XO Kat and Cara
We love love love you! Wishing you nothing but love and happiness for 2012! Remember Kat will be here in LESS THAN ONE MONTH!!!! 2012 is looking amazing already!
XO Kat and Cara
Please lord don't let this happen to my future child.. I don't want to go to jail for being a child murderer.
Today I went Boxing Day shopping. Not because there were any particular deals, but because Boxing Day is a day when everybody shops, and I therefore felt justified enough to go to Chapters. Plus, I got a Christmas bonus from my most fantastic boss ever at Hempyz, so I figured a little splurging was in order.
Boy, was it ever in order.
This is the super awesome booty I took home:
The Night Season - Chelsea Cain (I love this author's books!)
Dead of Night: A Zombie Novel - Jonathan Maberry (Duh, Zombies.)
The Resident - Francis Cottam (I'm hoping it won't lick balls the way Single White Female did. Heh heh.)
Wake Wood - K. A. John (Looks like Pet Sematary, which I LOVED.)
Insatiable - Erica Rivera (I love America's Next Top Model. Chad says it's because the girls are so hungry that they're overemotional and therefore will freak out, cry, slap a bitch, etc. at the drop of a hat. So I assume a book about a hungry chick will be just as entertaining!)
When Men Become Gods - Stephen Singular (Polygamists are just straight up fascinating.)
And I just have to point out this utterly RIDICULOUS review posted regarding the book Insatiable.
Keep in mind, THIS is the product description:
A provocative and engrossing memoir of a young mother's spiral into eating disorders and exercise addiction, and her subsequent struggle to reclaim control of her life.
At twenty-four, Erica Rivera appeared to have it all: a B.A., two daughters, a successful husband, a house in the suburbs — and a great body. But under the surface, Erica was struggling with an addiction. She developed a self-destructive obsession with dieting, bingeing, purging, exercising, and, ultimately, anorexia. It wasn't until her very young daughters began to imitate her actions that she decided to get help — and to trace her disordered eating and body-image patterns across three generations of women in her family.
Insatiable is the raw, candid, and ultimately uplifting story of one woman's plunge into the depths of addiction and her fragile fight to climb back out. Getting to the root of her own problems helped her show her own daughters where happiness truly lies: in loving oneself. Though her road to recovery has not been easy, Erica Rivera is reassuring in her honesty — and inspirational in her triumph.
And THIS is the review posted directly under this product description:
1.0 out of 5 stars
Very Disappointing, Jan 27 2010
By Alayne - Published on Amazon U.S.
This review is from: Insatiable (Hardcover) I bought this book for my 15 year old daughter who will be returning home after an extended stay at an eating disorder facility in Arizona. Thank goodness I read the book before I gave it to my daughter. This book would be of no benefit whatsoever for my recovering daughter. I can't imagine how it would be helpful to anyone struggling or recovering from an eating disorder, at least the struggle my daughter has endured with anorexia and bulimia. I felt like I was reading someone's personal diary and some of the sexual content was, in my opinion, inappropriate and not necessary. My daughter would not be able to relate to the author's exercise addiction and her bizarre relationships with food and men. The story was difficult to follow and I didn't end up caring much about the author. I returned the book to the store. I cannot recommend this book to anyone struggling with an eating disorder.
So let me get this straight. You found an adult book about a grown ass woman with kids of her own, assuming that your 15 year old daughter would identify with it because both your daughter and this woman have eating disorders.
You knew it was a biography, yet you seem upset that it felt like you were reading from someone's personal diary.
Then, you're shocked because there's sex in it, and you consider that inappropriate, even though this is, again, about a grown ass woman, with kids, and therefor can really make no claims about being celibate. Yet the sexual content is inappropriate and unnecessary, in your opinion.
You exclaim that this book would be of no benefit to your daughter because she wouldn't be able to relate to it. You blame the book for this (as assumed by your shiteous rating of it) even though you picked it up, knowing the author's age is 24, and your daughter is 15. Did you assume you daughter was really mature? The author exceedingly immature? That 24 and 15 are pretty much the same, except for this freak of nature author who likes sex and other things your daughter can't relate to?
And finally, the worst offense in this review:
"Thank goodness I read the book..."
"I returned the book to the store."
BITCH, PLEASE! I don't know what you think a bookstore is, but it is NOT a library. Maybe you should take your cheap ass to the library and do a little research on on being such an ignorant C - U - Next - Tuesday until you're ready to use the bookstore like a big girl.
Fuck, maybe the book totally sucks, but I reads bits of it here and there, and it seems pretty dope. So... Bitch, please.
And as a little parting gift to you all out there in Internetz land:
It's Christmas Day, guys! Hurrah!
So I figured I'd share with you my own personal, probably improbable but nevertheless desperately wanted, Christmas Gift List (in no particular order).
1. An autographed copy of Survivor Type by Stephen King.
2. An autographed copy of The Season of Passage by Christopher Pike
3. An autographed copy of Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov (in my wildest dreams)
4. For Christopher Pike to write more adult novels.
5. For Anne Rice to write more erotica.
6. Another bookshelf (how are 10 not enough?!)
7. Anything on my Amazon Wish List.
8. MORE TIME TO READ.
Really, this list is way shorter than when I was a kid.
Now all I need to do is spike Santa's milk and cookies and get him to make me all kinds of inebriated promises... that's how I became a vegetarian, you know.
I found this via http://www.seekingbazinga.com/ and I had to share.
Do you want to laugh your tits (or corrosponding man bits) off? Then click
and prepare to be tit and/or man bit-less.
Really, I'm considering asking the reviewer, Amanda LaPergola, over at www.themarysue.com to marry me, and Cara, too. Yeah, it's THAT good.
...but I was drinking again this weekend (I swear I don't have a drinking problem, but it IS December) and this is what I got. In my defense, there ARE books in this picture.
Happy Naked Reading Sunday, homies!
... but if Stephen King were to ever retire, this seems like a pretty accurate representation of how he'd spend his time.
Except the van one. I hear he didn't particularly enjoy that incident.
Not a lot makes me hesitate nowadays. Like most North Americans I have been desensitized by years of gory TV, movies and books. This one did stop me for a moment, though just a moment.
At Halloween Kat and I read The Exorcist – you can find Kat’s review here- and although Xmas is almost upon us I just couldn’t pass up this gem of a call back. Highly inappropriate but quite fitting for our website I’d say.