Sometime he can be very loving and considerate, like making me food, etc.. But he is often really really inconsiderate and rude. He probably the messiest person I know- I don't even want to tell you the things I've found on the floor, and if I tell him about a rule or ask him to do something, its like talking to a child. For example: "Do not eat in the bed" seems to be the hardest rule for him to understand. And today, he was playing GTA and Meredith was coming over so we could watch the new Supernatural before she went to work and asking him to stop playing GTA for 45 minutes was just about the worst thing I could ask him evidently.
Just now, (the reason I decided to post) we were making tempura. I normally never ever try to do any cooking related activities around him because he's very discouraging and is very vocal about how horrible a cook I am. I want to try so I dip in a little eggplant and its very gooey and I was laughing because it was clearly a disaster. He just said: "What a waste! Look at all the batter on your hands! Do you TRY to not do things right!?" He was completely serious too. I just didn't know what to say so I came into my room to write a good old post. (Writing it down makes it feel so much better.)
What bothers me the most is that even though he's completely sweet most of the time, the times that he's an ass and I call my mom to talk about it, she constantly thinks that either a) I'm being too dramatic or b) shouldn't expect him to be considerate, clean, etc because "straight guys don't understand why the dishes have to be washed and the shower scrubbed, when a perfectly good TV show is on or he's playing in excellent game of whatever" ... she goes on to talk about my dad saying "there's certain things he does do, so he does those, and I pick up the slack. In all honesty, we were suppose to be 50/50 with household chores, but the truth is is I do at least 75...maybe 90% of the chores."
I hate that anyone just accepts this sexist (toward both men and women) perspective. Partners are partners. It doesn't matter what their sex/gender is- if they are partners they are considerate, kind and don't expect the other person to pick up the slack. I've made it clear that as soon as he gets a job he has to start looking for his own apartment. I want to be with him, but I can't live with him. I refuse to clean up after him and argue about things like when I get to use my own goddamned tv and hear how horrible I am at cooking.
Phew, I feel better. I'm very grateful that he's here and I'm very happy he came back, but I just want us to be equal- I don't want to fight with him and argue constantly.
SPOILERS
In other news, I'd like to thank the following people for today:
- The popcorn girl who gave me a band aid
- Mario who also gave me a band aid
- The bus driver who helped me find Best Buy
- Meredith for going with me to Best Buy
- The row of unruly gentlemen behind us in the theatre (thank you for being quiet during the actual movie)
- Lastly, but not leastly: the Geek Squad guy at Best Buy who found a creative and sneaky way of fixing my problem for free in time tofinish up all my papers for this week!!
Many years ago during "Small Universe"
In Alaina's car trapped in the garage.
Alaina trying to get out of the parking structure.
Joel in Venice.
Joel in Venice 2
Meredith screaming "JUST GO" at Alaina trying to exit parking structure.
Meredith screaming: "RAM THEM!" at Alaina...
Meredith dancing and me filming her without her knowledge.
My signature move.
There are many many many more to come my chicklets.
Me:
Lucky
Insane
Excitable
Charismatic
Absent Minded
Dad:
Family oriented
Heavy sleeper
Natural cook
Handy
Flirty
Meredith:
Hates the outdoors
Good
Light sleeper
Clumsy
Bookworm
Now I just have to do Mom, Annie, Alysson, Joel, etc... Any suggestions? Here is the list of traits and what they mean. Also, people can't be conflicting. Like they can't be Good and Evil and they can't be both a light sleeper and a heavy sleeper, etc.
Reasons I Shouldn't Love Him
- his last name
- his fucking earing/nose ring
- he WOULD be on twitter
- this stupid jacket
- his horrible interviews ("True or false, did you choose that role because you got to wear an eye patch?")
- the way he kisses EVERYONE'S ass- its painful to watch
- his doughy, pasty face and his bad bad hair
- how he creepishly stares at people while he's interviewing them... like he wants to have sex with them or slow cook them
- how he interviews people for 35 minutes and doesn't edit (it would seem) the super boring responses... Strombo: You are not fucking James Lipton!!
"My cemetery is in Keepiscane [sp?]. It’s one of the prettiest in the world. Lovely trees, the sky is blue, the birds- the one in Las Copa [sp?] is really shit. What a pain in the ass you are. Its true- you’re not young and you’re not new and you do make people laugh. And me? I’m still with you because you make me laugh- so you know what I’ve got to do? I’ve got to sell my plot in Keepiscane so I can get one next to you in that shit hole Las Copa [sp?] So I never miss a laugh."
-Armand, The Birdcage
This was my favourite scene in the movie. I wish guys were allowed to kiss in movies back then.
Until a group started complaining that I wasn't doing enough "work"... Sigh. Here's the thing about group projects in university:
I have a group project for every class. 5 groups. Thats roughly 15 other people that I have to coordinate my life with. I do what I can do and I can't let one group get more attention than the others. It sucks but that's why group work is a bitch. Only this one group has complained that I don't participate enough (even though I devote more time to them than to anybody else.
Fuck this. I'm taking a break to make JELLO!
P.S. Tomorrow is the day Meredith and I are devoting to finishing our Umbanda project. UMBANDA DAAAAY!!
I want to say something right now because two more girls at the hostel (I'm at work) just bitched me out for not liking it again. I didn't say anything I wanted to because I didn't want to get into a silly argument. I pretty much just said I didn't like the writing or the characters and left it at that. Because I couldn't say what I wanted to say to them and I never have really said what I think I will say it now.
I felt that the movie (I haven't been able to get past the first chapter in the book) was a very blatant allegory about abstinence. I felt that it was all about denying ourselves what is natural: biologically and emotionally. The main character is an impossibly ostentatious teenage girl who is, as a literary element, hollow and idealistic. She falls for a creepy century old sparkly vampire who is constantly watching her and appearing at opportune times.
The chick desperately yearns to be literally bitten by the vampire but also wants his sex. He refuses because he doesn't want to "taint" her soul. Even though her "outrageous flavour" is like a pie on the proverbial windowsill he contains himself because he loves her.
What bothers me about this flick is that the male protagonist is solely responsible for making moral decisions and chicki-poo is seen as not capable of making such a decision of her own accord. Whenever she does make a decision, such as meeting antagonist!vamp, they are always the wrong choice- the immoral decision.
P.S. I couldn't not mention this factor. haha
"What's that at the end of my nose? Oh, the rest of the fucking world! ahahaha"
Check out the Globe and Mail article for a rundown of his ignorance.
Americans: Don't believe this. Its ignorant, its offensive, and it completely crosses the line.
EGBOK
"everything's gonna be ok"
Just remind yourself, EGBOK. Today, after picking soggy hairballs from the shower drain, today when I thought "Boy, your boyfriend is really doesn't give a damn about you", today when I ate Kraft Dinner and the dairy caused tummy unpleasantness: I stood up, wiped the tears from my eyes and said to myself... "Self, EGBOK."
If you are feeling super horrible, like I was earlier, just remember that EGBOK. EGBOK. EGBOK.
We all feel crappy, and worthless, and dejected, and sick, and alone, and lonely, and unloved, and ugly, and useless, and dead, and, to be quite general, like the lint that has been blown out the window, not even loved by the fuzzy sweater from whence it was birthed, squeezed into life by heat and swirly air fluff settings, only to be rejected.... We are worth more then that! Even though you don't feel like it, you are worth more than that. I promise you that there is at least one person that loves you so much that they'd hurl themselves in front of a train, leap from the Grand Canyon or drop into a ravine of stampeding wildebeast just for you.
You may be the first person who invents a spray that vapourizes dog poo! You could be that person! So whenever you feel like giving up, just remember... EGBOK! For your sake, and for the sake of poo-steppers everywhere.
Damnit!! Why did it have to be pushed back!? Why am I being tortured like this!? Why am I soo emotionally invested in a casual game??? I don't know. But I'm almost 100% sure Grant is not a Sims fan!
I want to do this with my cupboards of the future!!! How awesome and functional??
Via Apartment Therapy