I Know Nothing Stays The Same

So Don't Mind If I Fall Apart...

The Week In Review...

Monday sucked. This is nothing new. Mondays more or less always suck.

Tuesday, a friend needed someone to listen, and chose me. Tuesday is also special because it marked the large-scale return of coffee to my domicile. And there was much rejoicing.

Wednesday, discovered the following: Crossgen Comics rock. Sojourn, in particular, is the thinking lady's alternative to Image/Top Cow. The femme character in said book is actually (gasp!) wearing a full suit of clothes, and somehow still comes off as both sexy and deadly. Typical cheescake peek-a-boo pencillers, take note ;^D

Thursday, showed off my admittedly patchy geography skills. Yes, folks, I DO know where the United Arab Emirates are, despite being an dumb American.

Friday: spat with parents due to my own internal bitchiness. Also learned that I cannot for the life of me sing in pop/rock style. *Wince* What I do is called adult contemporary. Ballads. Celine Dion type sh*t. The only trouble with adult contemporary is, excepting my odd little self, nobody under the age of 18 listens to the stuff. They all want pop/rock. So much for that audition >=^P

Today: Arcanum will not load despite every bit of computer wizardry my stepdad knows. Also sitting here cataloguing my life. Enduring vertigo related to intense allergy trouble. Praying for rain so the pollen will be reduced and I can go back to feeling like a normal human being again.

Other stuff:

Listening: Nothing at the moment.
Watching: Rather half-heartedly, some sort of legal drama on HBO Signature with Gene Hackman.
Thinking: Life is good. Mostly. Now if only they would outlaw Mondays...
Reading: Ender's Shadow by Orson Scott Card, Infinity's Shore by David Brin, and Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. (You may have noticed that I tend to read more than one book at a time ;^) Can't keep my attention on any one book for too long, I'm hyper that way.)
Wanting: Pizza or donuts, one of the two. And driving lessons.

That about does it for the moment.

*Jheti*

We Now Return You To Your Regularly Scheduled Programming

More Ranting

Trend to complain about, Number 3,247.9 : Current-Events Blogs.

Explanation: Current events suck. Blogs are righteously and annoyingly self-important (including mine, but then I never had the gall, or self-delusion, to claim otherwise). Get them together, and you have something really, really, REALLY gross.

It wouldn't bug me so bad if it weren't for the fact that "everybody's doing it."

God, I hate that phrase. "Everybody's doing it." Like that validates it somehow. I'll say nothing of lemmings marching to their deaths over cliffsides, that's been done to death. It remains a nice image, though ;^)

Trend to complain about, Number 4,106 : "The Youth Market And The Terrible, No-Good, Brain-Rotting Mass Media"

Is it just me, or is there a terrific double standard going on in society as respects its youth?

Meaning: in the early 90's, there was an outcry against Gen X.

The message, loud and clear from the rest of society, was: "You're worthless! You're all involved in gangs! Every last one of you does drugs and gets pregnant at age twelve and hates their parents!" This was annoying, but it was clear and definite and you could at least understand it.

Flash-forward to 2002: The new message is "You're our future and we love you, but the minute you screw up, we'll brand you with the same labels we used on that last batch of sorry, disappointing failures *pointing slightly behind the 'New Gen' to Gen X*. Measure up. Do as we say, not as we've done."

Wait, the best way to explain it is to use parallel ad slogans.

"Tobacco is Whacko, If You're A Teen" (public service announcement) VS
"Pleasure to Burn" (Camel cigarette ad)

"Wait To Have Sex" (another brilliant public service announcement) VS
"OK, so you've snagged a hot date for Valentine's Day. The next step is notice-me makeup. Try these pretty looks, guaranteed to turn his head." (insipid teen-mag article)

I could go on like this, but you get the point. Let me see here: the "future", the "hope" that society is purportedly so invested in is somehow supposed to remain squeaky-clean in the face of this hypocrisy? Whereas before, the cry was "you're hopeless", there's now a muddled series of messages that could be summed up like this:

"Be pure, but not virginal."
"Coughing up bits of blackened lung into your bathroom sink is fine, as long as you waited 'til you were over 18."
"Protect our natural resources...by using these cool new ultra-disposable throwaway plates from Gladware!"

There's a current of, "if we preach about it, it'll go away--despite the fact that all our messages contradict each other. If these kids don't get the message [which one?] then it's their own damn fault."

Hear that? That, friends, is the sound of the Establishment, washing its hands.

I See You Baby...

Silence Must Be Heard

Ughhkhh, I hate the news. Women drowning their brats, the guy next door murdering the neighbors' kid, the friendly football coach biting the head off a live bird, Ja Rule (!?!) up for a Grammy in three categories.

Does the Earth Realm suck or what? (Nod your head "yes"...)

Against a backdrop like this, my usual paranoia seems paltry. In short: I don't care anymore, do what you want and have your laugh at my expense. Hell, have several. If it's the only thing that'll make you happy, go ahead. But when you feel hollow afterward, just ask yourself why.

It exhausts me, sometimes...

Everybody wants me to be happy
Don't they know what it takes to make me?
Sometimes the weight's on me,
Most people never see,
You're thinking everything's a miracle,
Well I don't.

*Sigh*

Oh, just ignore me. It's one of those moments painted in blue. I'll be fine tomorrow, or an hour from now, or in the next moment. I get tired of pretending that the whole world is lovely, and that my life is fine.

Spirits say: "all sunshine makes a desert". Period.

Oh, and just to give you something else to kick me for: I like the new plan. Which plan? Watch the friggin' news. Watch it and laugh your @$$ off. I hope you die laughing.

Now that that's over with: Arcanum rules =^D

Mindless Supplemental Post

*Points at sidebar* Wheee! I'm a Half-Elf Ranger/Warrior! *Turns cartwheels* Check my spiffy swellness! =^)

Remember, kiddies, these are moments of your life you will never, ever get back ;^)

Am I Alone Here? Am I All By Myself?

Throw The Damn Ball!

Yeah, it's a Doctor Doolittle (remake) header. So? It's about how I feel right now. GrrrRRRrrr, stupid Monday. Monday bites. Monday means piles of laundry and hundreds of other stupid things that just absolutely require my total attention, or they won't get done =^P

Add to this the huge attachment that just landed in my lap, full of processing-work for me to take care of :^P (That one's not so bad, because theoretically at least, it means spends in six to eight weeks, if everything goes well). My first taste of employment, folks. Yaay for me. *Siiighh*

Oh wait *breaks out the Universal Translator* "spends" means "money", folks ;^)

On the upswing, I've put about three hundred more words into various non-work-related things. I also caught about two thirds of Robocop 2, so it's not as if my free time has been a complete waste. Oh wait ;^)

Did I mention our den has been rearranged? One computer faces the rear windows, and this one (the good one, with the fast processor and nice hard drive) is next to the sliding-glass door that goes to the backyard. Furniture removals include the Persian rug and the table. Furniture additions were the old couch, which is literally on its last legs, and a TV (yay!). We've mucked around with a cable splitter and some wires, and now you can watch TV in the living room or the den. Only downside of this is that you can only watch one channel at a time (meaning both TVs will display the same channel at the same time, regardless of where they are independently tuned...) But that's life, huh?

Anyway, had home-brewed coffee for the first time in two weeks =^) Thank the Elders...

Uh, yeah. Seeing as I'm coming down with a headache and you're probably bored to death reading this, let's call it a night, shall we? ;^)

See you on the other side, peeps :^)

*Jheti*