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This week did not defeat me
Dec. 11th, 2009 07:22 pmThough there's still tomorrow, and this week has fangs.
It's been pretty miserable. Lots of hits to the ego, unexpected ones and wow, they killed me. So I had a good mope on Weds (and I was rewarded with another ego-smackdown). Thursday and Friday, I went on a good deed spree. Delivering food to homebound seniors means lots of sulking time for reflecting in the car while listening to cheesy music.
No grand goals or newfound joy came from the reflecting, but I've sort of made my peace with the problems. Well, not super at peace because I feel like I'm resigning myself to something less than what I want. But, right now less-than-what-I-want is all I got so I have to figure out how to make it work for the short term. I'm disappointed, but I'll move on.
In happier news, I bought a wee Christmas tree. Moe has to go into the office this weekend, so I'm looking forward to moresulking time for reflecting with the lights off, the tree lit up, cheesy christmas songs, a cup of tea and maybe, a pumpkin cookie or two.
It's been pretty miserable. Lots of hits to the ego, unexpected ones and wow, they killed me. So I had a good mope on Weds (and I was rewarded with another ego-smackdown). Thursday and Friday, I went on a good deed spree. Delivering food to homebound seniors means lots of
No grand goals or newfound joy came from the reflecting, but I've sort of made my peace with the problems. Well, not super at peace because I feel like I'm resigning myself to something less than what I want. But, right now less-than-what-I-want is all I got so I have to figure out how to make it work for the short term. I'm disappointed, but I'll move on.
In happier news, I bought a wee Christmas tree. Moe has to go into the office this weekend, so I'm looking forward to more
Ode to Randall Orton
Sep. 1st, 2009 05:57 pmOh young Randall, how I have dismissed you all these years. Bagshitter! Butterface!
You divine lithe creature, you've evolved into a luscious villain. *licks and licks* First, the stalking on your injured prey in various rings. Then, the slapping. Oh the slapping was glorious. Too soon you outgrew it. It no longer satisfied.
Surely as your body fat percentage slipped, so did your morals. Only kicking old dudes would do. Bully! Predator! You claim compulsion, yet you know compulsion is weak and easy storytelling. Too passive. Too forgivable.
Last night, *sigh* last night. Your villainous brilliance was not from RKO-ing an old man who had just helped you, it was from staring down his son afterward. Not only do you cause harm for sheer, delicious pettiness, you use your victims' words as your justification. You've discovered the delights of mental trauma.
You divine lithe creature, you've evolved into a luscious villain. *licks and licks* First, the stalking on your injured prey in various rings. Then, the slapping. Oh the slapping was glorious. Too soon you outgrew it. It no longer satisfied.
Surely as your body fat percentage slipped, so did your morals. Only kicking old dudes would do. Bully! Predator! You claim compulsion, yet you know compulsion is weak and easy storytelling. Too passive. Too forgivable.
Last night, *sigh* last night. Your villainous brilliance was not from RKO-ing an old man who had just helped you, it was from staring down his son afterward. Not only do you cause harm for sheer, delicious pettiness, you use your victims' words as your justification. You've discovered the delights of mental trauma.
