I wanna do bad things with you. When you came in the air went out. And every shadow filled up with doubt. I don't know who you think you are, But before the night is through,I wanna do bad things with you. I'm the kind to sit up in his room. Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue. I don't know what you've done to me, But I know this much is true: I wanna do bad things with you. When you came in the air went out. And all those shadows there filled up with doubt. I don't know who you think you are, But before the night is through, I wanna do bad things with you. I wanna do real bad things with you. Ow, ooh. I don't know what you've done to me, But I know this much is true: I wanna do bad things with you. I wanna do real bad things with you.- Bad Things; Jace Everett (True Blood theme song)
While I do have a few relationship and weight loss woes to discuss, I am at work and can’t really get into all of that. Yes, I am taking the time from my “busy” work schedule and blogging about nothing important at all. You know you do it too.
Last year at some point, my coworker a chain smoking, Diet Mountain dew chugging, no fruit or vegetable eating, yet as thin as can be, delightful slip of a southern woman was all over me about True Blood. April, you have to watch True Blood. You just have too. I protested I was over Vampires. My sister had tried to get me into Twilight and while I read the books (likely the most poorly written books ever) and watched the Twilight movies (so dim. So so so dim). I was just not interested. Besides, I’m already a Harry Potter GEEK and I don’t want to be THAT fat girl. You know, a cat lady, living at home with mother, who scrapbooks and is also a science fiction weirdo. But she kept on me and I finally acquiesced.
Oh. My. WTF? WTH? OMG…
I LOVE True Blood. It’s just so kitschy and ridiculous and chock full of gratuitous violence and sex. I literally watched 3 seasons in less than 2 weeks. Hooked Hooked Hooked. And now I’m reading the books. Which BTW, are so much better than Twilight. Not only are they written in a much more fluid way, Sookie Stackhouse novels, while silly, are written for adults. I think my frustration with Twilight was that they never really get to the sex. A part of me is definitely like, Geez, just fuck already. But, Twilight is written for young girls. So they really shouldn’t just fuck already. They should wait. Till they are ready.
Now let me just say that I am in school, desperately trying to better myself though education. I have no time for shenanigans of the characters in wonderfully written novelettes of Charlaine Harris. I mean I am in the midst of trying to “Summarize modern Jewish beliefs—Orthodox, Conservative, Reform and Reonstructionist—on God, the Torah and the Halakhah (Jewish Law, the Mizvot)” and that is pretty heady stuff.
However, I eagerly (happily, joyfully) tossed aside the Torah to see what would happen next to Sookie, Eric and the good folks in Bon Temps, Louisiana.
Sometimes it’s ok to give in to the trash.