MP3 meme

[brigdh]

I have so many better things to be doing with my time, and yet...


How many songs on your mp3 player?
1,036. Three days, sixteen minutes, eight seconds. I've only had it for about a week, though, and haven't had the chance to upload most of my CDs yet.

How many with Death in the title?
6: 50 Cent Many Men (Wish Death), Elliot Goldenthal The Scent of Death, Everclear I Want to Die a Beautiful Death, Madiaeval Baebes How Death Comes, and two from the Yami no Matsuei soundtrack: Life-and-Death Struggle and The Hunter That is Called Death.

How many with Sex in the title?
2: Bright Eyes The City Has Sex and Neutral Milk Hotel Song Against Sex.

Longest Track
Classic Chinese Folk Music Butterfly Lovers, 25:36

Shortest Track
Eminem Paul (Skit) 0:10

First title, alphabetically?
Radiohead (Nice Dream)

Last title, alphabetically?
Paul Oakenfold Zoo York

And since I'm sure that I'm annoying people without mp3 players with this post anyway,

I am so bloody sick of losing weight all the time. Jeans I bought two months ago already don't fit right. Jeans that are a year old I have to wear belts to have any hope of wearing, because left to themselves, they will hang something like three inches below my hipbones, and I hate belts. Abhor them. And I look ridiculous and dwarfed by my clothes all the time.

And, okay, it's not like this is really that big of a problem, but I'm never allowed to complain about it to anyone. As soon as I even mention it, the response is automatically "Oh, you're so lucky!" or "I wish I had that problem!" So something that doesn't truly bother me very much just builds up and eventually I have to say something or I'll kill someone. Ah, livejournal. Preventing homicidal impulses since 2002.

I'd probably feel more entitled to complain if I was dieting or exercising like nearly everyone I know, but the truth is that I just have a tendency to forget to feed myself, and so I randomly lose weight. Which is incredibly guilt-inducing when, again, nearly everyone I know is putting in tremendous effort to do the same, and shouldn't I appreciate it, then? But, but... wah! I don't! I want to complain about it! It's winter and I'm cold and my favorite shirt hangs weird! Feel my ungrateful pain.

Comments

[p-zeitgeist.livejournal.com]

I do feel your pain, and I feel you should be allowed to complain about it. Yes, I do, even though I have to watch what I eat to stay at a weight I like.

And furthermore, now I understand about your issues with winter. Of course you're freezing and miserable. You need chocolate and cream and butter, and it's probably still too late for this winter; and I think I'll just shut up now, because any moment now I'm going to be telling you that somebody should give you a nice fur coat.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

*blushes* Thank you. I'm glad that I don't sound terribly conceited, then. I hate to say anything about it, because I know, I know how aggravating it must be for people who have to constantly count calories and manage portions and get up early to exercise watch me do something like eat an entire bag of candy in a sitting and then complain about my clothes being too big. I understand the work that goes into dieting, and I hate to devalue it by comparing my own small pain to such a wearying, stressful reality. It's not equivalent, and I'm aware of that.

But sometimes, I just want to complain. Human nature and communication and all that, I suppose. But thank you for reading and commenting, so I don't end up feeling utterly horrible when I see this tomorrow morning. ^^

[p-zeitgeist.livejournal.com]

But you're dealing with a wearying, stressful reality too, you know. Especially during the winter. The only difference I can immediately see is that low body weight doesn't come with the social stigma that high body weight does. Which isn't a minor thing, and I don't mean to discount it -- but at the same time, I think you're entitled to complain about this stuff without having to feel that you're devaluing the pain of others.

Bodies. Whose stupid idea were they, anyway?

[mistressrenet.livejournal.com]

Word.

The one thing I would say is to make sure you get enough calcium-- at your age, you're at the end of the time you can get it on your bones.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Oh, good point. I try to eat yogurt and cheese and such, but I can't stand the taste of milk. I really should keep that in mind though; I don't want to end up with osteoporosis.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Bodies. Whose stupid idea were they, anyway?

Hee. I gotta agree there. Although I suppose there's a few things they're useful for...

[eag.livejournal.com]

*offers to feed you?*

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

^_^ Mmm, food.

[nettlecoats.livejournal.com]

Heh, I forget to feed myself too, except it only results in brown-outs and black moods before I realize I need to get my blood sugar back up or kill everyone around me. My body refuses to fluctuate either way, and I've kind of adopted a "don't eat much, don't move much" lifestyle, like one of those slow-growth worm phenotypes. Can't be healthy... But I'm sorry about the cold. :( I'd trade you my sauna-apartment if I could.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Hee, I'm glad I'm not the only person who does that. It's just that I get caught up in other things, and before I know it, hours have passed.

Mmm, sauna-apartment. ^^