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not with a bang but a whimper.
2014-08-08 @ 11:28 a.m.


so like, as you may or may not know, pretty much everything i do, with the exception of cooking, requires me to be sitting still. it kind of sucks. my hobbies are stationary kinds of things for the most part, the handmade stuff i sell requires me to be sitting in a chair for HOURS to make it, the work i do is all on the computer. i'm taking some classes online. the subject matter is impossible to learn via podcast. so, i'm sitting down all day.

as a result of this, i watch a LOT of tv, i watch a LOT of movies, and listen to a LOOOOOT of pandora.

so for the past couple of weeks, i've been watching dexter. i'm on the last 2 episodes. and i'm not going to spoil you or anything if you've never watched it, but for fuck's sake with the last few seasons! and now that i'm on these last couple of episodes, i'm just like ughhhh, when are you going to end!? when i was watching breaking bad (which by the way is the new gold standard in exciting tv series for me), every episode that i advanced thru made me really sad that i was that much closer to the end. and when i was on the second to last episode, i felt genuine sadness that this was going to be our last time together. but fucking dexter? how did they let the writing get so bad? how did they let the storyline become so trite?

when i first started telling boy about it, i was at the end of season 1 and i was like listen man, you might want to watch dexter! it's pretty fucking exciting! and then like, season 3, i was like awww yissss! but then seasons 6 through 8 happened to me, and at this point i don't even care anymore. cooommmeeeeee ooooooonnnnn. and really, we're going for the old mental hospital trope? i just thought we were so much better than that, is all.

so anyway, that's all i had to say because it's been annoying me so much. at this point i'm only finishing it out of obligation, because i'm not one to just abandon things unless they're absolutely unbearable.

just to end on a high note, my hair has been fantastic lately.