107 Days

Shit I Need to Get Done Today

• Torture and Agony: The Sequel (go to the dentist. Again).
• Stop by Charles Shwab bank and get them to give me mah monay.
• Finish packing for Hawaii.
• Pack as much as humanly possible for Boston.
• Find two more candidates for my LA Archetype and interview them.
• Clean my room/the area around the computer.
• Finish watching Modern Family.
• Call the Christie Fusco and figure my Boston shit out with her.
• Write something angry starting with my feelings on Love, Actually and then expanding to romance in general and how it’s handled in movies/books/TV etc.
• Lunch and shopping with Shannon Adelman. Punch self in stomach repeatedly if I even try to buy anything.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

MAILED.

Look at me, being a good OL leader and sending all of my letters at the last minute with no decoration whatsoever because I am not artistically talented in the slightest. I wrote a lot, okay? I’M NOT GOING TO SCHOOL TO MAKE THINGS LOOK PRETTY.

Just started season two, and holy crap, I forgot how strong an opener How Long is Forever? was and continues to be.

Seriously, I’ve never really understood Starfire haters. I mean, they were mostly emo thirteen year old girls who thought smiles were for losers and no puppy should go unkicked, but how can you not find her optimism anything short of positively infectious? More than any other episode (although there are many examples throughout the series), How Long is Forever really convinces you that Starfire is the heart and soul of the team, the love and affection that reminds the others how much they really need each other to survive. Cyborg’s a close second, but there’s no replacing her. Seriously, I almost cried just watching this episode.

There’s a quote that floats around the DC universe every once in a while: “The Justice Society teaches you to be a hero. The Titans teach you how to be a family. The League? The League teaches you how to fight.” (Ollie Queen/Green Arrow). And I love this quote, because it’s the perfect summation of each of these denominations of hero. Where the Titans were once “sidekick club”, it slowly found its footing in “support group” for kids who sometimes just didn’t know what they were getting into and needed some love. That’s why I adore the “The Titans” run so much slash why I’m trying to collect every issue (there are fifty of them, I’m short eighteen or so) of that particular incarnation. It was a bunch of people who really knew each other working out a lot of issues they had with the help of their closest friends while also fighting crime and being awesome. And I think that’s what I love so much about the Titans as a whole. No matter how awesome they were, or how big the villains, at the end of the day it always came down to personal relationships, which was refreshing when so many other comics focused intensely on missions over the individuals.

So basically, this episode was awesome and I’m really looking forward to reliving every single one of the episodes ahead of me, especially since the second season is when the show really nails down what works and what doesn’t (in particular, Raven’s dialogue gets less “cryptic emo one liners” and more “complicated and deep but relatable”). God, there’s a reason Teen Titans will always be my favorite.

Also, Nightwing. Nothing more needs to be said after motherfucking Nightwing.

DONE.

Y’know, I really liked this series. It was funny, had some great moments, stuck to its guns when it came to the weird stuff, and I’ll definitely be rewatching it some day because I’m sure there was a lot I missed with writing as clever as that. But I didn’t love it. Nothing in particular about this show grabbed me by the balls and refused to let go until I’d gone five days without sleeping to power through every episode. Which I’m sad about, because so many people love it so much. Ultimately, however, if this show was still running, it would definitely be the type I’d watch on hulu when I was caught up on all my other shows and had no desire whatsoever to do my Ethics paper.

Still, good run. I’ll definitely be returning to this one, but probably never more than once.

So this is what I did to take the mind off the fact that my thighs felt like they were on fire while I was at the gym today.

I left my iPod earbuds in Shannon’s car last night so I figured I’d just, y’know, see if I could play it as I elliptical’d. And I could! I’m talented with one hand like that (…). So I think this is gonna become a regular thing (Pokemans and the elliptical, and I’ll probably throw the iPod in there for good measure once I get my earbuds back) because I need to grind my team at the Elite Four at least a few more times before I feel like I’ve used them to the fullest.

IT’S LIKE MY POKEMANS AND I ARE TRAINING TOGETHER!

Oh my God, I need to stop.

Seriously though, I’m making a goddamn commitment with this whole gym thing. Every day I have an hour to spare, I’m doing this shit.

The only (ONLY) saving grace of having an incompetent boss is that very rarely is it difficult to justify any given mistake you made with, “It’s okay, my boss does worse/more idiotic things than this with much greater frequency.”

Perks of working in a restaurant: people you work with are always giving you food to eat. Whether it’s because you have access to more miso soup than you could ever possibly ask for (and I like to pile in the seaweed and tofu), or someone made more mango slush than can fit in a cup, or a manager made a new drink/food they’re trying out and want your opinion on the taste, you almost never go a full shift without eating at least one morsel of food for free.

And even when your boss gives you a drink you actually really don’t like that much (Caramel Milk Tea? Seriously, are we trying to give these people diabetes in a to-go cup?), he lets you add boba to it for free even when you offer to pay fifty cents for it, and all is well. Nommmm.

Not brilliant (then again, my current standards are Toy Story 3 and How To Train Your Dragon), but cute and charming and certainly a solid movie. Besides, Jason Segal and Russel Brand are voice acting. How could you not want to go?

I’ve had a gym membership for over two months now and I haven’t used it once.

I’m off to change this. Right now.

The Mentalist: DONE.

And can I just say that, although the rest of this show is actually pretty mediocre (especially how they handled Van Pelt and Rigsby. I’m seriously going to do a long winded romance-related tumblr post soon, in regards to TV and crappy teen girl books and how relationships are dealt with, or rather, butchered), the Red John episodes are absolutely stellar and absolutely fucking terrifying.

I hate people who look perpetually pissed off, no matter what.

Like, I just gave you a goddamn glass of water on a 95° day, and I don’t even get a smile, or a nod, or a thank you? I don’t care if your day was bad or not, you can go fuck yourself. I hope you dehydrate and pass out.

Seriously, I would’ve taken any kind of acknowledgment that wasn’t a fucking glare. And then she slaps at the table to get my attention? Yeah, get yourself a glass of water next time, you bitch.

And then I got called into work at the last minute.

I’m torn between really wanting to make money and really hating people and therefor not wishing to work. It’s kind of a constant struggle.

DONE.

Yeah, I just built this. No big deal or anything.

(ohmygodbiggeststruggleofmyLIFE)

The internet is good for so many things, like planning out metro routes and telling you how to not blow through a tank of gas in a week in a car that gets horrible mileage.