I need new pants

As of last Sunday morning, I've lost 9 pounds so far on Weight Watchers. Yay! I feel so much healthier now that I'm eating lots of veggies and drinking water instead of coke. My skin is much better, my acid reflux has gone away, and my biggest pair of nice work pants are now falling off. I don't have to fasten & zip them anymore; I can pull them on like sweatpants. Time to buy new, smaller ones! Goodbye, size 24 pants! I've got a couple of size 20s I can squeeze into now, though they're a bit stretchy so that helps. I'll also need a smaller bra before too long. This is going to get expensive!

Some people, man...but there's progress in less backward states.

California is trying its hardest to reject those crappy electronic voting machines with no voter-verified paper trail. Good for them! All the states should be doing that. I got a newsletter from my local election commissioner that was all about how we totally need these e-voting systems because otherwise we'd be taking a step backwards technologically. Oh no! We wouldn't have technology! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I wanted to call her office and say, "Hey, dimwit, technology isn't nearly as important as KNOWING YOUR VOTE COUNTS!" People really frustrate me sometimes.

Office fun

I just got back from my company's sexual harrassment seminar, where the person giving the seminar allowed people to go "ewwwww!" about the concept of same-sex harrassment. Oh, the irony! I should have pointed it out, but I didn't. I don't know why I didn't say anything; I'm already known for occasionally being an instigator over stuff like that. What's one more windmill tilted at? I'm disappointed with myself.

The seminar made me think about my days back in college, working at Mad Science, where the work environment was like Melrose Place. Every employee was harrassed and committed harrassment against some one else daily. We didn't really think anything of it at the time. Everybody was somewhere between 19 and 23 and really stupid (myself included). I'm so glad I'm not there anymore.

Sometimes even the British tabloids have a slow news day

So Quentin Tarantino put on a long coat and walked outside to buy a paper, probably while wearing shorts underneath. The Sun thought this was newsworthy. I checked the mail the other night in my robe. Ooh, scandalous! Why wasn't I in the paper? Could be the whole "not being famous" thing.

All I can say is he was a lot more tan last time I saw him in shorts. Also, his hair had been bleached orange by the deadly combination of California sun and pool chlorine. That didn't make the paper, but this did. Slow news day, righty-o, pip pip!

Kill Bill, Volume 2

We saw a sneak preview of Kill Bill, Volume 2 last night. It was bitchin' groovy. It's a totally different film from Volume 1, which is a really cool thing to see. Same story, two different movies. "Bill" is David Carradine's best role in a couple of decades, but the same can be said for several people who show up in the flick. I can't say much without getting into spoilers, but I loved it. It's the most violent chick flick ever! No really, how many action movies can you name that have pivotal scenes involving two women and a home pregnancy test? Or one where major conflict is given closure by people talking out their problems? See, it's girly. I hope to see it again this weekend.