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Jul. 25th, 2009 01:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
commotiocordisCombination of Delicious tags I never expected to use? Femslash + Owen/Tosh. LOLOL. I'm totally digging genderswap!Owen.
I wish there was some way I could broadcast to the internets "Hay, ad guys? I already get Netflix, so you can stop making ads for it pop up in other windows I don't notice until they've been draining my resources and slowing down my webaging for ages. Especially when you come from legitimate news type sites. Then it's really annoying. Kthxbai."
"Ted is like the angle opposite the hypotenuse. He's always right."
I love Better Off Ted. I'm kind of in love with Veronica/Linda. I don't even think it's just Portia, but there's something so easily slashable about them. How Veronica's always not jealous of Ted and Linda's UST because "that would imply that she wants something she can't have". Meaning that she either knows she could haveTed Linda whenever she wants, or already, you know, has her whenever she wants. And Linda's random comforting hug, and later her inability to define her and Veronica's relationship to Veronica's father, it works.
In other news. Brother keeps causing fights because he doesn't take his meds and then steals whatever laptop is lying around and stays up all night being loud right above me. I threaten to tell, because even though before I wouldn't, when his loudness and burning of incense/candles into the vent that carries down into my room give me migraines, this is going to stop. Parents don't seem to care, because now it's me he's raging at and not them, as usual when I'm not here. It's like they want me to take over and be the mom because they step back and just let it happen, and then even though he's doing the exact same thing he does to them, they make it some sibling fight thing and blame it on me. Since I'm the one his antics bother most/first, they don't care.
More of me being an ungrateful bitch. Birthday kinda sucked. I mean, I guess it's sort of once you're an adult, you don't get stuff from your parents anymore, but since I don't really have bunches of friends or birthday parties or go out on the town or anything, it was severely anti-climactic. I always tell them that I'd rather just have money than presents unless I've been very specific about what I wanted, but I think they took that as an excuse to just give me virtually nothing. Kay, I got an ice cream maker machine that I'd been asking for, but it turns out that it was the wrong type (I wanted the kind you just plugged in and didn't have to freeze, since there's never room in the freezer so I've got no chance of being able to use it at home), so it's nobody's fault that I'm not as happy about that one as I could be. I think it was just the fact that they had the nerve to give me another copy of one of the DVD seasons (West Wing season 2) that Tyler lost/stole/destroyed/whatever (I will never forgive him for that. It was two giant cases: all of West Wing, all of Xena, all of Deep Space Nine, all of Enterprise, two seasons of ER, and probably several others that I'm not remembering. He still claims he's never had any of them, but every time somebody cleans his room, we find various loose disks, usually scratched beyond repair, from out of them. And still keeps on claiming, because he's an idiot like that).
Seriously? I sort of think that that's just something Tyler should have to buy himself and give me. First of all, I saw it on sale and Kaci told me not to buy it--it cost $6. We're not talking high dollar replacement, seeing as how that's like $15 less than what I shelled out in the first place. Idk, I feel like I'm not allowed to feel this way because it's not really like they were under any kind of obligation beyond. . . fairness to get me anything, but when Kaci gets a bunch of stuff on her actual birthday (I'll have to ask her exactly what, as I don't remember, but I know it was, you know, completely sufficient in value for birthday gifts by itself) plus the promise to go buy some brand new book a few days later when it comes out and that book alone cost more than the entire value of everything I got, it's kinda. . . disappointing.
I try to figure it as I'm technically an adult, suppose, and she's 6 years younger, but it doesn't really help. We were poor when I was her age, so I never got anything near this shit that those two get every day, just for nothing. Everybody always figures it's the oldest that gets special treatment or whatnot, but when you've got a special-needs baby born just two years after you, the attention dies pretty damn quick, and I don't think I've ever gotten over that. If I were, idk, 3 years old I could totally see myself becoming one of those kids that acts out for attention (I think the only reason I wasn't is that I've always desperately wanted people to like me too much), because the only time I get two glances from my parents is when they're telling me what a horrible person I am.
So with dentist and endocrinologist appointment fail (I tried to set one, they called and just gave me a different number to call the office, and I've been sleeping so wackily that I haven't been awake during open office hours since) and continuous self-confidence decimating (as if I had enough of that to spread around in the first place) unexplainable weight gain (I think the last 7 pounds split evenly between my stomach and breasts, the latter of which I appreciate, but would give up in an instant if it meant I'd lose the former) and the arrival of my grandmother's birthday card with pictures from the last couple of years where I didn't look like a whale to rub it in, and the fact that school is coming up and I've been more miserable than I'd like to admit lately and so can't really picture myself handling another semester very well at the moment but don't really have any other option, things kinda suck.
/whinging
I wish there was some way I could broadcast to the internets "Hay, ad guys? I already get Netflix, so you can stop making ads for it pop up in other windows I don't notice until they've been draining my resources and slowing down my webaging for ages. Especially when you come from legitimate news type sites. Then it's really annoying. Kthxbai."
"Ted is like the angle opposite the hypotenuse. He's always right."
I love Better Off Ted. I'm kind of in love with Veronica/Linda. I don't even think it's just Portia, but there's something so easily slashable about them. How Veronica's always not jealous of Ted and Linda's UST because "that would imply that she wants something she can't have". Meaning that she either knows she could have
In other news. Brother keeps causing fights because he doesn't take his meds and then steals whatever laptop is lying around and stays up all night being loud right above me. I threaten to tell, because even though before I wouldn't, when his loudness and burning of incense/candles into the vent that carries down into my room give me migraines, this is going to stop. Parents don't seem to care, because now it's me he's raging at and not them, as usual when I'm not here. It's like they want me to take over and be the mom because they step back and just let it happen, and then even though he's doing the exact same thing he does to them, they make it some sibling fight thing and blame it on me. Since I'm the one his antics bother most/first, they don't care.
More of me being an ungrateful bitch. Birthday kinda sucked. I mean, I guess it's sort of once you're an adult, you don't get stuff from your parents anymore, but since I don't really have bunches of friends or birthday parties or go out on the town or anything, it was severely anti-climactic. I always tell them that I'd rather just have money than presents unless I've been very specific about what I wanted, but I think they took that as an excuse to just give me virtually nothing. Kay, I got an ice cream maker machine that I'd been asking for, but it turns out that it was the wrong type (I wanted the kind you just plugged in and didn't have to freeze, since there's never room in the freezer so I've got no chance of being able to use it at home), so it's nobody's fault that I'm not as happy about that one as I could be. I think it was just the fact that they had the nerve to give me another copy of one of the DVD seasons (West Wing season 2) that Tyler lost/stole/destroyed/whatever (I will never forgive him for that. It was two giant cases: all of West Wing, all of Xena, all of Deep Space Nine, all of Enterprise, two seasons of ER, and probably several others that I'm not remembering. He still claims he's never had any of them, but every time somebody cleans his room, we find various loose disks, usually scratched beyond repair, from out of them. And still keeps on claiming, because he's an idiot like that).
Seriously? I sort of think that that's just something Tyler should have to buy himself and give me. First of all, I saw it on sale and Kaci told me not to buy it--it cost $6. We're not talking high dollar replacement, seeing as how that's like $15 less than what I shelled out in the first place. Idk, I feel like I'm not allowed to feel this way because it's not really like they were under any kind of obligation beyond. . . fairness to get me anything, but when Kaci gets a bunch of stuff on her actual birthday (I'll have to ask her exactly what, as I don't remember, but I know it was, you know, completely sufficient in value for birthday gifts by itself) plus the promise to go buy some brand new book a few days later when it comes out and that book alone cost more than the entire value of everything I got, it's kinda. . . disappointing.
I try to figure it as I'm technically an adult, suppose, and she's 6 years younger, but it doesn't really help. We were poor when I was her age, so I never got anything near this shit that those two get every day, just for nothing. Everybody always figures it's the oldest that gets special treatment or whatnot, but when you've got a special-needs baby born just two years after you, the attention dies pretty damn quick, and I don't think I've ever gotten over that. If I were, idk, 3 years old I could totally see myself becoming one of those kids that acts out for attention (I think the only reason I wasn't is that I've always desperately wanted people to like me too much), because the only time I get two glances from my parents is when they're telling me what a horrible person I am.
So with dentist and endocrinologist appointment fail (I tried to set one, they called and just gave me a different number to call the office, and I've been sleeping so wackily that I haven't been awake during open office hours since) and continuous self-confidence decimating (as if I had enough of that to spread around in the first place) unexplainable weight gain (I think the last 7 pounds split evenly between my stomach and breasts, the latter of which I appreciate, but would give up in an instant if it meant I'd lose the former) and the arrival of my grandmother's birthday card with pictures from the last couple of years where I didn't look like a whale to rub it in, and the fact that school is coming up and I've been more miserable than I'd like to admit lately and so can't really picture myself handling another semester very well at the moment but don't really have any other option, things kinda suck.
/whinging
