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Comment on Played like a toy by plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Sat, 27 Sep 2008 14:54:58 +0000

Ha. I just came here to ask, “Hey, what happened to you?” and realised my last comment said the same thing.

Comment on Played like a toy by plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 02:30:24 +0000

Hey, what happened to you?

Comment on Played like a toy by plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 19:45:06 +0000

Even though I’m rarely the one paying for my dinner, this idea of tipping servers PISSES ME OFF. It’s cool that a server’s wage is based on how well he serves, but it SUCKS that if he does poorly and I tip him poorly, I can’t come back to the restaurant for a month if I don’t want my food spit in. (Not that spit doesn’t help my immune system, but it’s the principle.) I especially hate that eating at an expensive restaurant means tipping more, even though it seems like the servers actually do less the more I’m paying. There needs to be a tip ceiling, I say.

Comment on When In Rome by plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 17:54:28 +0000

I, too, cannot stop buying patent leather shoes. Not just black but all colors. And pointy-toes ones, too. Oh, lord. I think it’s because we secretly want people to be able to see the reflection of our pretty panties in our feet.

Comment on The Ox Lady by sielle

sielle — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 04:21:55 +0000

Luckily my Asian coworkers haven’t caught on yet. I don’t really think I could handle the severe morality and sense of duty that comes with most Asian cultures, but boy do I love me some udon noodle soup with a side of tsukemono. I was surprised to find out recently that young Chinese adults often start giving their parents “allowances” from their own income as soon as they start working. When the bill arrives at a restaurant, Chinese family members will bribe waiters or fist fight each other to win the honor of paying the bill. I like saving my monies for my own noodles.

Comment on The Ox Lady by plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 19:39:35 +0000

I’m very pleased with the “Asian wannabe” tag. I feel sorry for my Asian ladyfriend and her boyfriend here; every Japanese restaurant and sake bar they take me to suddenly becomes my favourite, and once they found out that I have an Asian roommate, they secretly accused me of having a typical white girl Asian fetish and only revealed that to me a few weeks ago. So embarrassing.

(But it’s true.)

Comment on All matter of ills by sielle

sielle — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 03:15:28 +0000

Mostly because he seems to have stopped saving himself, if that makes any sense? He rescues me from all my neuroses and helps me grow passed them, but when it comes his own anxieties, he just shuts the the door and won’t take a step. I know he’s got it in him to be so much stronger than all that and that he’d never allow me to do the same without significant criticism. He’s also very egotistical, which makes the two qualities together difficult to stomach. I wonder if he intimidates me purposefully sometimes and lately I’ve noticed that he seems to evade meaningful communication that involves factoring in his own private thoughts at a deeper level. Maybe these are just “manly” qualities, but I find them incompatible with the kind of relationship I want.

Oh, and in the bigger picture, I’m tired of paying rent when I can live at home comfortably. All of the above just makes me need more space again.

Comment on All matter of ills by plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Mon, 07 Jul 2008 17:18:20 +0000

And why is it that you don’t want to live together anymore with this man who saves you from everything?

Comment on Lit Notes: Sex And The City by sielle

sielle — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 21:13:48 +0000

I still can’t get over her wedding look: the asymmetric sheath guarding her chest, her hair pulled back severely and schoolmarm-like, the dark red lipstick that made her look pale, and the turquoise bird that totally clashed with the red lipstick and brown roots. She looked like she was going to take him over her knee at any minute. I loved the scene where she beat him with her bouquet and the whole street filled with rose petals.

If he flew all the way from Nappa to NYC and then again from NYC to Paris to win her back in the show, couldn’t he have at least done something personal in the film?

Comment on Lit Notes: Petite Anglaise by sielle

sielle — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 20:09:37 +0000

I hate to say it, but Petite Anglaise: the book was actually kind of boring. It kind of had to be because she talked about how boring her work and relationship were without any sort of comedic or sarcastic spin. First reading the events that happened and then having her address how she tweaked them for her blog made it clear why the blog is so much more interesting than the book. I suppose I prefer her as an entertainer in the end.

I’d like to think that if someone really is a great writer, she could write the truth to be as funny or as interesting as she wanted, without making the story she told any less true. Which is why this tweaking also bothers me – it seems like cheating.

At the Jen Lancaster reading (she writes memoirs), she mentioned that her publisher has fact checkers that review her books. Seems like they might be coming down on finagling?