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Out Of Touch

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So, shocking news for us, when watching Season 4 Part 2 of Supernatural a few weeks ago, we learned that Kim Manners passed away in January. January! I was rather shocked at this news, the man has been responsible for so many popular tv shows... Most known probably being The X-Files.
That guy was responsible for many of my hours lost in a truly enjoyable show... Tv just won't be the same.

I know I'm a little behind in the world of tv - My regular readers know that wait for whatever we watch to come out on DVD before we see it.
Today, Season 4 of My Name Is Earl finally drops through the door, and we're three discs in before I realise that "The Final Season" is printed everywhere, all over the box and all the discs. The bastards have cancelled it!

So many interesting shows have been cancelled in the last few years...
Pushing Daisies, a charmingly delightful black comedy that only made it 2 seasons, Dead Like Me, another really intriguing 2 season show cut short (there is a film I've yet to see) and Arrested Development, the offbeat, irreverent comedy I've fallen in love with made it to season 3 before being axed (thankfully they were notified and were able to finish it - and there's also a film due for this) to name but a few.

Yet, stupid reality shows full of barely talented morons and sob stories are going season after season.

I'm out of touch with the media, news-wise. Perhaps even in taste? Or is that the network executives? Or just the general population..?

Tictac

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(Bad quality due to stupid phone camera + too lazy to use digital camera)
You guys know what Tictacs are, right?

Remember when the container was pocket sized?
Well...

Now they've super-sized them.

Acceptance

Warning: the following post was written very late one night. I'm not sure I made my point nearly articulately or eloquently enough. Or even made my point. This is most likely a ponderous ramble... So don't bitch if I'm not making much sense, or if you find the subject to be rather too serious. p: .

We're all going to die. Accept this. It is an inevitability. People get sick, the sun shines, the rain pours, bad things happen, good things happen, people are different, night will fall, birds will sing, people fall in and out of love... Accept it. The world still turns.

We've all got to accept things in our lives we don't particularly like. Dozens of things each day, big or small - they're happening, and that's that. Nobody said you had to enjoy it. Most people could easily roll off a long list of negative things in their lives they put up with, because they've learned to accept them.

In my opinion, they have not learned to accept these things. Not truly.

An example:
We live in a block of flats located in the city. Some of our neighbours are people I really would like to live without - namely the people situated in the flat above ours. They deal and abuse drugs. They can be very noisy. Their fire alarm goes off at least once daily.
The last two days in a row one of the girls has been really fucking rude to Mik and myself, simply because we were leaving the premises a few seconds before she was to enter - which would cause a stop in her steps if she were to actually let us out the door, seeing as we were the ones to reach it and open it first, except she barges through us before we can get out, swearing under her breath like she owns the place.

I have come to accept these things to a degree, because I live with it. I take no action. I know my annoyance is petty. The fire alarm has become a joke between Mik and I, but I still notice it. I still complain to nobody in particular about something I shouldn't even fluster myself about. If I totally accepted these things, I wouldn't even notice them.

Basically, if you bitch about something, then you haven't entirely accepted it. There are things about everyone that annoy me - but of course we love each other in spite of the little things that niggle. Sometimes one's quirks are annoying to one person and an endearing quality to another. Like the fact that my head always tilts left when I'm concentrating on something with my eyes - some people I know find it an annoying quirk, others seem to think it's adorable.

Complete acceptance. I think it's a myth. If I have it, I wouldn't know - because I wouldn't even be thinking about it if I had truly accepted it. That's my opinion.

Rare is the man accepted by others.
I challenge you to find he who accepts himself in utter entirety.

Either way...
The world still turns.
My world is not black and white, nor is it grey. It's a symphony of colour, bright and blinding at one time, so dark I feel I cannot find the way out another. My world is growth toward maturity, intelligence and acceptance... Laughter, love, anger and tears.

What's yours?

Statue

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I took some photos of a statue the other day:

"Where was this?" I hear you say.
"Did you go to New York?" the perceptively-challenged might ask.
"Was it a New York-Themed amusement park or diner?"
Well, it wouldn't look out of place in a cheap theme park or tacky diner, would it?

It was none of these.
Nor a gift from the French.



Yes, in the city of Leicester, England, we now have a 20-foot-high (at most, including the plinth it's on) shoddy, almost cartoon replica of the Statue Of Liberty. And it looks suspiciously like polystyrene.

"So, what's the deal? It's gotta have some connection to the real article, right? Otherwise what's the point?"
Well, dear readers, the placard upon the craptue says something about commemorating aquaducts.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but haven't aquaducts been around since Ancient Roman times? This statue is NEW! And where'd they put it? On a roundabout in the middle of the sodding road in a part of the city not well travelled.

So, there you have it. For some reason they thought it'd be a good idea to make my part of the city look like a shitty amusement park sign.
What's the correlation between any of these?
The French, New York, The Statue Of Liberty, Aquaducts.

"We don't get it, Kimmie!"
Neither do I.

So, behold the Craptue Of Leicester City and weep with shame.

That Which We Do Not Know

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I look around me, and all I see is pain.

People desperately compare themselves to one another, trying to prove they're better looking, more powerful, that they have a better life, that they've had more hard knocks than everyone else.

I have noticed this ever since I was a small child, and I have never understood it at all. People are different, and they will always be so.

What one may find attractive, another finds repulsive. This is evident enough. Most people realise this, whether they believe it themselves or not.

But the life comparison has befuddled me since I was intelligent enough to think about it seriously.

As a child, and now, still, I was told by people that I've "had such a hard life." I never have, and never will agree with this point of view.

When my mother left my father, she secretly put me in a care home. Big deal - my father's parents fetched me within a week and I was hastily adopted by my loving grandparents. There was a lot of todo in our household. My grandfather got very mentally ill and hurt my gran very much. After my uncle moved out of home, it was just myself and gran.

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More Boring Life Crap

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I write this not to entertain, but to post something I don't need to put loads of effort into :lol: .

Christmas Update -
Savings plan finalised, presents and food budgeted, purchases firmly scheduled.
This book for my dad is going to be ordered tomorrow (all things permitting, I gotta ask a favour of someone.)
Did some window shopping... Figured out exactly what to get my Ex-Stepmother, my stepmother and my littlest sibling.
Teamed funds with my father so we can both chip in for a particular new phone for my second littlest sister, (me paying but a small fraction, and I'll make sure she knows it.)

Social Life (or lack thereof) Update -
Tomorrow I visit my Gran for the day, teach her how to make lemon muffins, and we gotta do an insane expensive food shop to restock the freezer. I was supposed to get my rowing machine, it's been pushed to next year.

Personal Update -
I'm cranky, depressed, broken up with pockets of manic emotion. I'm also worried about Christmas. Mostly money. And I'm bothered about my birthday - people tend to not bother with me because, excuse me, I was born at an inconvenient date. NO MORE "you can have this present as both your Christmas and your birthday present in one" crap! You don't have to spend more money on a seperate birthday gift like you will for everyone else, just give me the same value everyone else gets just for their Christmas and use it to buy me something I can halve so I have something to open on my birthday. Please? At least remember the card.

Birthday Update -
No plans, thank you. I'm either gonna spend the day in pyjamas, hiding under the cover, or I'm gonna booze my ass off until I can't feel feelings anymore, or I'm gonna spend the day shopping and doing fun stuff with Mik. NO PARTIES! NO! And I wanna birthday cake. A Spongebob one! I WANNA SPONGEBOB BIRTHDAY!!!

Bloggy stuff Update -
I'm gonna have someone to introduce soon (no I'm not pregnant, go to hell) and I got a dudey freebie on its way to me because I'm a chosen one.

NOW PISS OFF!
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Stole this from Moe, who stole it from Kerst, who stole it from Ripp, blah blah blah...

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Wrath
Who did you last get angry with?

Mik.

What is your weapon of choice?

Knuckledusters seem good to me.

Would you hit a member of the opposite sex?

Yep.

How about the same sex?

Sure.

Who was the last person who got really angry at you?

Mik.

What is your pet peeve?

Just a peeve? I don't suffer fools at all, never mind gladly.

Do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily?

A little of both. Depends on the exact situation.


Sloth
What is one thing you're suppose to do daily that you haven't?

I've been a little lax with my yoga lately.

What is the latest you've ever woken up?

Probably about 10pm.

Name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't?

So many, actually. I just keep forgetting or can't think of what to say.

What is the last lame excuse that you made?

Can't remember. I make a lot when I don't know how to leave a conversation.

Have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through?

No, they bore me.

How many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock this morning?

None, my internal alarm clock got me up.


Gluttony
What is your overpriced yuppie beverage of choice?

I don't really have one.

Are you a meat eater?

Not particularly. I eat small amounts of chicken, sometimes I'll eat red meat but very occasionally.

What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting/outing/event?

Um, that'd be about 4 litres of Vodka on Christmas Eve, 2002. Not going into an explanation.

Are you comfortable with your drinking and eating habits?

Yes and no.

Do you enjoy candy and sweets?

Sometimes.

Which do you prefer: sweets, salty foods or spicy foods?

What kind of a question is this? Variety is the spice of life, you know. Sometimes I'm in the mood for one thing, sometimes another.

Have you ever looked at a small house pet or child and thought, "lunch"?

No.


Greed
How many credit cards do you own?

None. I know I'm too irresponsible.

If you had a million dollars, what would you do with it?

First I'd help out my family. Then I'd set up mine and Mik's future financially.

Would you rather be rich or famous?

Rich. I don't like the limelight.

Would you accept a boring job if it meant that you would make megabucks?

Definately not. There's more to life than money.


Pride
What's one thing that you have done that you're most proud of?

Overcoming the nervous breakdown I had three years ago.

What's one thing you have done that your parents are most proud of?

I think it's the same thing. I know they're proud of my efforts and my morals.

What thing would you like to accomplish late in your life?

I don't really have any goals. I know - I'm gonna be a scary mad old lady that talks to shopping items.

Do you get annoyed by coming in second place?

Not at all.

Have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors?

Not to my recollection, no.

Have you ever cheated to get a better score?

Nope.

What did you do today that you're proud of?

Nothing. Well, maybe I'm a little proud of something but I'm not gonna share.


Lust
How many people have you seen naked (not counting movies, family, strippers, locker rooms)?

Er, two. LOL.

Have you ever caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of a person of your opposite sex during a normal conversation?

No.

What is your favorite body part of a person of your gender choice?

Eyes. Yeah, definately the eyes.

Have you ever been propositioned by a prostitute?

No!


Envy
What item of your friends would you most want to have for your own?

I don't really do the "covet" thing much... But, I do want Mart's new phone...

Who would you want to go on "Trading Spaces" with?

Piss off.

If you could be anyone who existed in the world, who would you be?

*shrugs*

Have you ever been cheated on?

Yep.

Have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own?

Pick a body part.

What inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself?
Patience, self-esteem, bravery, blah blah blah...

Late Night Ponderings...

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Why do so many people bury their dead in the "best" clothes belonging to the deceased? I don't find the dignity reasoning to be very sound. I mean, if I die before I get old, I'm not gonna want to be buried in dress clothes. Uncomfortable, uncharacteristic frou-frou crap. Hell no! I wanna be buried in my favourite clothes - My big Metallica tee and probably, my Spongebob pyjama bottoms p: , complete with Spongebob slippers. At least it's a bit more satisfying for those people who wish to think of death as a long, eternal sleep - I'll be dressed for the occasion :rolleyes: .

And they can touch up my hair while they're at it, if they're gonna make me into their dead Barbie for a few minutes.

Seriously, back to the formal attire. Do people think there's a sign on the pearly gates:

No shirt,
No shoes,
= NO SALVATION!

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Perhaps it's just tradition. But since when has tradition been sensible? The British Monarchy - Figurehead, nothing more. Point? We're too pathetic to live without it.
The white wedding dress - Why would I dress in white, just because it's tradition? I hate white. Purple or black for me, I don't care what people think. The most important day of my life is not going to be spent with me feeling totally uncomfortable with myself and completely out of character the entire time.

*makes "blah blah" motion with hand*

When my time comes... Just don't make me into a doll. And bury me in a biodegradable coffin. Okay?
rip .

:sst: By the way, the first of my museum posts will arrive here soon. When I can be bothered to transfer the photos from my PC to my phone to upload.