Monday, July 30, 2012

Final Post: Love Always by Harriet Evans

Ok, sorry to spoil it if you read my last post, but Harriet Evans is definitely getting a hate card from me for being a pussy about Cecily's death.

It's not that I don't like the book, I just wanted it to be a little less heartwarming. Someone always dies in her books, I expect that. But to find out a supposed murder that I've been trying to predict what happened the whole book is only an accident is lame.

In this case I think H.E. wrote an alternative ending and her editor probably picked this one to be more consistent with her other books. Her editor will be getting a hate note from me too just in case that's the truth.

Ok on to my last H.E. book, "I remember you". Hopefully, this book will give me pointers since I usually don't remember anyone.

Just Don't Ask...

Common responses to questions I ask people in Miami:

Me: (in an elevator) What floor?
Other Person (OP): Yes please
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Me: I'd like a 6 inch vegetarian sub please.
OP: OK, what kind of meat?
Me: No meat, vegetarian- just vegetables.
OP: So ham?
Me: No ham, no meat at all. It's on your menu. (I point) The vegetarian sub.
OP: Just vegetables?
Me: Yes
OP: (Just glares at me like I am a black gay man in a wheelchair with AIDS and I have just informed her that I am sleeping with her father and her eldest son- a tough cross to bare with stereotypical Cuban racism)
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Me: Hi, can I ask you something?
OP: Que?
Me: Never mind.
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Me: OK, so just to clarify you want this by tomorrow?
OP: See, the reason we are doing this is ... (long-winded explanation)
Me: OK, so by tomorrow right?
OP: I've got a meeting tomorrow at 3pm.
Me: Is this something you need for the meeting? So you want this finished by tomorrow?
OP: I have to take this call.
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Sunday, July 29, 2012

Love Always by Harriet Evans

"Love Always", unlike Harriet Evans' other books, is not a romantic comedy. This book is a murder mystery much in the style of "Rebecca" or even "The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo".

I am not yet finished with this book, however I'm about half way through it and I love it so far. I genuinely don't know what happened to Cecily, the aunt of the protagonist, that dies as a young teenager in the family's summer house.

I gotta be honest, I don't really care about the main character, Natasha, and her story. Although its interesting enough to keep reading, I'm really just wondering what happened to Cecily.

I will be sooooo pissed if Cecily wasn't murdered and it really was just an accident. If that happens, I am sending one of my hate cards to Harriet Evans and calling her a huge pussy. Probably the one with the fancy borders (see previous blog posts) to keep it classy. She is an author after all.

I know what you all are thinking...why all the H. E. books? To be honest, aside from liking her first book, and reading a terrible book inbetween, I ordered 4 of her books after the first one. I hadn't yet started this blog when I placed the order, and I didn't give a shit what you all thought at the time. I have one more to go after this one, then I will move on I swear.

H. E.'s characters in this book are Indian (or at least half Indian) in this book which is cool and something I thought was not quite right with her other books. All her books are based in London and London is full of Indian people. I love India, Indians, and almost all literature and art by Indians. So this book makes me happy that it's based on the Kapoor family.

Actually, at the moment, London is full of Olympians, and none of them are Indian as far as I have noticed. That's odd.

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Road Trip Treasures

Unfortunately, this dispenser was empty or didn't work. I really wanted to check out the "Bin Laden" condom.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Reunion 2

Since we last chatted, I have not participated in the golf or tennis tournaments (big surprise), however I have participated in the following:

-Water Wars- a fun game where everyone stalks each other with water guns. What's funnier than water guns squirting dry people? Buckets full of pool water being poured on unsuspecting dry victims.

- Scavenger Hunt- we team up and collect items (amazing race style). Some things we had to do- human pyramids by road signs, imitate a mariachi band with whatever items we could find. Using only our bodies, spell out our family name by a palm tree. Weave a cup, basket, or random item out of local greenery available on the island. It was roughly 1000 degrees outside so making it back to the house was the real reward it didn't matter who won. (not my team)

- Game Night- I had the ambitious idea of completing a 1000 piece Normal Rockwell puzzle after showing up to game night at least 2 hours late. I think only the borders of the puzzle were finished by the time game night was over. Not one of my high points.

- Young Adults Night (Parts 1 & 2)- nothing like teaching the future generations of college students flip cup, beer pong, kings, ring of fire, high low, etc while they are between the ages of 11-15. One great thing about house parties full of your cousins? It's not embarrassing at the end of the night to strip to your underwear and jump in the pool.


Off to play family feud with the family. I am, with the help of a few others, planning the family Olympics for tomorrow. It's the main event and it is an intimidating job... But I have plenty of hula hoops so it should go well.

Final Post Re: A Hopeless Romantic- Harriet Evans

I have finished this book. I have to say as much as I appreciate genuinely awesome books- I still really enjoy reading books that will not make it into the greater spectrum of worthy global literature.

This book resolved itself exactly as I suspected it would. This doesn't mean it was predictable, it just means I am extremely intelligent and am able to read authors' minds.

Whether you are a genius like me, or just someone of average intelligence, it's still a quick read that is entertaining.

I am now currently reading "Love Always" by Harriet Evans. Don't judge, I am still on vacation and these books are great vacation reads.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Reunion 1

So, as you know if you read my last post, I am at my family reunion. Once, every four years, my whole family meets in one place for a week. It may not seem complicated if you have a small family, but as I was informed today, my family has grown from my great grandmother to 153 people. We have family in Spain, England, Mexico, Peru and all over the United States.

I always look forward to the family reunion until about a week before where I freak out and start to concentrate on the clothes I am going to bring, if I've gained weight or not, and what my personal and professional life is like. From what I understand from the rest of my cousins, I am not the only one.

However, once you get here it is always a good time. I arrived yesterday (more about my cat's freaking out road trip experience later) and the first event was the welcome party. Being a Cuban/Spanish family, the kisses on the cheek are expected, the challenge is remembering if its one or two kisses. The party was a good time and the keg didn't last an hour with the sheer volume of people here.

Today was a bit more challenging. The first event of the day was the Catholic Sunday mass. The fact that I don't believe in God or organized religion makes no difference to my dad or my mom who says we go "to support your father". I support my dad in a lot of things, this particular event is a place to see and be seen. My family already thinks I'm going to hell as I don't pray on Thanksgiving or Christmas nor do I cross myself just to fit in. Although it seems out of the ordinary, this is my way of respecting THEM. Why fake something that means so much to them. Isn't it better I stay quiet and starving until its OK to eat?

Church is a whole different ball game for me. Going to a giant Catholic mass makes me extremely uncomfortable. I don't know what to say or do other than to be quiet and sit and stand when everyone else does. I cant help but to look around and think about mass brainwashing. Don't get me wrong, I am fully respectful of every one's beliefs. If religion helps you, that is FINE with me. The environment however is just something I don't understand.

We were in one church in Hilton Head, SC and there were 300+ people there. When I see that, I think about all the small churches in all the big cities and small towns locally, nationally, then globally. I think about what an easy way it is to spread disease. I think its also easy to spread a message that could be wrong. Like if every Catholic priest decides this Sunday we are going to speak about how being gay is a sin, the consequences and the outreach it would have in an hour globally is mind boggling.

It doesn't help that churches make me laugh. I get nervous and bored and I always find something funny. Last family reunion was a cousin of mine playing with his shoelaces strategically that I found so funny I was asked to step outside. This reunion it was a kid in front of me that was farting every few minutes. It was the terrible smell, mixed with the tear gas quality of the farts, and with my extreme immaturity for fart humor that did me in. I was laughing so hard I just started uncontrollably crying and had to go to the bathroom to calm myself down. Even my dad next to me was using his hat to wave away the drift wind from this kid's ass it was so terrible.

After church we had our welcome brunch. The brunch is always awesome because a PowerPoint is prepared and it covers our family"s history which inevitably always has the room in tears by the end.

After the brunch starts the real family reunion. My great grandmother had 6 kids. Those 6 kids all had kids and so on. The original 6 were given different team colors. My grandmother and her descendants (my dad, aunts, uncles and cousins) make up the blue team. So the water gun fights begin. Have a blue call someone from the red team and invite them out to lunch. The minute their door opens, everyone is soaked. Its family rivalry at its best.

We ended the night at tonight's sing-a-long outside, kinda drunk, talking to my cousins about how their kids are asking about the sex talk and how to go about the conversation. All good times.

Family

To all 3-5 of my loyal readers (one of which is not my mom) I am at a family reunion for the next week which is why I haven't posted frequently. Lots to talk about.

Church this morning was interesting. N

More to come on how my family celebrates our gene pool.

Friday, July 20, 2012

A Hopeless Romantic- Harriet Evans

I have finished part one of Harriet Evan's "A Hopeless Romantic" (page 111). What I liked about the other book of hers I read "Happily Ever After" is the story had relatable characters that were described well to the point you really cared about them. You felt something about them wether it was you hated them or loved them. The story isn't an original one, but how the story unfolds is enjoyable.

"A Hopeless Romantic" seems to have the same kind of feel to it so far. The main character, Laura, is a hopeless romantic who loves love and falls in love with everyone believing they are the "one". She, predictably, falls for someone wrong for her. If this was an Emily Griffen book (author of "Something Borrowed","Something Blue", "Baby Proof" etc), the story would be over by now. Which is why overall she sucks.

In this book, similar to the style of "Happily Ever After", Evans has introduced minor character roles that will obviously play a big part later on the story. At this point, I am 99% sure how the story will play out. However, Evan's writing is enjoyable and occasionally funny. She is an author that makes great beach/vacation read.

With this story I'm hoping that there will be a huge unpredictable twist- something like the main character becomes a lesbian, an amputee, or heads to the "loo" feeling ill and concerned she is pregnant but finds out she is really a shape shifter and is transitioning to a English Bulldog. (All Evan's books are set in England so it would be appropriate).

This is how the book will unfold (without spoiling the story):

Part 1- character development which explains why Evans titled the book "A Hopeless Romantic". (Same thing in "Happily Ever After")

Part 2- the character turns into a bitch to everyone and makes a friend she takes advantage of, among other people in her life.

Part 3- the character had a falling out with the friend from part 2. She decides to change her life and stop being a bitch. She becomes successful and independant- but still unhappy.

Part 4- BIG TWIST- friend is the love of her life and he has been there the whole time! But now she has to learn to balance her life. Enter quirky slightly humorous life lesson here...oh and she becomes a shape shifter.

Predictable, but overall keeps you going. The characters in the book are described just enough they don't have strong descriptors so they could easily be you! When I read Evan's I completely picture myself in the role.

Best book ever or just a quick beach read, I love loosing my life for the duration of the book.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

25 Things

Do you remember the 25 things list that was going around on Facebook awhile back? I was just reading an old Facebook message from a fellow blogger internet friend of mine (see his blog www.dailyramblings.com - Its WAY better than mine) where we went back and forth with the list of 25 things. Instead of telling you 25 things about myself, I'll tell you 25 things I look for/ wish for/ enjoy in other people (friends, boyfriends, family, co-workers etc...) This list is in no particular order:

1. A third nipple.
2. A forth nipple or more would be cooler.
3. Has hit puberty.
4. Is able to speak comfortably about their bowl movements and other bodily functions.
5. Has irrational fears (i.e. barefoot modern dancers, unicorns, concerned evolution will make their eyelids clear, etc.)
6. Likes to read.
7. Is able to tell when I no longer want to be in their presence and makes a graceful exit without making it awkward.
8. Able to dance extremely well or extremely poorly only.
9. Is a hypochondriac.
10. Men who cry when they get hurt from very minor and common injuries... or obviously struggle to hold back tears.
11. 100% no bullshit honesty about themselves (especially when its extremely embarrassing).
12. People who make fun of me (not in a cruel way).
13. Accents.
14. Rogue hairs.
15. Able to force me to do things I don't feel like doing.
16. Blue eyes.
17. Can recite Eddie Izzard comedy shows.
18. Doesn't overuse bad words to get a laugh.
19. Would seriously consider ridiculous life choices and debate and/or try them before ruling them out. (i.e. Becoming a furry, going to a magician summer camp as an adult, devoting their life to Scientology)
20. Can appreciate Tim McGraw and Taylor Swift.
21. Makes bets they know they cant win (like betting an olympic swimmer $500.00 they can out-lap them, having never had swam a lap in an olympic size pool or since they were 10).
22. Is able to stereotype people obscurely (She is that type of girl who wears Winnie the Pooh sweaters in high school, collects Precious Moments figurines, and documents on her kitten calendar the days of her period with red heart stickers each month...you know what I mean?)
23. Is able to man-up when necessary.
24. Has a unique talent.
25. Genuinely and whole-heartedly likes me...and thinks I'm pretty.



Wednesday, July 18, 2012

You've Got Mail

Recently I have found that I am developing hatred for a lot of people. Maybe it's them, maybe it's me, maybe its PMS...most likely its them.

I fantasize almost all day about telling them I hate them or giving them the finger. This morning I thought it would be fun if companies made "I hate you" cards to leave on the desks or under the doorsteps of people you know.

Here are some of my designs:




Tuesday, July 17, 2012

I, Lucifer by Glen Duncan

Ok... I tried. It's a short book, only 262 pages. I'm on page 158 and I give up. I can't read this anymore. I keep forgetting the plot and the humor isn't enough to keep me reading.

I know this is not a good start to a blog that has book review content, but it's just such an annoying read I can't finish it.

I'm sorry guys. I have 2 books ready to read from Harriet Evans. I liked the first book I read of hers "Happily Ever After", so I'll let you know about the next one I read.

Because I can't finish every book in a day, I'll keep posting about other things I find interesting and hope you like it.

We Are No Longer Friends- A letter to my building's janitorial guy


Dear Building Maintenance Guy/Janitor (?),

Ahh...where to begin?

I realize you think we are friends. I know other people think you are really funny. I know when we pass each other we give friendly smiles and up nods.

I was pleased when you told me you liked my perfume. I was also pleased, when I told you to stop sniffing me when we share elevator rides or passed in the halls, that you eventually stopped.

I know we share that awesome inside joke, that I think only you are in on. I think you're a twin and you always look confused when I asked if you changed your shirt mid-day. You do have a good sense of humor (but seriously, are there really two of you- we've been working in the same building over 2 years and I still don't know if you are one person or not).

I know you think it's funny, when around other people, to say really fast phrases to me in Spanish and have me turn and say "What?" to which you and your friends laugh...daily. Not getting old at all.

No one said you weren't a funny guy. That being said, here is what is not funny.

One of you (or just you-who knows?) is supposed to clean the bathroom at the end of the work day - 4:30 pm is not that time. There is NOTHING wrong with me having to go use the ladies bathroom BEFORE you clean it. So that rolling of the eyes, deep sigh and comment "and now you?!?" while you are lingering outside the bathroom door is unnecessary. This is my space and my time.

To tell you the truth, I felt rushed. I think you meant to rush me since, before I even had time to pull down my pants, you cracked the door open and said "it's almost 5:00, hurry".

When I finished, and passed you on the way out, I thought the "finally" comment you made was the last straw.

But walking into the bathroom, while propping the door wide open and overacting a scene from the movie "Backdraft" the minute you entered, was too much. I know you turned to see if I was laughing - and I know you saw I wasn't, as I was speaking to a member of the executive team who happened to be walking by.
The bathroom didn't smell, if it did, I didn't do it and regardless, the boss didn't need to think that I did.

Long story short, you've had your last hallway pleasantry from me. I'll make sure BOTH of you have. It's on...

Best-
Gisela (you LOVE to call me that)

Monday, July 16, 2012

Your Tattoo is Stupid

A wise person (with tattoos) once told me all tattoos are stupid. I tend to agree.

I have a tattoo, it's of a mermaid and I love it. It's important to me and means something to me.

Your tattoos mean something to you. And I can respect that, but I probably think its stupid because it doesn't mean anything to me.

This tattoo is universally stupid:
This guy has tattooed the Miami Dade County logo on his arm and added the skyline.

Other places you may find the Miami-Dade county logo? On trash cans, garbage trucks, the metro-rail system. This guy is proud to be from Miami, so am I, but I think I would have gone with a "305" tattoo or a beach scene or something. Dude, you paid at least 500$ to look like a trash can.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Doomsday & 2030 by Albert Brooks

First I read "2030" by Albert Brooks- an excellent read I would recommend for everyone.

Then that naked guy on the bridge ate another guy's face in my hometown over memorial day weekend. (Zombie?)

Then the CDC announced that zombies aren't real and there is no official threat so America can sleep well at night. Thanks CDC!

Then I started watching "Doomsday Preppers" and learned about solar flares, bioterrorism, the collapse of the economy and many other potential threats to mankind. I learned how these "crazy" people are preparing to survive and I thought- someone not crazy needs to help continue the human race and I like sex... so I thought I really need to prepare.

What I have done to prepare for doomsday:

-terrified my friends who live in LA about the super earthquake and taught them how they should prepare.

-thought about stealing a boat, specifically from this douchebag who pulls up next to my favorite bar ever Sunday blasting shit music that overrides the music from the bar which makes me go crazy.

-extensively searched for hand-held battery operated transistor radios- haven't bought one because I don't want to commit to one I am not sure is doomsday approved and do I need a license?

-when my parents showed me their plan of how they are going to re-do the backyard, I suggested that they watch "Doomsday Preppers" first and showed them the area where they could bury at least 4-6 old school busses before they start the surface beautification of the yard. Also where they could add a small farm and vegetable garden. My dad is into it.

- ordered a free sample of freeze dried doomsday food. The guy on the phone asked me what my interest was in preparing with a freeze dried food supply. I replied "Well I live in Miami and you saw that zombie guy right? I thought would be a good idea". No laugh from the guy, so I said "hurricane preparation" and he agreed and sent the sample. (I've had it for at least a month and haven't tried it).

-ordered space ice cream- mostly cause I like it.

-started asking people I think I can stand everyday underground for at least 2-10 years if they are interested in investing in some land and a bunker. So far no takers... Maybe they won't be able to stand me? Something to think about in my approach... I need a worthy skill.

-thought extensively about including an isolation bar room in my bunker with a cool bartender to drink alone in when I decide I don't want to be around other people and just want to drink, flirt and read. (note to self- need to either stock a kindle with every book available- fuck I hate kindles. Can they even run on batteries?)

-stopped taking birth control- no need if I'm to continue the race.

Queer as a cat fart- I, Lucifer by Glen Duncan

This is a very hard read for such a short book. The book jacket details describe it as funny. There are funny moments- more just moments that you recognize has funny descriptions but you are not prompted to laugh out loud.

What's interesting about this book is although it's hard to read and jumps all over the place, that in itself is what makes this book well written.

The main character, Lucifer, would have that personality telling a story- he has been around forever so even in the present he refers to the different centuries and different places in the past. It's very common to how you or I would tell a story in to someone about the present and interrupt ourselves and say "well remember the time...well it's like that". Lucifer does this more often because he has many more relevant stories as everything one can talk about would relate to the greater battle between good and evil, men and women, etc...

It's very hard to read and follow which bores me a lot of the time, but if written any other way it probably wouldn't remain true to the idea of the character.

So, Glen Duncan, while I am really bored with your book and am struggling to finish it, props to your creativity.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

I am NOT Goth...

But I am wearing all black after recently dyeing my hair black sitting in public reading "I, Lucifer" by Glen Duncan.

I can see where you would get that impression, but I am not goth- contrary to many many people's assumptions regarding my fashion choices in high school and the fact I like to read and that I enjoy my own company.

Victimized

I was in Target this morning shopping for last minute vacation supplies. I walked into the pharmacy isle for vitamins. I am alone in the aisle.

An old man, probably around mid-late 60's enters the aisle looks around briefly as if discovering by quick glances that this is not the aisle he wants. He leaves.

Less than 30 seconds later, while still scanning the vitamins I suddenly can't breathe. It's the most vicious fart I have ever smelled. The old man left it for me.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Cup My Sex- Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James

Ok, I feel it would be rude of me to not discuss the most popular book this year. Everyone has read it or is on the waiting list to read it.

People- DON'T BOTHER!

As I am sure everyone knows by now its about a billionaire guy who is into dom/sub S&M sex relationships and is deeply traumatized. He falls for this incredibly dumb bitch who eventually gets into it with him.

If there is one good reason not to read this book series, it is for the phrase that is repeated nearly every page "cup my sex".

If you are unsure what this means, join the club. In context it means when a man puts his hand on the girl's vagina to begin digital stimulation.

Never in my life have I ever described myself, or heard any of my friends describe this particular sexual experience as "he cupped my sex". Beyond the act of "cupping" or "cup" I have also never described that region or heard it described as "sex".

Sex is a verb. I get that "vagina" is maybe too clinical of a term, but there are alternatives- most of which gross me out, however referring to my vagina as my sex would be just as awkward saying out loud as it is reading it over and over and over again in this book series.

Patient to Doctor: "It itches deep down in my sex"
"This underwear makes my sex look good"
"Your sex feels sooo good"
"Send me a picture of your sex"

All common phrases, all awkward.

Don't read the book, its awkward and terribly written and usually a turn off as opposed to a turn on. Also, don't read "Bared to You" by Silvia Day. Its the same book, same plot (minor changes) also overuses uses "cup my sex".

PS- DO NOT LISTEN TO FIFTY SHADES OF GREY ON AUDIO BOOK. I listened to the first book on audio book, and it is massively embarrassing sitting in traffic with the windows down when the female reader imitates the male protagonist, Christian Grey's voice..."Well hello Anastasia"... Also embarrassing when she is describing whatever multiple-orgasm scenario she is in with a family of five who also has their windows open. I learned the hard way.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Ok...some personal stuff too

Just been given some advice to throw in personal things- "my take on life" specifically. I'm not going to drop the book thing, but I will now include some other insights- here is one for today:

While throwing charity events at bars may seem like a good idea, it's not. I'm here trying to drink and you are throwing a children's charity thing here making me feel guilty and tempted to donate. Not cool.

Now I feel bad I'm spending my dollars on booze and not needy kids. I don't have kids yet- so I want to spend it on booze. My choice.

A good idea for a charity event at a bar? Donate money to help the shot girls and bar whores to go to college or at least finish high school.

Game of Thrones (Storm of Ice & Fire Series)- George R.R. Martin

     Based on my past interests in books, movies and television, this is a series I should hate. The problem with it is that I don't hate it. I LOVE this series.
     I was turned on to Game of Thrones by a friend/co-worker who was watching the first season of the HBO series and was giving me daily lunch hour play-by-plays of each episode she had watched. My impression was...lame. However, it dawned on me that although I am gainfully employed, have a boyfriend, friends and a life...I am bored almost ALL of the time. So, picking up a new series was not a challenge for me.
     I watched season one and found myself in LOVE with the series. Of course, being a reader, as I am sure many of you understand means that if you enjoy the movie or TV show based on a book you haven't read, you must read it IMMEDIATELY. So, I ordered all 5 books of the Game of Thrones series online and could not wait to get started.

Oh my god, this is the longest series ever. Each book is a million pages long and I might have to spend what is left of my twenties entwined in this book.

1st Book- A Storm of Ice and Fire: Game of Thrones

    If you watch the series, I probably wouldn't bother reading the first book of the series. The show follows this book verbatim. You can literally open any page of the book and the lines will be exact to the show. The only difference is with the book, as can be expected, is that you get more insight into what the characters are thinking-which helps to better build them as characters. However, that being said, the acting in the show is incredible and I think from the first season alone you are not missing out on much at all by just watching the show- This is the FIRST TIME I HAVE EVER SAID THIS!
    For this I give huge credit to George R.R. Martin and the producers at HBO.

Basic Premise: (somewhat a spoiler, but not crucial to the main plot or the interesting way the story unfolds)
     These characters are all grouped into families (lordships). The time frame takes place only a century or so after dragons have ceased to exist. The landscape is vast, and there are no regular seasons. Summer lasts for years as does winter which is a huge problem. The lordship families all worship one king, a king who has now died. The new king is a deranged boy born of incest and his mother, Cersei is queen regent. Although Jeoffrey is the new king, many other families in the kingdom have begun to play the game of thrones and take their place/attempt to claim thier birthright on/to the Iron Throne...however, this is only the story that takes place south of "The Wall". Beyond the wall is the unknown- creatures and beings that have only existed in bedtime horror stories back from the days before the wall was built.  <----This is a terrible basic overview as it is sooo much more complicated than that.

Regarding some characters:

Cersei Lannister- I am fascinated with her. I have a pseudo-lezzie crush on her and I am not embarrassed about it. Her character is incredible. She is the bitchy power-driven popular girl in high school all grown up, however what motivates her is what makes her so different from other characters that meet this stereotype. She genuinely loves her kids, she loves her twin brother Jaime- and basically hates everyone else. Kinda like me, I tend to dislike most people as well. She is HUGE penis-envy throughout the story. She is obviously smart, knows how to play the game, however she is a woman and that makes her unsuitable to rule. Her looks though are her greatest power, she uses her sexual persuasiveness and her wit to gain what she wants. I would totally bang her.

Tyrion Lannister- This little guy is awesome. Tyrion is the hated "imp" (politically correct version: little person) brother of Cersei and Jaime Lannister. He brings comic relief throughout the tense and intense interactions throughout the whole book. Most people in the book hate him. As a reader, or watcher of the TV series, you know this guy is smarter than the rest of them and has to come out on top in the end. However, this is not a predictable series. Don't get too close to the characters, most of them wont make it in the long run.

Sansa Stark- I want to punch this bitch.

I'm curious what other people think of Tyrion...more curious if other people had a sex dream about him. Is that weird? I think it is....ahhh the beauty of cyberspace- I'm only talking to myself.

Ill get to book 2 another day....

P.S.- I am currently reading book 5 of this series...more on that later.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Starting a blog about reading...

The hardest thing about starting a blog to share your opinions on books is- when do you start the blog? I wish I started this ages ago so I could have commented about all the books I've read before the book I'm currently reading.

Some other hard things about starting this blog:
-My boyfriend next to me at this moment who was über supportive three minutes ago now asking me if I'm writing my first post. He is giving me a little girl voice and saying "I'm starting this blog...blah blah blah". (Now I feel stupid writing this post at all...)
-Hoping that you care while simultaneously hoping that none of you are Internet horror story people.

More posts to come...