Saturday, December 8, 2012

it takes a village

Of course the Christmas season has been going strong since the day after Halloween ended, and for the past few weeks my parents have started decorating our house.

I'd like to think they're done but my mother keeps fucking around with the tree, so probably not.

My mother's pride and joy of Christmas decorations, her village, is up. That thing has been a constant every Christmas. It keeps changing size, place, and pattern but it's always up without fail.

She's got a new piece for it this year, some kind of merry-go-round/maypole thing. Or some kind of ice rink. It turns on and the people on it move around in a circle, and it makes a weird grinding noise as if one of the people got caught in it.

It looks smaller now than it has in recent years, which means that she either didn't put all the pieces out or there's a second village somewhere else in the house. I think it's that she didn't put all the pieces up since the ice rink (another Christmas constant or I complain) is set up downstairs.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Day 2

The snow does not fuck around down here.

Just one day later and the ground is now completely covered.

I'm really not surprised at this. Really the only thing that surprises me about this is that it didn't happen last month.

I'm going into the school on Wednesday to sub and I just know that there will still be snow and all the ski-pants and boots and mittens and shit will be out.

Bugger.

Friday, November 30, 2012

It Starts

SNOW TIME!!!

This either showed up late last night or early this morning (my guess is early this morning because I remember hearing loud winds and my mother worrying about my brothers driving to school).

So I guess this is technically the first snow of the season.

It's all downhill from here, folks.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

It's warm outside but the wind is cold

Holy shit it's almost December!

Also, it is cold out. I can only assume that the snow will be coming shortly. Yay.

I was subbing at school today and helping out with the little kids when I suddenly realized something important: it's almost snowsuit season.

Fuck.

Anyone who has ever had to help put multiple small children into snow gear in a set time frame will know the dread I am feeling right now.

Fucking hooray for winter.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

New things I've gotten into

I've come across so many new things since I joined tumblr last year.

A lot of it is nsfw, but most of it is pretty damn entertaining.

One of those things is the British radio sitcom Cabin Pressure, written by John Finnemore (who is a genius as far as I'm concerned); and performed by John Finnemore, Stephanie Cole, Roger Allam, and Benedict Cumberbatch.

It's fucking hilarious and I love it.

I've only listened to the first season so far and it is one of the funniest things I've ever heard. I recommend it to everybody.

Also, this shirt is awesome (even if I still don't really understand the whole lemon thing... I haven't heard that episode yet).

I got this shirt from Qwertee (another awesome thing I discovered on tumblr) back when it was for sale. It's no longer up on Qwertee (and I don't think it will be again) but it's on Redbubble (just search 'Cabin Pressure' and you should be able to find it easily).

So, to recap: Cabin Pressure is hilarious and 10 different kinds of awesome and you should listen to it, and Qwertee is amazing and has awesome t-shirts for sale at a fairly decent price.

Also tumblr is awesome, you should get on that too.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

well here's something you don't see anymore

I buy a lot of used books.

Really.

Actually, most of the books I buy nowadays are used books. The biggest reason for it is mostly because the books are cheaper used. Depending on where I buy it I can get a normally 20+$ book for about 5$. No complaints about that. Another reason to get used books is so I can get books that are out of print or otherwise hard to find.

Most of my used books come from consignment shops and stores like Value Village, but lately I've been getting most of my books from betterworldbooks.com, which has an enormous variety of books to choose from at awesome prices and a lot of sales.

One of the books I bought recently is Lois Duncan's The Twisted Window, which apparently came from a library because this is what I found in the back:

I haven't used one of these in a long time (years, really), not since the libraries in my area started using bar codes to keep track of their books.

It's both nostalgic and amusing because I can remember having to deal with these cards when I borrowed library books as a child, good times those.

I come across books sometimes that either have the pocket or scraps of paper from where the pocket's been ripped out, but I rarely find books that still have actual cards still in the pockets.

Quite amusing, that.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Well this sucks

So yesterday I took my computer to a computer repair shop an hour away from where I live and ended up having to leave it there.

I am unamused.

Apparently, it's going to have to be taken apart to find out exactly what's broken on it (meaning it isn't necessarily the hinge that's broken, it could be some other part of the casing). I don't know how long that's going to take, but I'm supposed to get a call whenever they find out so they can tell me how much it's going to cost for repairs (joy). After they find out what part is broken they'll have to order a new part. They told me that Toshiba (which is what my laptop is) parts usually take 5-7 days to arrive after being ordered. Then of course it'll have to be put on my laptop.

So I'm guessing that I'll be without my laptop for a couple of weeks at least.

In the absence of my laptop, I have been forced to use the family's desktop computer. I really hate using other people's computers because 1) my files aren't on them, and 2) I'm not a fan of people seeing what I'm up to whenever I'm doing something (even if that something is just playing Solitaire). Another problem is that the desktop I'm using is against the far wall so my back is to the entire room, including the door. I haven't had this problem in almost four years, ever since I first got my laptop.

Very nerve wracking since I especially hate people looking over my shoulder while I'm on the computer (or doing anything, really). It's probably even worse now than it was before because now I have tumblr, and anyone who uses tumblr is probably aware of how quickly the content on the dash can change from completely innocent to 'Is that a penis?' (well, on my brother's dash it's mostly 'Are those tits?').

Anyway, hopefully my laptop won't be gone for too long.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Ultrasound Adventures

I really hate ultrasounds.

Well, the ultrasounds themselves aren't so bad I suppose. You just lay there on a table/bed/thing while the technician moves a wand around on your belly, not that bad really. The gel isn't even cold (not the one I used, anyway). Really, it was better than the MRI where I had to lay still in a giant tube thing for however long, doing nothing with an IV line in my arm (which was very uncomfortable).

So the ultrasound procedure itself isn't much to write home about.

Waiting around with a full bladder and not being allowed to use the bathroom is what I have a problem with. Fucking hate that.

Today's was the second ultrasound I ever had (my first one was two years ago), and to be fair it did go a bit better than the first one. I didn't cry this time, so that's something. Although I did whine a bit.

I hate the part where I have to have a full bladder. I was waiting at the hospital for about an hour, and the procedure itself couldn't have lasted longer than 10 or 15 minutes, but that's a long fucking time when you really need to pee.

I was nearly in pain near the end.

Luckily, my technician was nice and didn't poke fun at me for being insanely uncomfortable (unlike my mother. Thanks, Ma.).

So yeah, fucking hate ultrasounds.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

How I Am Not A Total Idiot

  • Ordered 70$ worth of DVDs from Amazon UK last week.
  • Got them in the mail today a few days earlier than planned.
  • Happy dance.
  • Find out (hours later) that DVDs don't play on any DVD players in the house.
  • Even though a DVD I bought from Amazon UK weeks ago does.
  • Is confused.
  • Contemplates beating head against wall.
  • Starts searching online for region free DVD players.
  • Find one for 40$.
  • Don't really want to buy it because I've been spending a lot of money lately.
  • Find out about unlocking DVD players.
  • Google it.
  • Run around house looking for a DVD player I can unlock.
  • Find one.
  • Unlock it successfully.
  • Am genius.
  • Happy dance.
  • Spend five minutes switching DVD players in the basement and upstairs.
  • Still works.
  • Happy dance continues.
  • Mom says it's late and can't watch new DVDs until tomorrow.
  • Whatever, still genius.
  • Starting to get worried about this actually still working tomorrow.
  • Paranoid happy dance.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

You Be The Jury: Courtroom Collection

Marvin Miller



Order in the court!

The court is now in session, and you are the jury. You examine the evidence. You spot the clues. You decide: Guilty or Not Guilty?

Can you solve the following baffling cases?

?       What really happened to Mr. Compson in The Case of the Dangerous Golf Ball?

?       Who is spying on Gordon Winslow in The Case of the Nosy Neighbor?

?       Who commited the crime in The Case of the Troublesome Twins?

Inside, you’ll find forty courtroom mysteries with illustrated clues. You can look up the answers if you’re stumped, but try not to peek. The final verdict is up to you!

(from the back of the book)
 

If you like puzzles you’ll probably like You Be the Jury: Courtroom Collection (which is actually four books in one).

You Be the Jury is a compilation of 40 court case scenarios. Each scenario is about 3 to 4 pages long and starts off with one side giving their account of the crime, and then the other side will give their account. After each scenario is three page-sized illustrations which contain more clues that will either contradict or support the defendant’s story. Your job is to act as the jury and try to determine the defendant’s guilt or innocence using the clues provided in the text and pictures. The solution is always on the page that follows the three pages of illustrations.

The cases themselves are fairly simple; mostly robberies, forgeries, and fraud. The stories told by the people in the court are straightforward and there are always two clear sides to each story. There usually isn’t any way to figure out who is telling the truth and who is lying without looking at the pictures. There are always three pictures, but there is usually only one with the clue to solve the puzzle. The clues aren’t always obvious, but once you find it you’ll immediately get the answer.

The original You Be the Jury books were published in the late ‘80s and early ‘90s, and it sometimes shows. The cases are written in a way where they could take place at almost any time but, because there isn’t any mention of modern technology like cell phones or computer files, the stories give off the feeling of happening in the past. There’s even a case centered around a young boy using a typewriter to type up a school project. I almost didn’t get the clue for that case because I have very little experience with typewriters, having only used one for a short time during my childhood. So it’s a bit dated.

The cases are not connected to each other in any way, so there isn’t any kind of storyline throughout the book. This makes it easy to put down the book and pick it back up later if you don’t feel like going through all 40 cases in one go. It also makes it so that the cases don’t have to be read in any kind of order.

This is a pretty good book to pick up if you enjoy puzzle solving and short stories. It reads very easily and is not aimed at any particular age of reader so it both the young and old would have no trouble enjoying it. (Although I got my copy from a Scholastics book order while I was in school so a younger reader may enjoy it more than someone older.)

Saturday, June 23, 2012

I'm Here to Complain

So one of my cousins on Facebook home schools her children.

Nothing wrong with that. I'm not a huge fan of the idea, I'm glad I wasn't home schooled (for various reasons), and I don't plan to home school any future children I may have, but if others want to that's their business. To each their own.

The problem I have with my cousin homeschooling her children is that I'm reading her statuses and her spelling and grammar is just terrible. I sincerely hope that she writes better than this offline because she's making mistakes that middle schoolers might be making.

Every time I see one of her statuses I have to resist the urge to comment with corrections.

Bloody ridiculous is what it is.

I mean, how are her kids even going to learn to spell if she can't even get her there/their/they're right, among other things?

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Second Go

So I just watched the Reichenbach episode of BBC's Sherlock for the second time ever (the first and only other time was when it first aired back in January).

I've been holding off on rewatching it because of the sobbing episode I had the first time around (after all, I've never read Alone on the Water since that first night either) and not wanting a repeat of that so soon after.

I was actually gonna wait until the DVD came out before I watched it again, but then I started watching it on PBS so, whatever.

Funny thing, though, my reaction this time around was quite different than the first time. I actually didn't cry, at all. I came pretty close to it, but considering my reaction the first time I thought there would've been more.

Weird.

I don't really have an explanation for it. Maybe just seeing it that first time was a shock to my system, and that I knew what was coming this time. Who knows? Weird though.

Anyway, I still find it heartbreaking, no matter my reaction. And I just can't wait for Series 3 to air so that Sherlock and John can be back together again, make all the feels stop.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Mail Volume 1

Housui Yamazaki

Postcards from Purgatory…

Private detective Reiji Akiba has a theory about those weird coincidences we all encounter in life. They are actually encounters with the dead – their way of sending us a message. But you may not want to open such strange mail from beyond – not unless you can see the ghostly attachment, like Akiba can. And not unless you carry a tool that can kill what isn’t alive, like Akiba’s sanctified gun Kagutsuchi… digging a divine grave to lay to rest the evil dead! (from the back of the book)


(Spoilers below)

Mail is a horror manga about ghosts. It’s a short series (only three volumes long), which makes it fairly easy to read the whole thing in one sitting.

The three volumes are made up of short stories with the only recurring character being Akiba Reiji, a detective /medium/ghost hunter who looks to be in his late 20s or early 30s. Akiba is really the only thing remotely tying these stories together. Otherwise they’d just be unrelated ghost stories.

There are six different stories in Volume 1, and none of them are connected in any way aside from Akiba’s presence.

The first story, called Wine Cellar, opens at a photo shoot for a dirty magazine, where some of the photographers find a skeleton near where they were working. When one of the photographers, Harada, develops the pictures she notices something in the background of one of them that looks like a headless child. Thinking that she got a picture of a ghost, she calls up an occult specialist/detective, Akiba. Akiba and Harada, along with one of her coworkers named Imai, all head out to go look for the child’s missing head. Their search takes them to an abandoned house, where Harada and Akiba locate the missing head in a wine cellar… along with a great number of missing heads, and the body of the man who took them. The man’s spirit attacks Harada. Akiba saves her by whipping out a gun and shooting the spirit, sealing it in the bullet.

Hide and Seek is the second story and starts off with a woman named Adachi Mari. Mari has just moved into a new apartment and has decided to spend her day off cleaning it up when a letter drops into her mailbox, sender unknown. The letter is from the apartment’s former tenant, and details the strange happenings she experienced while living there. Mari realizes that the exact same things are happening to her, so she has no problem agreeing when the letter writer insists that the apartment is haunted. It does help the letter writer’s case when the ghost of a little girl emerges and drags Mari inside the apartment walls. Akiba then bursts in to save the day, shooting the ghost and freeing Mari, still alive, and the three previous tenants, all skeletons.

Story number three is Twins and begins with a little girl named Tamami bandaged and laced-up in a straight jacket in a hospital; with her mother and Akiba as visitors. According to Tamami, she is being haunted and beaten up by her twin sister Tamamo, who’s been dead for six months. Tamami’s mother thinks that the little girl is making everything up. Akiba takes the case after coming across a picture Tamami drew asking for help. Tamamo’s spirit appears at the hospital and Akiba shoots her.

The fourth story is Drive and begins with Akiba putting to rest the spirit of a woman, before switching over to a young woman named Michiyo driving home on the highway. Akiba contacts her on her cell phone to tell her that the car she has just purchased, and is currently driving, is haunted by the ghost of a child who died in the trunk. The child’s spirit soon takes over the car, causing Michiyo to lose control of the vehicle. Luckily Akiba arrives on a moped to stop the ghost and save Michiyo’s life.

Story five is Ka-tsu-mi and starts off with two teenage girls taking pictures of themselves in a park. One of the girls, Yumi, is dead by the next day and the other girl, Yuko, is frightened by this. She thinks that Yumi’s death has to do with a local urban legend involving a ghost, so she contacts Akiba to see if he can help. Akiba tells Yuko that the area where she and Yumi were taking pictures is built on a site that used to house an old warehouse where a teenage girl named Katsumi hung herself in 1938. He ends up telling her that Yumi’s death was because of Katsumi and asks Yuko where they were taking pictures the night before. Yuko doesn’t tell him but returns to the place that night and gets attacked by Katsumi’s spirit. Akiba, who had followed her, arrives to save the day.

The last story in this volume, Visibility, is when we finally get some information about Akiba by way of a flashback. It doesn’t say how long ago it happened, but it tells of how he obtained his gun Kagutsuchi, that shoots special bullets to ‘kill’ ghosts, and became a detective/ghost hunter. Akiba grew up blind, but was able to eventually regain his sight due to advances in medicine. It’s at the hospital that he meets the previous owner of Kagutsuchi, who explains to him about the ghosts still wandering on Earth. One such ghost follows Akiba home a few days later and the strange man from the hospital comes to his rescue. The man then gives Akiba Kagutsuchi.

Mail is my favourite horror manga. It isn’t too gory, and it isn’t too confusing. It’s a series of simple ghost stories all tied together by one unique premise.

As I said before, all six stories in this volume are totally unrelated: they all star different characters, different ghosts, and different settings (although they all take place in Japan, possibly Tokyo). The only thing that ties these stories together in any way is Akiba himself, and even the way he shows up differs from story to story. Sometimes he’ll be contacted by that story’s main character, sometimes he’ll have been contacted by someone else, and sometimes he’ll just show up having come across the situation some other way.

Although he’s the only constant character throughout the volume, we don’t really know much about Akiba. Even the last story Visibility, while being all about Akiba, doesn’t really tell us much about him at all. The most we know about the man is that he used to be blind and that he hunts ghosts for no other reason than the fact that he can.

The spirit gun Kagutsuchi, which Akiba uses to shoot spirits and trap them inside special bullets, isn’t really explained much either and even then it isn’t explained at all until the last chapter. Nothing is really explained in this volume. New characters are introduced in each story and then promptly abandoned when their story is over. Most of these characters are just one-dimensional with barely any defining characteristics; Akiba is probably the one exception to this. The spirits are actually more interesting than the humans. This isn’t a problem; I quite liked this arrangement.

The art style is realistic and very detailed. I especially like the two-page cover spread for Hide and Seek, which almost makes my hands cramp just looking at it. There is a nice variety of character designs, it’s without any exaggerations or comically huge eyes or mouths (like what is common for a lot of manga series). The realistic art style really works well with the creepy imagery, making even simple things terrifying.

Now, this particular volume was wrapped in plastic when I bought it, and that’s because of the nudity and gore. There isn’t really much of either in this volume, but it is there. The first panel on the first page has a naked woman on it, and then later on there’s another naked girl. I don’t want to call this fan service since their nudity makes sense in context. I usually refer to it as casual nudity. The gore is minimal as well; severed heads and knife wounds that wouldn’t be so shocking if the art weren’t so realistic. I wasn’t too bothered by it, though, since they didn’t get much panel space.

Mail doesn’t get its scares from gross-out factor, which I liked.

Mail Volume 1 is a great opener for the series. It doesn’t really explain anything until the end, so just read the last chapter if that bothers you. The chapters don’t really need to be read in any particular order since the individual stories have nothing much to do with each other. The rest of the series could be just more ghost stories, which certainly isn’t a problem, but one can’t help but hope that we’ll learn more about Akiba in future installments. The art is great, the stories are interesting, and the visuals go along with the narrative to make everything just that much scarier.

I don’t recommend reading it alone with the lights off.

Monday, March 5, 2012

brb, heartbroken

Watched Third Star today.

I heard it was depressing, but goddamn!

It's a wonderful and beautiful movie, but it is SO SAD!

The ending completely took me by surprise, and I instantly got Alone on the Water flashbacks. It certainly didn't help that Benedict Cumberbatch plays both Sherlock and James. Did not help at all.

Small comforts that I took it better than I did the Reichenbach Fall episode of Sherlock.

Very small comforts.

But yeah, it is a good movie, just depressing as all hell.

Friday, February 3, 2012

Blubber - Judy Blume

Blubber is a good name for her, the note from Caroline said about Linda. Jill crumpled it up and left it on the corner of her school desk. She didn’t want to think about Linda or her dumb report on the whale just then. Jill wanted to think about Halloween.

But Robby grabbed the note and before Linda stopped talking it had gone halfway around the room.

That’s where it all started… there was something about Linda that made a lot of kids in her fifth grade class want to see how far they could go… but nobody, Jill least of all, expected the fun to end where it did.
This is a story about bullying.

Jill Brenner is in the fifth grade; and at the beginning of Blubber she is in class listening to her classmates presenting projects on mammals. The last person to present that day is Linda Fischer, who Jill says is the pudgiest girl in the class (but not in the grade). Linda is doing her project on whales, which is why Wendy decides to start calling her ‘Blubber’. She passes a note around class and Linda has a new nickname before her presentation is even over.

Just like that, Linda becomes the official outcast of the class. Everyone in class, including Jill, does their best to make Linda’s life miserable. They call her Blubber, never Linda; they trip her; take her things; make her call herself Blubber; and they constantly tease her about her weight, among other things. There’s even an incident where Jill, Wendy, and Wendy’s best friend Caroline corner Linda in the bathroom and school and try to strip her.

No one seems to like Linda very much; especially Jill, who always blames Linda when things go wrong for her. The classroom teacher is completely unaware as to what is going on, and the bus driver on the school bus Linda, Wendy, Caroline, Jill, and some other classmates ride just ignores what happens.

I can’t really say that this book has a direct plot. It’s like Judy Blume wrote what happened during about a month-long period in Jill’s life and it just so happened that there was bullying going on at the time. The bullying isn’t even always talked about. Jill talks about things like Halloween, costumes, stamp collecting, Jill’s best friend and her family, her own family, what’s going on in her home, and so on. Most of the book is actually this. While there’s no set plot, there is a specific chain of events that leads to an ‘end’ to the bullying.

It starts on Halloween night. While out trick-or-treating, Jill and her best friend Tracy Wu play a prank on a mean man named Mr. Machinist who lives on Linda, Wendy and Caroline’s street (they cracked rotten eggs in his mailbox). They’re almost caught and they end up getting their picture taken by Mr. Machinist as they’re running away. Actually, they get away completely when they crack the eggs; they’re only caught when they return to show Wendy and Caroline what they did. So the only ones who know what happened are Wendy, Carolin, and Linda (who saw them outside from her window).

At first, this seems like something random that happens that has no bearing on the rest of the story, but then Mr. Machinist goes around town with the picture he took of Jill and Tracy to try to identify the two girls, who were in full costumes with masks at the time. He somehow does figure out who they are and the two girls are punished.

We never do learn who told. Tracy suspects Wendy, but Jill blames Linda. She reasons that it’s Linda trying to get back at Jill for the bullying since Linda kind of threatened to get back at her. Jill tells Wendy and Caroline about her theory, and Wendy agrees with her but says that they really need to find out the truth. They eventually decide to put Linda on trial to get her to confess. They spend a while planning out the whole trial, but they aren’t able to actually do it until a few days later.

Linda misses a few days of school, but she comes back on a rainy Wednesday. Lunch recess is held indoors, so as soon as the teacher leaves for lunch the class gangs up on Linda and locks her in the classroom’s supply closet. Wendy declares herself the judge, Jill is the prosecution, and the rest of the kids are the jury. Wendy is about to start the trial when Rochelle, who Jill tells us is a new girl, points out that they can’t have a trial because they didn’t give Linda a lawyer. Rochelle insists that Linda needs a lawyer and Wendy pitches a fit.

Wendy, who is basically in charge of the class (the Queen Bee, if you will), starts getting pissy because things aren’t going her way. Jill, probably finally realizing that Wendy is a horrible person, goes against Wendy for the first time all book and agrees with Rochelle that Linda needs her own lawyer. She ask that Rochelle act as defence, and Rochelle accepts.

Wendy continues to resist deny Linda a lawyer until Jill finally calls off the trial and lets Linda out of the supply closet. Wendy is very angry with Jill now, and tells her that she will be sorry.

The next day Jill arrives at school to find that she has suddenly switched places with Linda. Linda now has her name back and seems to be Wendy’s new BFF. Jill has become the class’ new official outcast and everyone, including Linda, now refers to her as B.B., or Baby Brenner. Jill has now become Blubber.

However, Jill handles things a little differently than Linda did. Jill tries to keep things from getting to her and showing her classmates that they can’t hurt her. It all comes to a head when Jill is cornered in the bathroom by Wendy, Caroline, Donna, and Linda. They try to make Jill insult herself before being allowed to use the bathroom. When she refuses, Wendy tries to get the other girls to pull Jill’s pants down. (What is it with those girls and taking off clothes? They did the same thing to Linda near the beginning of the book.)

Jill knows that she can’t fight against the girls, one of whom is bigger than her, so she tries a different way of getting away. She questions Caroline’s best friend status with Wendy and when it comes out that Wendy isn’t exactly a very good best friend, Caroline and Donna leave the bathroom.

Jill’s bullying stops immediately after that, kind of like Linda’s seems to have. Caroline and Donna become new best friends, Wendy turns to a girl named Laurie, Jill starts hanging out with Rochelle, and Linda is alone again. Things in class seem to have gone back to normal and Jill’s life outside of school remains largely unaffected.

I think that this is my favourite book by Judy Blume, just because of the ending. I’ve known people to say that they don’t like this book because it seems like the characters don’t learn the right lesson, or any lesson. That’s the exact reason why I love it so much. I sometimes get frustrated when I read books where everyone, even the enemies, is BFFS-Forever by the end. I rarely see that happen in real life. There’s nothing wrong with everyone being friends in the end, I just don’t like it. Can’t people just be allowed to hate/dislike each other in children/YA books?

Anyway thank you, Judy Blume, for telling it like it is.

So, I wanna talk about Jill. Jill is in the fifth grade, in a classroom with a hierarchy. Wendy is at the top of that hierarchy, she’s calling the shots. She’d also the one that starts all the ‘Blubber’ business. Jill is somewhere in the middle of the hierarchy… as long as she stays on Wendy’s good side. She even says it herself; it’s not a good idea to cross Wendy.

Anyway, back to Jill. Jill is the one narrating the story, so she’s the character we get to know the most. Jill lives on a very short street with her parents and younger brother Kenny. Her family is pretty normal, and Jill is a very normal girl; which is why it should come as a surprise to no one that she also participates in bullying Linda. Judy Blume is pretty good at writing realistic children.

Jill joins in on the bullying partly because everyone else is doing it, and partly because she can. Jill doesn’t seem to particularly like Linda, even after all the bullying stops. She doesn’t even sympathize with Linda when she’s put into her position. I don’t think that Jill really even gives much thought to Linda or her situation.

If Jill has learned any lesson here, it’s to stand up to people like Wendy. It’s a pretty solid lesson, but not the lesson most people would expect from this kind of story.

On the other side of the coin is Linda. Linda is probably the ideal bullying victim: she’s quiet, shy, lonely, and it’s easy for people to walk all over her. She doesn’t seem very likable or sympathetic, probably because she can be whiny and she’s quick to join in on bullying Jill (at least, that’s why I don’t like her). Wendy initially starts bullying her about her weight, but Jill even tells us that Linda may be the pudgiest girl in the class but that there are two other girls in the fifth grade who are bigger; and then there’s a boy in the class who is bigger than all three. Jill talks about that boy every now and again, but when she mentions his weight it’s not really insulting, it’s just observations.

The bullying in this book is pretty bad. I mean, you have the standard stuff like name-calling and playing keep away with possessions. Then you have the really extreme stuff like trying to remove clothes, and locking someone in a closet. And all this from a bunch of fifth graders! It’s a good thing this story takes place before social networking sites happened. I can imagine the dark turn this story would most likely take if someone like Wendy had access to anonymity online.

Speaking of places in time, the copy of Blubber that I have says that this book was originally published in 1974, so this story must take place in the ‘60s or ‘70s. Having said that, this book doesn’t read like something that happened almost 40 years ago. I was reading this and picturing my own elementary school experience, which was in the late ‘90s/early 2000s. Blubber doesn’t really date itself, except for mentions of Unicef collection on Halloween (does that even happen anymore?) and someone writing a check for a dollar.

All in all, I really like this book. It’s a very simple story about bullying and how hateful some children can be. The bullies aren’t very complex: they aren’t children with tortuous home lives who bully because they’re taking things out on the wrong people, they’re just ordinary children who are mean and bully because they can get away with it. There really isn’t a strong anti-bullying message here, but I don’t think that’s what Judy Blume was going for. She was just out to tell a simply story about elementary school bullying; and I think she succeeded.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Tomorrow's the 15th you guys!!

Is everybody ready for the last season 2 episode of Sherlock tomorrow?

'Cause I'm not!

D:

I can't really remember ever being so emotionally invested in a TV show before now. I can barely read angst fics for Sherlock when either Sherlock or John die without turning into a crying mess. And thats all fanfiction.

Tomorrow is The Fall, which is canon.

My tumblr dashboard is already half-full of post-Fall angst and sadness. It's probably gonna be completely full tomorrow night.

... I need a shock blanket...

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Year! A New One!

Happy 2012 everyone!!

First post of the new year, on the first day of the new year.

And it's just to say that SHERLOCK SERIES 2 STARTS IN A FEW HOURS!!!!!

It's playing live online at 8:10 in the UK, but with the time difference it's like around 4 o'clock or something here.

So... FEW MORE HOURS!!!

SO EXCITED!!!

I HOPE IT WORKS!!!

:D!!!!