jackie’s new bff), with my dad’s arm around him. His little buddy, is what I’m sure he called him. :p

Thus endeth the blog containing the pictures of the cute animals in my life. Sorry there aren’t any Coco pictures, Jack. The ones I took didn’t come out right. But if you look real close in the above picture, you can see her in her cage, chompin on a mealie!

Don’t ask me why, but this little robot freaks the freakin crap outta me:

IT is really freakin awesome though.

According to The First Reformed Unitarian Jihad Name Generator over at elsewhere.com, my Unitarian Jihad name is (drumroll pleeeease!):

Sister Awl of Enlightened Mercy. What’s yours?

How fitting!

I seriously debated where this post should appear, here or on Veganity. Obviously I ultimately decided it should go here.

I was extremely disappointed when I was watching ANTM last wednesday. Not just in the show, but in myself. Here I am, professing to be all about animal rights, when here I am, watching a skeezy reality show about wanna-be-models.

How is there a disconnect? Well, first I want to explain the content of the episode.

As you may know, ANTM is about a group of young women who compete to win the title of America’s Next Top Model. Tyra Banks is the creator and host, and all the girls are ‘fierce’. They compete through various photo shoots and runway shows.

The photo shoot for last week’s episode was completely and utterly the most disgusting thing I have seen in a long while. The models had to model inside of a meat packing plant freezer with sides of beef. And not only that–they had to model wearing MEAT. They wore meat panties, meat bras, meat.. whatever.

It should be obvious why this photo shoot disturbed me so deeply: dead cows were being treated as art. They were being completely and utterly objectified, and not one model refused to do this shoot. Some of them even enthusiastically wore their meat outfits and posed with the sides of beef as if they were merely props. Not once living, breathing cows.

I’ll give some of the girls a slight amount of credit–a couple of them were all “eew” about wearing/modeling with the dead cows, but not one of them allowed themselves to make the leap that this was the flesh of a dead cow they were so excited about wearing.

Ok, no surprises here, I suppose. Models and the modeling industry frequently involve fur, leather, wool, feathers, etc etc as fashionable items. So there is a history of animal products being used in fashion. It’s easy to dissociate yourself from something like that. (and it’s necessary if you want to be ‘fashionable’).

Like I said, this was not my number one qualm. This episode also served to reveal how horribly contradictory I’ve been. I’m a woman, but yet I never viewed this show and perpetuating the horrible truth of women being objectified. This photo shoot was a double whammy for me, I initially thought, because it’s objectifies cows/animals and it objectifies women (they were wearing meat; they were metaphors for being pieces of meat).

But then I really thought about it–it’s not a double whammy, it’s a freakin gigantoid whammy. One big one. Allow me to explain.

How can I be taken seriously as a proponent of animal rights when I don’t even view my own species’ genders as deserving of equal status?

Well, this isn’t exactly true. I do think that women deserve to be as equal as men in this society. But I wasn’t aware that my actions were belying this belief. I considered ANTM as one of my favorite shows–I didn’t like the whole model scene, but I always said that I watched it for the pictures.

I watched it for the pictures? This would be just like me saying ‘I watched it so I could see, firsthand, how women are used as a sexual object in order to sell something.’

Frankly, this thought repulses me now. I am completely and utterly disappointed in myself as a woman and as an animal rights activist.

Now you might think I’m being hard on myself. But if you think about it, the fact that I didn’t even notice what I was doing speaks volumes about the prevalence of this sort of behavior. Are we so content to be objectified that it seems natural to us, and is even marketed to other women? (as I assume the show is marketed to women). There are so many things wrong with the modeling industry in terms of how people view women (and how the ‘perfect woman’ is defined), that I can’t even get into it now.

Suffice it to say, I think with every ‘cycle’ that airs and the show increases in popularity, ANTM is taking a huge step backwards for women and how they should be viewed. So this isn’t just an animal right’s issue, it’s a women’s rights issue. And deep down, they’re both very similar–we’re all animals and we’re not to be exploited and used as if we were objects/products.

This is why I can’t watch America’s Next Top Model anymore.

That was my weekend in movies.

Well, that was LAST weekend in movies. I created this post with every intention of writing the post before this weekend snuck up. But I failed miserably! Oh well! Not like there are droves of people waiting to feast on the laurinverse. Or maybe there are and I just lost countless faithful followers! Either way, I will win you all over with this one! (Likely not)

Like the title says, Juno, Mystic River and ROTK.

Saturday I went and hung out with one of my good friends whom I haven’t seen in ages (months, more like it). After a very delicious lunch at Weaver Street Market, we decided that we wanted to see Juno and see what all the hubbub was about.

In my opinion, I think the hubbub was well deserved. It had that cute little wittiness that I like in independent films, but also that little dash of fucked-upedness that I happen to love in all films (and books and tv shows and…). Nice little mix there. Now, I’m not saying this is like ohmygawdsuchagreatmovieit’slikethebestmovieintheworld!ever!–it has its good stuff, but it also wasn’t enough to leave much more of an “aww that was good” impact on me. Don’t get me wrong, I love Michael Cera and the one character that he happens to do so well. And Ellen Page was pretty awesome herself (the awesome script helped that), but this movie will never earn a coveted position on my dvd bookshelf. Sorry! But it is worth seeing. So rent it or whatever it is you kids do nowadays to get movies, and watch  the hell outta that shit. If you like Little Miss Sunshine, you’ll most likely dig Juno.

Mystic River had some nice fucked-upedness to it. Especially towards the end. I have been waiting to see this movie for a long time and I finally got to it. And I could have likely waited significantly longer to see it. Granted, the story was really good. Like some compelling shit here: a little girl is kidnapped from her druggie/alcoholic mom, meanwhile the lives of three childhood friends interconnect years after they lost touch with one another. The story is good (if I couldn’t convey that here then just take my word for it). The script was alright. The movie, however, was just flat. It didn’t pull my heartstrings really at all. But it should have. So that’s what’s frustrating about Mystic River. All these people are like OMG so awesome, go Clint Eastwood! And I’m just like, oh, that’s all? So if you’re bored and you want a good story to watch and you don’t have cable (cause, let’s be honest here, we all watch tv when we’re bored), or you don’t have Lifetime (cause, let’s be honest here, we all watch Lifetime movies when we’re bored as hell.. and we actually like them in some weirdo way), then you should watch this. But if you have better things to do, then you should do them.

Now, if you want to spend your time doing something useful, you could watch any one of the Lord of the Rings movies. You should choose which one based on your mood. If you want to cry your damn eyes out a few times and just be so amazed at how awesome this story/movie is, then you should watch Return of the King. And why wouldn’t you want to spend your time watching something that can wring so much emotion from you?! I tell you, it’s not worth it if you don’t feel something deep down when you’re done watching it. I don’t know how many times I’ve watch ROTK but every single mother effing time I do, I cry my little eyes out. Or I tell Sam and Frodo, ‘look out, Smeagol’s about to pounce on your asses!’ I do this. At least once a month.

Now, if I’m in the mood for some lightheartedness that turns into something pretty sad, then I opt for Fellowship of the Ring. Cause it’s all like, ‘hey, look at the Hobbits and how simply they live! Yay birthday party!’… then at the end it’s like ‘well, Gandalf’s dead, Merry and Pippin done got kidnapped, Boromir’s dead (my favorite character, incidentally), and Frodo and Sam gotta go alone to Mt Doom’. (That’s called the breaking of the fellowship, aka, the breaking of my widdle heart).

And Two Towers is for those of us who want to start in the thick of (fucked-up) things, and come out the other end feeling completely abused and everything being unresolved. Well, except for one battle. My main reasons for loving this one include the battle for Helm’s Deep and the vignette on Boromir, Faramir and Denethor (only in the extended version). I watch this whole movie just for that vignette sometimes.

Now that it is published how completely nutso I am for LOTR, I’ll leave y’all with one recommendation: Go watch LOTR extended versions if you haven’t yet. And if you have already, then watch them again, damnit! Cause they’re awesome!

Awesome, damnit!

I’m drinking some (not so great) Jasmine Green Tea and listening to Jimmy Eat World on Hype Machine.

I, for some reason, felt like returning to junior year of high school. That’s when I first heard JEW’s self-titled album. My music tastes evolved that year. I had been listening to Korn and Limp Bizkit.. and Ours, Tool, A Perfect Circle… stuff like that. But by the end of my junior year, I was listening to Jimmy Eat World; Jump, Little Children; The B-Sides; Guster; The Pixies; The Flaming Lips; Ozma; Weezer (only Pinkerton and the Blue Album); Bright Eyes! … I was all indie-emo kid. God I loved Weezer and Bright Eyes (*searches HypeM for “The Calendar Hung Itself“*)

Then… I discovered My Chemical Romance about four years later. And Paramore around two months ago. Now I’m full fledged emo. And I don’t mean Emo-kid emo.. I mean I love Emotional Hardcore, with a little pop flair. And so what? I like music that makes me feel. And that’s the kind that does it for me. I also like really emotional classical music, like solo piano (think Moonlight Sonata)…

But whatever.. listening to all that stuff just takes me back. I really loved high school (in hindsight). I guess everyone sorta does.. it was simpler somehow back then. It was ok to not know what you want. It was ok to not have a job or worry about paying bills. But now.. haha.. now it’s a little different.

But it’s ok–I’m still young! This advertising thing is working for me right now, but once the right thing comes along I’ll know. Til then, I’ll spin my wheels at work–haha, I’ll blog at work and listen to Weezer and think about high school.

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