My February #birchbox! (at The Dollhouse)
My February #birchbox! (at The Dollhouse)
Zombies Vs. Unicorns by Holly Black
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I hadn’t realized I liked story anthologies so much before discovering this one! I hadn’t read anything by the two editors before I picked it up, but I’d read a few things from some of the contributors- Scott Westerfield and Meg Cabot, mostly. I loved the funny argumentative intros before each one. And I loved that no two stories were alike, and that the tones shifted from serious to the hilarious.
My favorite unicorn story was probably “Princess Prettypants” by Meg Cabot or “The Care and Feeding of Your Baby Killer Unicorn,” and my favorite zombie one was probably “Love Will Tear Us Apart” by Alaya Dawn Johnson. But I liked all of them, for a myriad of different reasons, and couldn’t really put my finger on what I thought was the strongest or the best. Which is the sign of an excellently put-together anthology, I suppose!
As to the big question: am I team zombie or team unicorn?
Uh…I might have to think about this one.
Ugggh, I’m just so self conscious about my face!! When I was sixteen I got contacts for the first time the guy fitting me was like “wow, your eyes are really small” so I try to make them look…not really small.
And along the same lines, I’m even more self conscious about my chin, because when I was eleven I was getting braces and the orthodontist was showing me photoshopped pictures of what I would look like when I got them off and then showed me one last picture and was like “and that’s what you’ll look like when you’re sixteen and old enough to get that chin of yours fixed!” I just sat there in stunned silence because I never thought there was anything wrong with it in the first place, and now I live to hide my Simpsons chin.
That’s part of my goal for this new direction for my blog, though. I’ve spent my whole life hating my eyes and chin and face and weight and personality and pretty much everything about myself. I have the self esteem of a box turtle, and I don’t like living like that. So learning to put on makeup- and how to go without it- and how to do my hair and how to dress in a way that I like are all a small part of that. And learning to enjoy my old hobbies again, and learning how to live a healthier life, and learning how to make and keep friends (because HOW, oh my god, it’s so hard, and I’m so awkward. On a slightly related tangential note, I thought a casual friend that I’d really like to be a good friend with was going to ask me to hang out, but then she finished the conversation by saying that she and another casual friend that I’d like to be good friends with we’re going to hang out and heavily implied that I wasn’t invited and I was just like INITIATE HURT FEELINGS MODE LEVEL ALPHA and seriously, are adults supposed to have these kinds of problems?? I thought I was supposed to grow out of them.)
Tl;dr: I hate everything about myself and this blog is my way of encouraging myself. And also to reblog ridiculous cat pictures.
And on ANOTHER unrelated tangential note, what was your old blog, friend?? LET’S BE FRIENDS. I’M ONLY MILDLY AWKWARD.
So I dreamed last night that I picked up an extra hours shift at the Prime Time Cafe, but they wouldn’t give me a costume so I was there in my Star Tours getup, and I wasn’t there five minutes before a girl cut off her ENTIRE FINGER and no one was paying attention and I was trying to do everything at once and then all of a sudden a giant fell through the roof and through the floor because apparently there was a stage show in the basement so no one batted an eye but I was like ARE WE NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THAT ALSO HAS ANYONE FOUND THE KID’S FINGER and I was so frazzled and then I woke up and let me tell you that dream made me really tired
It’s no secret that I love baking, so I ended up baking like a million types of cookies this year. I thought I would do a round up of links to the recipes I used, particularly the Williamsburg gingercakes. They were my favorite treat when we went to Williamsburg when I was a little girl, and now they’re a Christmas tradition.
Lofthouse Sugar Cookies (you know, the fluffy sugar cookies with the thick frosting you get from the grocery store)
Classic Chocolate Chip Cookies
Williamsburg Gingercakes (use the recipe in the comments, it’s much better! I have some tweaks for it too if anyone want to try my variations.)
Candy Cane Cookies