You can't take drugs in the morning on Christmas. You have to think of another solution.

>> Thursday, December 25, 2008


So.....Christmas. That's always fun. This year I was trying to meet boyfriend halfway by being enthusiastic about spending Christmas with his family...although really, I was trying to be enthusiastic about Christmas occurring in my life at all. If I had never had a Christmas before, I would have surmised from my experience with his family that it is mildly awkward yet a very nice gesture and attempt at vocalizing your emotions for people who you love. However, I have had many Christmases, and mine are always "Horrible summary of horrible year," or "This is how much worse it could be" in terms of takeaway.

I realize that this could be perceived as melodramatic, but I think that your perception of things is based on how sensitive you are to what's actually going on. Of course, "what's actually going on" is a completely subjective experience you're having...but for the purposes of this, lets say that is directly proportional to the amount of intelligence divided by insanity that you bring to your life. I would say, 80/20. So you're 80 percent accurate of your assessment of any situation, and you move ahead with that assumption. Then let's say you're 50 percent more sensitive to any given situation's inner dynamics than person X.

Using this equation, my assessment that Christmases in my family are horrible and painful is at least 65 percent accurate. Based on cross referenced input from other people, I can reasonably assume that my perception of what's going on is probably accurate, from my perspective, at about 80 percent or so. Of course, this is all subjective, but as an individual, I can only offer a fully developed understanding of my own view. I think that's all of our responsibilities...if we could just develop a fully conceived and well articulated view of our own positions, we would be able to communicate fully.

Anyway....my therapist says that I overintellectualize my emotions when I'm feeling threatened or hurt. So, that's obvious.

My brother lost his CDL license falling off the wagon one night 2 weeks ago. My older brother is in rehab. My mother is a perpetual child. In other news, in response to my question today, "Is older brother less crazy now that he's been in rehab for 3 months?"...little brother said, "Listen K...you have to think of addiction like a knot. The knot takes more than three months to untie. Right now, older brother has loosened the knot slightly, but everything is still tangled and unexplainable inside him...he has to spend more time thinking and talking with people about what he's feeling, or else he will remain crazy and detached from the rest of us. If he was to quit now, there would still be 9 months worth of knot to untie...how can you function in the world like that? You can't. And that's why people get addicted again. He has to stay there until the whole thing is untied, and he can look at it and use all those emotions again. They're no good now all tied up."

Little brother is 50 percent more insightful and more intelligent than I am, but he is also 50 percent less socially functional. Genetics are funny that way.

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Last Saturday I made Swedish Meatballs

>> Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Here is a brief photo haiku of the cats' experience:







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Hot wings, baby....do you have any?

>> Friday, December 5, 2008


Songs that I'm listening to today:

Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love

Britney Spears - Amnesia

Ashlee Simpson - Outta my head

Lady Gaga - Poker face

TI - Whatever you like

Katy Perry - You're so gay

Britney Spears - Shattered Glass

This is in sharp contrast to what I listened to every other day this week:

Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass
Philip Glass

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I hate titling things, working on a new header

Sporty is helping make me a new header, because his employers have done something very very wrong and he is paying them back by photoshopping kittens into pill bottles. Justice is served!!!


me: btw, i'm sorry i hurt your feelings by not spending thanksgiving wtih you and your family. i didn't know it meant that to you.
Boyfriend: thanks
it means something different to me than you
but that's because of our past
and we've got to come to some compromise of what our future is going to be
me: whar mean?
Boyfriend: we're each going to have to tone down our assumptions about what the holidays will be like
me: so i have to tone down the idea that i will hate it?
Boyfriend: and i have to tone down the assumption that its' great and you'll love it
me: ha
that's our relationship right there.

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Super fun town

>> Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Lately I have been working 12 hours a day so I haven't been able to construct sentences that don't relate to "adding value." I am also very surly around the holidays so I haven't felt like doing much of anything really. Which actually leads into my next point. The other day, I discovered that I had been very slightly wronged by someone. It didn't bother me at the time, particularly, but as the days have gone by the feeling has grown exponentially. I think about it in the back of my mind, and my thoughts are always slowly unraveling this feeling I'm having...which of course is nourished by this kind of special attention.

At this point, I realize that I am over stressed and not in my right mind. But the fact is, I spend a significant portion of my time--when I am hurt by someone--thinking of how I could perfectly rectify the situation. In a sort of eye for an eye style. And this particular person, I have come to realize that I have been wanting to hurt for some time now. I mean, I must have wanted to. Because the many ways of causing this person to suffer come to my mind so fast and easy that they must have been on the fringes the whole time. And I am uncomfortable saying, they fill me with complete delight.

Not complete, I suppose. Because I do have some reservations and think that I'm acting sort of weird. Obviously, or else I wouldn't have to discuss it right now. I think I really enjoy fixating on a moment where someone has done something that is factually, irrefutably wrong...and where I get to hurt them without retribution. Because it's the right thing to do. There are lots of times when I hurt others...but I am mostly doing that out of fear or some other self protective reaction. The times like this, it feels pure, like I can finally release all these resentments that have been building up and that I have been silencing for so long.

I spend so much time thinking about the ways in which I should optimally deal with all the situations around me. This is just a particularly satisfying way to spend that time. It also represents a major change...like coming out of the shadows almost. All these things you've been thinking, but gritting your teeth and smiling through. My father always kept a mental list of all the things you did that hurt him, and when he eventually cut off all contact from you, it was practically like he brought out the list and showed you that the proof was all there and that logically, he was in the right.

I realize this is similar, although I am not him and don't experience things exactly the same way. You can draw parallels between almost anything. For instance, my mom lets all the tiny wrongs go until one day she feels justified in exploding with vitriolic, desperate accusations like shrapnel. But actually, even as I write that I know that I have no respect for that kind of loss of control. Although I do understand what a relief it must be.

And perhaps that's what this is. A relief from so many years of holding back. But what will shortly transpire as a result of my mounting, twisted revenge fantasies? Who knows? It's not even like I care about the original issue. It's just a good opportunity. Maybe I will work through these emotions and they will never see the light of day. Or, maybe I will unleash all of my latent bitterness and anger on a person who doesn't really deserve it.

The last time I acted this way I was practically intoxicated by the hilarious cruelty of it all. But shortly thereafter, my conscience kicked in and made me feel like a bad person. Really, this must all lead into my therapist's claim that I have the intelligence to deal with life but not the emotional maturity.

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