Problematic

So let me tell you a little bit about my problem with feminism. I feel like I should throw this out there just to get the eye-rolling out of the way and as a qualifier for the rest of my post- I do not identify as a feminist. I don't know if I have addressed this earlier in the blog but I have a hard time identifying with anything. I think it's kind of a weird archaic idea to ask people to pick these things they believe they are and should behave as and use those identifiers to pigeon-hole them. I do believe in equality but I am really more of a misandrist, if you forced me to pick a concept, because my favorite way to pick up guys is through insulting them. Negging works and it's terrible and humanity should do better (I should do better) but I probably won't stop because it's fun and efficient. It also sets a good precedent for the relationship because they can never say I ever pretended that I am not intentionally off-putting and prone to cutting into people. S...

I was recently tasked with talking about things I like for five posts. I really thought I typically talked about things I like, but I try not to read back through this stuff after posting it, so I really don't know. Never go back, kids, any backward momentum is death. I had also been considering for some time that I think the best/worst thing about being "clinically depressed" is that I feel like an over-all happy and well adjusted human being in the moments I'm not curled in a ball sobbing and pulling out my hair. It's fun. Life is good. This will all be immensely entertaining on film, I'm sure. But anyway, back to the main topic. My roommate/current-boyfriend/only subscriber has taken to giving me notes after he sees that I have written something new. They are typically along the lines of "why are you doing so many things that you dislike?" which kind of overlooks the idea that writing is one of the things I enjoy the most, but I've let tha...

I have started watching Crazy Ex-Girlfriend . I am currently watching it, actually, and I am torn. My impulse is to hate it, but my impulse was also to hate Selfie  and that turned out to be a wonderful show. I feel like this show might suffer from the same problem of having just a terrible title. For reference, this happened on Selfie  and it was beautiful: If you weren't moved by that performance on it's own you have no heart. If you watched the show you'll immediately remember the journey that brought Eliza to this point- the show was actually kind of empowering. Karen Gillan and John Cho did a great job of building up their relationship and the script allowed them to shape each other rather than have Henry (Cho) steamroll her personality into a functioning human-being. I'm going to have to buy the series at some point- note to self. The finale was perfect because Eliza (Gillan) finally realized what she wanted in life and was able to overcome some huge crazy-gi...

Are you happy? I feel as though I am being packed away. There is a growing sense of separation. It is becoming tangible, like a curtain, like several curtains that I was faintly aware always existed but felt could not hold us apart. Now I understand I have been clawing at something that was never within my reach. I should stop attempting to be so needlessly poetic. Am I hurting others? Probably. Am I hurting myself? Assuredly. Do I know how to stop? No. All I understand is this box and the perception of a widening distance. Would widening even be the correct term? This must be my own doing. Though it might be reactionary the way that I react is optional. I'm happy. My best friends have an affinity for dressing like David Bowie. It is almost Halloween time and I am incredibly excited about going costume shopping. I have so many great ideas, but the one I am planning for is Myrtle Snow because Frances Conroy totally killed it ( literally ). I also want to go as Imperator Fu...

Now is the time!! I have watched all the new fall premieres (not including CBS, because fuck them) so you don't have to! (Unless you want to watch something on CBS, in which case you're not really my demographic anyway.) Minority Report- Following the success of the winning combination of "attractive black female teaming up with awkward white guy" that has carried Sleepy Hallow through two seasons, Fox brings you Minority Report ! Milo Ventimiglia adds some cheeky, if perhaps over-confident, charm to the cast and the show would be better served by using him more. It's not a terrible show, but I suspect it will be hard to keep afloat. Stark Sands isn't compelling enough as a tortured do-gooder to maintain interest in what motivates him. His bumbling is pretty annoying, too. Meagan Good toes the line between star and prop as her body (which is kept impressively tight) is pretty predominantly featured. The show is incredibly visually appealing, though it migh...

It's finally the weekend!! Alas, my exhaustion never rests. Every day is some form of work. Chores are a terrible mire in my existence that I try to avoid but am condemned to wade into eventually. I haven't shaved my legs in about a week and I have no clean leggings to hide my shame in. I am not quite sure what clothes are clean, to be honest. My morning has been filled with resentment toward the artists I know that are not as constantly unkempt and disheveled as I. As I. I try to excuse myself with reminders that I work and go to school full time, but I know there are human beings that manage to maintain their illusion of being responsible adults while juggling these activities. I should start working out as well. I am beginning to feel more myself on the inside than on the outside. It is a small relief to be feeling more myself at all, I suppose. But I need to work out. My only concern is that I have built up so much momentum and any small goal I add could be the thing that...