SuicideMix: Updated!

So I don’t know if you know this, but I have been watching a British show called Doctor Who. It took me a while to get into it, and there are still some parts that are distracting for me (some of the effects are odd and seem sort of dated), but I *just* fell in love with it. It took until the end of season 2, but man, it is...amazing. The two-part season finale: amazing. It was very Amber Spyglass-esque, and in fact, it says that the episode was inspired by Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials. Also, this song happened:



a) it is minor

b) there’s a lady singing over a beat, which reminds me of my favorite part (music-wise) of LOTR: FOTR.

(HAHAHAHA there's someone who subtitled this video and then translated the lyrics. I love LOTR too, but come ON.)

c) the lady singing over a kind of rock-y beat reminds me of this song, which is pretty high up on my suicide mix.


OKAY so my suicidemix: isn’t actually a mix I will kill myself to, mostly because the song I would probably kill myself to (again, NOT going to do it), but if I did, it would be to The Day the World Went Away by Nine Inch Nails, and there is NO way I am actually committing suicide while listening to NIN. That would be too embarrassing.

Mama took too many pills...

Yesterday I went to a brunch party for a friend of a friend’s birthday. I was meeting new people (fabulous lesbians that made me feel like I was on an episode of the L word in the most fabulous way possible), getting my brunch drink on (prosecco with frozen berry ice cubes, yum) when all of a sudden I felt woozy and SO tired. I was wondering whether it was a side effect of the partying Aubrey and I had indulged in the night before, but then I remembered I had taken two not non-drowsy (aka DROWSY) benadryl that morning, and then had three drinks. I ended up taking a nap in their neighbor’s bed for two hours. Apparently I slept with my sunglasses on, which is very mama took too many vicodin, except in this case it’s benadryl.

I wish this was the first time I mixed booze and otc meds, but sadly, it has happened once before. When I was in college, my friend invited me to a house party, and even though I was still getting over a cold, I decided to go. I took some Robitussin before I went though, so I wouldn’t be gross and cough all over people. I actually read the label where it said “consult a physician if you will be drinking” or whatever, and I literally thought “eh i’m sure my doctor will be cool with it.” And so I drank like...a PINT AND A HALF of gin while pregaming (seriously, one of my drinks was in a pint glass and was 7/8 gin and 1/8 orange juice). Needless to say, I was really fucked up. I couldn’t walk on my own to the house party, and as soon as I got there, i went out on the back deck and started throwing up. I was...mortified. But anyway, you’d think I would have learned my lesson, but I guess not. Note to self: don’t mix booze with pills or cough syrups.

Sister wives. GROSS.

I watched this trailer for some new TLC show on Dlisted and it reminded me of a dream I had a while ago where I was one of the wives in a polygamous marriage, and for some reason I was totally fine with that. The man and the other wife were white. I don’t know who they were, but they were both kind of older than me. You know what it was like? It was as if Woody Allen had married Soon-yi in addition to being with Mia Farrow. In this sitch I was Soon-yi. (Asian and non-white, younger, etc.)

ANYWAY. So in my dream, I was super happy in the marriage until my husband and my sister wife (EW sorry, but it had to be done) decide to have a baby, and I said “Ooh, yay, we can have babies too!” My husband then said “oooh...yeahhhh...um, I thought you didn’t want to have babies?” and he seemed SO not into the idea of having kids with me that I went ballistic and said “You only want to have white babies. You’re a RACIST!” and broke up with him.

Conclusion: I am weird.

SOUL MATES!

**Caution: extreme emotional weeping may occur.**

Videos about how old people are in love are amazing, and never fail to make me weep openly. I cried in the middle of the day watching this:

Danny & Annie from StoryCorps on Vimeo.

That reaction barely compares to when I saw this movie ("La Maison en Petits Cubes"), the winner of the 2009 Oscar for best animated short film. I was in the library during the summer (working for a professor) and actually was weeping openly and the professor I worked for walked by with a really concerned look on his face. It was probably why he was so nice to me, even though saying I did no work is being extremely generous.

La Maison en Petits Cubes from the open coloring on Vimeo.

Je suis une loser

Now that I'm unemployed and destitute, I have nothing but time on my hands! That's why I had time today to make a chart of all the TV shows I'm SO EXCITED to watch in a couple weeks. Here is my weekly TV schedule:

Sunday: Dexter
Monday: How I Met Your Mother, Chuck, Castle
Tuesday: Glee
Wednesday: Modern Family, Cougartown, Criminal Minds
Thursday: It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, The League, Bones, Fringe, Community
Friday: [rest]
Saturday: COLLEGE FOOTBALL

My eyes are going to melt and bleed down my face, and I am PUMPED for that to happen. ...Somebody please give me a job so my brain doesn't completely atrophy.