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...If I said this post wasn't self indulging my need to constantly head-desk and scream WTF when dealing with my mother. Another post to feel free to skip as it's total catharsis. Well, also I would like to have something documented with first hand evidence of what I deal with.

This post also needs a major preface/warning/disclaimer: Under no circumstances am I making fun of, dismissing, or intentionally meaning to offend anyone, from anywhere and their beliefs. Which is what this mess under the cut boils down to with my mother. She's extremely blindsided and ironclad in her beliefs to the point it demands a certain level of respect. I do respect it. I just wish I wasn't related to it so I could carry on with my own existence. In peace.

Also, this was wonderful to deal with during the self-denial-mental-breakdown I had last week, let me tell you. There's nothing like family looking down on you to make you feel better.

Now with anything of this caliber, background information is required. )

My mom has discovered Facebook. )

I believe that Nature is a fractal. The same processes you find on the smallest scales you'll see repeated in the biggest, largest ones you can imagine. Light and Dark, Good and Evil, Heaven and Hell, it's all a balance and a pattern. You can't have one without the other. You cannot have life without death. Life is a balance. One is all, all is one.

It's the most important lesson I have ever learned.

A person cannot get too much of one thing and live a normal, productive, balanced life. Too much food? You're unhealthy and fat. Too much free time? You're lazy and unproductive. Too much Religion? You're too blindsided and judgemental. Too much love? You're spoiled and ignorant. Too much hate? You're spiteful and sad. Balance. Don't skew too far in one direction, respect everyone you meet, listen to their unique stories (everyone has their own amazing story), and just love being human and just as fucked up as the rest of us.

(Thank you to all my friends, the super awesome online family I have in WoW and their genius comments on how to handle my mom, and John Barrowman, yes really, for keeping me sane. I would not be alive, or free, if it wasn't for you guys. Super love and hugs to you all)


Jan. 27th, 2010 02:29 pm
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 I'm totally supposed to be writing a paper on the Hayes Code of 1933 in Hollywood right now. Bleh. That's boring. So instead I watched season 4, episode 15 of Heroes! It wasn't my plan to watch the ENTIRE episode in one go. I was going to use it as a reward for finishing my homework, but oh man was that a kick ass episode or what?!

Heroes 4x15 Pass/Fail )
/sigh ... Now I have to go write that boring paper. *rolls sleeves up* Come on, Hayes Code! I'm taking you back to 1966 and bringing you down Hollywood style :D ('66 is when the code was abolished in Hollywood, just so you're aware.)
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There's only one day left of the year! I can't say that I'm sad to see 2009 go. I'm bloody ecstatic to see the year become history. Along with this flu I've had the last couple of days. It's like someone is squeezing in one more "F*** YOU" before the month is over. I have many hopes for 2010 not to suck as much as this past year.

I mean, it's been harsh financially, as with most people. It's also been harsh in my with most people. If I'm having a sucktastic day, why do I want to watch my favorite forms of escapism deal with the same crap? Why?! 2009 has been a year for all my favorite characters to fear. From Torchwood, to Fullmetal Alchemist, to Doctor Who, to geez, a few more I can't remember off the top of my head, it's been one big killing spree (or attempts). 2010. You better be the year of Love.

I'm not one to make Resolutions(tm) but I do have hopes to accomplish when new years begin. Let's see, I hope to have a more definitive answer on my graduation date. I hope not to be in debtor's prison. I hope to have worked on at least one film set again. I hope to remain healthy, if not become even better at taking care of myself.

Simple life hopes. :D

As with what's been going on this past Holiday Season, I can safely confirm my family is utterly insane. Isn't everyone's, you ask? Oh no, my friend. My family is it's own specially created floor of crazy. My mom's increased her zoo to 8 cats, 2 birds, 2 hermit crabs, 4 chickens, and a number of opossum/raccoons she leaves food out for over night. That's the tally after one chicken randomly laid down and died in the dirt. However I guess there's some weird universal animal checks and balances going on with my mom. So she gained another cat to fill in the vacancy. The animals are precious and I love them to bits, but dear god woman, enough is enough.

I'm trying to figure out how bad of a person I am by thanking god for some "normal people drama" during the holidays. My poor cousin ended up pregnant this past year and has now found herself practically on her own to raise the baby. Her mother, to my absolutely confused shock, has kicked her out and stopped talking to her. Now, see, the family on my dad's side has always been the ones I look to for normal. They are a little closed minded, Southern (and all that entails with traditions) but have always believed in putting family first. My cousin's mother is not a blood relative, which is the only explanation I have for what's going on. Can you tell I'm glossing over? Oh yes! I am so glossing over, but bear with me. The whole family is really wanting to help my cousin, but the mother is standing in the way. *sigh* Mothers. At least my cousin has her adorable devoted boyfriend there for her. Silver linings!

Also: I am a food ninja!

Bendi is still suffering from Bartonella. It keeps coming and going and the battle is never ending. HOWEVER! I have discovered a new trick. I'm taking pouches of delicious wet food and just pouring it over a couple handfuls of dry food. I still make her the Pokemon Treats from time to time, but since the holidays have seen me not at home very much I'm am so glad she's loving this new way to eat.

Also: I totally caught her chewing on their outside chair. CHEWING! With her TEETH! Which means she can no longer pull the "No mom, it hurts to eat it" routine with me. I'm on to you cat!!

This is what I get for not posting in a while. Lol!
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I find it personally amazing that MONTHS after Torchwood's third season has aired's still haunting me. It has nothing to do with being an abnormal fan or the like. It was just a brilliant piece of entertainment/tv history that *got* to me and won't let me go. I mean this as sincerely as I can, it was an amazing piece of television.  Now. That being said, there is a major part of me that is conflicted with it and kinda hates it. No, it's not because someone in the cast dies, it's because after it was all over (hindsight's forever perfect) I was left feeling betrayed and wanting my proverbial money back. I felt cheated! This was NOT Torchwood. CoE may have paraded Gwen, Ianto, and Jack around in a shiny new format, but in the end... CoE was it's own universe where TW just happened to poke their noses in the wrong places.

I wish TW: CoE was minus the TW. )

Ok, now that I've babbled.

[ profile] thaddeusfavour has eloquently said everything that I felt about CoE. Really, you should read it if you want to understand what the hell I just spewed into this LJ.

This is exactly what I felt but was afraid to say after thinking everything over:

"Simply put, three and one half hours of brilliant television, followed by one and a half hours of complete crap."


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