Badass Girls

I have been thinking lately about shows with really tough female characters, and I have come to the conclusion that someone needs to inform the makers of these shows that taking a cute girl and making her hit things does not automatically make her a badass. You have to actually teach her how to fight, at least a little, otherwise she just looks like a little girl pretending to fight. I'm not saying all shows do this, but a lot of them do, and it bugs the shit out of me. Can we hire some actresses who are actually tough, instead of just hiring pretty ones and having them pretend to be tough? I think young Mary Winchester has to be one of the worst ones ever. Do you remember the fight scene between her and Dean? She looked fucking ridiculous.

At least S.H.I.E.L.D. acknowledged the fact that Skye sucks at fighting. 

Supernatural+Animal Rights=the Very Best Thing Ever!

I knew there was a reason I put off writing my blog today. I just finished watching the Supernatural episode form last night and it was quite possibly my favorite episode ever! I am going to try not to ruin it for anyone, but there was a definite animal rights theme. At the beginning, I was pissed because I thought for sure it was going to be a whole episode making fun of, and possibly demonizing (no pun intended), animal rights activists. By the end though, there was a clear pro-animal message. The vegans were the good guys, even if they were "hippy freaks". Dogs should never be left in cars. The pound is a horrible depressing place. Even the smallest animals have impressive skills. Taxidermy is super fucking creepy. They even, at least to me, sort of highlighted the inherent insanity of eating animals. It was so great! Also, I think Dean definitely likes dogs now, yay!

Well This Should Be Interesting

First of all, I wanted to let everyone know that Zeke seems to be doing better. I don't think he's out of the woods yet but, as of last night, he was acting a bit more like himself.

Today they are supposed to be installing a new computer system at work. When I first heard about this I was pretty glad, because the ones we have now kind of suck. Then I found out that the new system is going to be infinitely more complicated and cause the cashiers to have to do twice as much work as we used to. Also, apparently the store manager was told that we should "Expect to be here until ten for the first couple weeks." Fucking awesome.

I get the distinct impression that our new computers are going to make about as much sense as the Men of Letters' computer. 

Zekey

My sister's cat Zeke has been very sick. He has developed sever anemia for some unknown reason and has been in and out of the emergency vet for the last couple of days. They put him on all kinds of medications and, last night, they gave him a blood transfusion. He is one of the sweetest cats I've ever know and it's complete bullshit that he has had to go through so much hell. Anyway, I just wanted to put it out there that I, and everyone else who knows him, love him and hope they figure out what the fuck is going on and get him through this, soon.

The Real Me

Well everyone, I did it. I cut my hair off. For a few minutes I kind of thought "Oh my god! What have I done?" and then "Holy shit! Look how small my head is!" but, after a while, I started to feel like ME again. I look more like a guy, but I feel more like myself. You wouldn't think it would be possible for someone to just not be cut out for having hair, but apparently I'm not. Whatever, girl hair is overrated anyway.

"You wanna meet the real me now?"

Also, we finally got my punching bag filled up yesterday. So far I am really enjoying it.

Fuck This Shit!

I am just so fucking fed up with everything right now. It's taking every ounce of my self-control to not quit my job and run away to a place where no one can find me and make me do things that I hate. I think the worst part about doing things that I hate is having to pretend that I don't hate them. If I ever dare to walk into work and not act like I'm thrilled as all fuck to be there, everyone stares at me like I've grown a second head or something. Alas, I can't quit my job because I need the money, and I can't run away because no one would feed my animals. So instead I'm just going to cut my hair off, because if I'm going to be miserable, I'm at least going to be miserable without a giant fuzz ball stuck to my head shedding on me all day.

I Am an Actual Conscious, Semi-Functioning Human Being

You all know how much I hate dealing with the majority of the human race, right? I just have a hard time putting up with all of the irritating shit that people do. I have recently found though, that the thing that I hate most is being patronized. I absolutely cannot stand being treated like I'm stupid, and I seem to be getting a lot of that lately, and it's really pissing me off! I don't know why everyone has suddenly decided that I must be a fucking moron, but I'm really not; I swear. It seems like every person I deal with lately keeps talking down to me and giving me advice that I would have to be brain dead, or from another planet, to not have thought of myself.