Wednesday, October 23, 2002

Vanity, Thy Name is Woman!
Today, I was thinking about breasts. Not in any perverse sense, so don't get any ideas (ya, porn fiend!) or go all Kinsey on me! I was thinking about how much women tend to associate (maybe even define?) their femininity with (by) their breasts. I know I do so; I'll admit it! Really, apart from the occasional practical function, breasts are ornamental--outward signs of womanhood. I will also admit to having nice breasts myself, but, admittedly, I'm a little biased (no, I will not show them to any of you either! I've had enough unbiased observations already anyway). But what makes breasts--big, small, perky, saggy, pretty, ugly--special to a woman is that they are her own, part of who she presents to the world. I think this is part of what is so traumatic about mastectomies (apart from having the cancer itself, of course!) A woman loses a part of herself. Fortunately, new studies have shown that lumpectomies and radiation are enough. Interesting is what Dr. Patrick Borgan (Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Centre) had to say: "Women who have the breast conserved get back to their normal routines quicker. They get back to work quicker, they feel better about themselves." I wonder why?!?!

Fire burn and cauldron bubble!
My tummy has not been doing too well lately. I think it could be the coffee. Not the quality, but the quantity. Either that or I still have a touch of that stupid flu! I'm not sure which I'd prefer it to be...

"Midway in our life's journey, I went astray / from the straight road and woke to find myself / alone in a dark wood."
My midterm for my "Dante's Paradiso" course is tomorrow. For such a heavenly course, why is it that I feel like I've been damned?

She's so... endearing!
Yup. Endearing I am going to be: I want to have a kaiju eiga movie marathon. Godzilla Vs. Mothra and Frankenstein Vs. Baragon here I come! Won't my roommate love me!

Thought Policing
I find myself holding back certain feelings, events, experiences when I write certain blog entries. I kind of want to keep some just for me, you know? They're mine! All mine, I tell you! But I'll have some of yours if you're willing! (Your cue to leave me a shout out...nnnnnnn-ow!)

Blogging is evil! I should be studying. Maybe that's why I feel damned...

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