Sunday, November 20, 2011

What is this I don't even

So, Marzgurl is picking apart the Twilight books on her blog, and I'm reading, and they're awesome and hilarious.

But anyway, there are quotes included with Marzgurl's commentary, and they're quite... disturbing... very.

For a few years now I've been hearing about how Edward is, like, totally hot and sexy and the perfect boyfriend and blah blah blah. I've seen it written on the Internet and I've heard it in conversations around school and home. I've even heard it said during fucking book reports... in late high school from people who should have been able to come up with better reasons for really liking a book... much better reasons.

All that is to say that I'm reading these quotes, most of which contain Edward, and I can't see anything that would make people refer to him as the perfect anything. He's actually coming across as very creepy here (and it didn't even get to the part where he breaks into Bella's room to watch her sleep, which is wrong on so many levels).

I'm getting the vibe that Edward is someone that girls should stay away from, not someone that girls should flock to and practically worship (ohh, those book reports *facedesk*)

When people say that Edward and Bella's relationship comes off as abusing, it's a pretty accurate description. The two haven't even started going out yet and already Edward's being controlling and shifty and scary.

It bothers me more than a little bit that so many women put Edward up on a pedestal.

And I'd say to stick with Jacob... but he does turn into a pedophile in the fourth book soooo... yeah.

Why do people like this series again?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Yes, well



Hmm.

Well, I can certainly see what all the fuss is about.

That certainly is some sexy-ass font.

(and I don't know nor care about the context of that passage, thankyouverymuch)

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

I had to laugh

"Twilight: a young woman's journey as she chooses between bestiality and necrophilia"
-comment by BrianSierk on an article on some website I'm too lazy to link to.

Random time! :D

I saw this in a comment on an article comparing Bella from Twilight to Katniss from The Hunger Games and just had to post it somewhere. I almost posted it to Facebook, but didn't because it probably wouldn't go over too well.

But, yeah, I just really like this.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

I've come to share my sad

Okay, so I was on deviantArt last night and one of the people I'm following posted a journal about reading this really sad fanfic that reduced him/her to tears. And then all the comments under the journal went along the same lines. So I decided to read it. It was a Sherlock Holmes fanfic, and I'm not really part of the fandom so I thought I'd read it, find it sad, and then move on.

Wrong.

It wasn't just sad, it was SAD and DEPRESSING and OMGWHYDIDIREADTHIS!!!

I totally did cry while I was reading the fic and I still come close to tears now while thinking about certain parts of it... nuuuuuuuuu.

So I've decided to share the sadness with everyone. I do warn you, though, it is really, really sad.

Along with that, I'm also sharing two other fics I read before that pretty much drove me to tears. These three fics are the only ones I can remember actually making me sad (because I usually don't read angst, mostly to keep myself sane).

So, on y va!

Warning: all three fics contain character death and sad.

Alone On the Water: This is a Sherlock Holmes fanfic, and seems to be currently very popular with the fandom for being sad and depressing and reducing people to sobbing incoherently over their keyboards. This fic is beautifully written, very emotional, and I'm told that it captures the characters' (mainly Sherlock and John) personalities amazingly well (I personally wouldn't know since I'm not a fan).

Holding His Gaze: A Detective Conan fanfic, which I think is the first fic to really shake me up over character death since that one Dragonball Z fic that practically traumatized me when I was younger. This fic really got to me when I first read it because it was just too sad. This fic is also beautifully written and is full of many different emotions and asdflfkajfa. I'm not really a huge fan of that bit at the end, but it's probably a good thing it was there or I might've sobbed in a corner for days afterward (like I'd like to do right now after re-reading Alone on the Water).

My Slytherin Pride: Obviously, this one is a Harry Potter fic. Honestly, this one scared the shit out of me when I first read it years ago. It hit me on one of my paranoia levels, I think. I didn't really cry at it the first time I read it - I was too busy being scared/disturbed - but I cried a few times when I re-read it over the years. This fic is written in letter form and presents a different side to the character narrating than what we usually see from him. All three fics have character death in them, but this one has a character massacre going on, which is probably the main reason it scared me so much the first time I read it (kinda like that Dragonball Z fic, but on a different level since DBZ was a big part of my childhood).

So there you have it, three really depressing fanfictions. Enjoy!

Now, if you don't mind, I'll just return to my corner and sob some more (goddammit, Sherlock! D:).

Monday, November 7, 2011

Lord of the Flies

The office where I work now is normally full of flies.

Huge, black/blue houseflies that keep bouncing off the window and skylight and make loud buzzing noises. They don't really bother me or my cousin (who I share the office with), as long as they stay on the window and don't dive-bomb my head, I'm fine.

Today, though, there were a lot of flies on the window, like 30 or so. So my cousin asked the janitor if she could spray them with something that would kill them. So the janitor comes back with some Raid and sprays the window.

And don't the flies go fucking nuts?

They started bouncing off the window and flying around the room and buzzing louder than ever. A few of them even started dive-bombing us and our desk. It was crazy.

And they were some fucking loud too, which is never good for my nerves. I was jumpy the whole time, I probably scared my cousin a bit.

The funniest part of the whole thing though, aside from having the floor littered with dead flies (I have no idea why I found that funny), was that when the flies would eventually hit the floor they'd try to get back up but they'd only end up spinning in circles 'cause only one side of their wings would be working. Funniest thing ever.

We got so many flies out of the office.

... of course, they'll probably all be replaced by tomorrow.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Road to Nowhere

I started my new job today at a lobster plant near home.

I have no complaints with the work itself, from what I saw today it's mostly going to be data entry and filing and stuff like that (things I've done before).

If I have one problem with this new job it's this: the building where I work is in the ass-crack of fucking nowhere.

It takes about 40 minutes to get to my work from my house and maybe the last 10 or 15 minutes of that drive is on a shitty paved road and then a shitty gravel road full of potholes. And turns everywhere! (this whole town was built on a fucking turn, I guarantee it... my kingdom for a straight stretch of road)

Driving wasn't too bad today, but when the weather starts to get really shitty, as the weather around here often does in the winter, I'm gonna start having some major problems on my drive (most of which stem from me being neurotic, but that's nothing new).

I cringe when I think about how that road's gonna be when it's covered with ice and/or snow. And I know that the snowplow probably won't be down that way too often since it's basically back roads. The paved road is in bad need of repair, and the gravel road just needs to be paved.

And the potholes, sweet fuck! There's hundreds of them, and there's almost no way to miss most of them because they're all over the road and camouflaged so you don't see them until you're practically driving through them.

My parents better take a good look at our van now, because I don't know what kind of shape it'll be in after I'm finished working for the season.