Bitching and New Beginnings

So, tomorrow is Samhain (or Halloween to most of you). I have two points to make about this.

1- Samhain is supposed to be a time for new beginnings and letting go of all the things you no longer want in your life. That is along with honoring the dead, which is sort of the main purpose since the veil between the worlds is at it's thinnest. So I think tomorrow I will make a list of all the things I plan to remove from my life this year.

2- Samhain seems to be the only pagan holiday that most people have ever heard of. So it's the one that gets mentioned on TV most often. Unfortunately, nobody ever bothers to Google the pronouciation of it beore they talk about it. Seriously, how fucking hard is that? Dictionary.com will actually pronounce it for you, so you know you're getting it right. Yet, I have never seen a sinlge show pronouce it correctly. The two that come to mind are Supernatural which pronounced it "sam-hane" (which makes sense because that is what it looks like) and True Blood which pronounced it almost the same but with an extra A in the middle "sam-a-hane" which makes no sense at all. It's "sah-win" by the way.

Also, Supernatural claimed that it was named after a demon, which is total bullshit and kind of pissed me off. 

Are You Kidding Me!?

So, you know how I said that we were going to get Frontier, and that they were going to mail us the stuff that we need, and that it should be here tomorrow? Well, today we got a phone call from Frontier saying that they had cancelled our order because it turns out that we can't get their service at our house after all.....oops. What is the deal with everyone who has anything to do with internet service being a total incompetent asshole?

I'm getting there!

Fuck Hughesnet and Everything They Stand for

I thought I would go ahead and fill you guys in on the whole internet situation at my dad's house. The internet just randomly cut off about two weeks ago. Naturally (since this happens with Hughesnet all the fucking time!) we just assumed it would come back on eventually. It didn't. Then a couple of days later, we receive a letter from Hughesnet warning us that if we didn't upgrade our service they would cut it off. Mind you, we received this letter after it had already been cut off. So, we schedule an appointment for them to come install whatever the fuck it was that they needed to install to update our service. The guy was supposed to show up last Tuesday "in the morning" well he didn't. In fact, he didn't show up at all. So that night my dad called them and told them that the guy hadn't showed up. They apologized and said that someone would be there the following day "between 1 and 4". When we still hadn't seen or heard from them at 3:00, my dad called to ask them what was going on. He was then informed that they wouldn't actually be able to be there until this Wednesday.

Since we were both quite fed up with Hughesnet's bullshit, on top of their already ridiculously unreliable service. My dad looked into it and found out that we can actually get Frontier where we live (I know nothing about it, but it can't possibly be any worse than Hughesnet) and they can just mail us the equipment we need. So, by the end of the week we should have our internet back, and hopefully we will never have to deal with Hughesnet again.

Resurrection

Sorry there was no post yesterday. I stayed at my dad's house the whole day and, I don't think I mentioned this before but, we no longer have internet access at all. There was this whole ridiculous fiasco with Hughesnet, but that is a subject for another time.

Anyway, the reason I stayed home all day is because my dad and I are attempting to bring the Subrusaurus back from the dead. You see, I've been using my mom's car for a long time now, and I finally realized that I am not going to be able to afford to buy myself a new car anytime in the foreseeable future. So yesterday, my dad and I spent the entire day repairing all the holes in the body of my old car. It actually turned out looking a lot nicer than I expected. The next step is working on the transmission to see if we can get her to go in reverse again. It may also require some sort of complex ritual (possibly involving a blood sacrifice).

Does anyone have an Urn of Osiris I can borrow? 

We'll See What Happens

So there was a new girl in class last night, which was good and bad. Good because she seemed pretty cool, and also seemed really into it, which is nice. Plus, I never see any other girls there. I think there are some in the other classes, but I've never met them. It was bad because 1-any time there is more than one person in class, one person ends up standing around for a good portion of class 2-she just started, so I ended up doing a bunch of stuff that I had already done. It worked out okay though because I'm sure I still need plenty of practice with that stuff. Anyway, who knows maybe I'll end up having someone good to spar with.

Probably not like this. 

Angry Nerdy Rant Part 2

This is only vaguely related to the post from yesterday, but I called it the same thing because it's equally angry and equally nerdy. I just finished reading Neverwhere, by Neil Gaiman. The basic story is this guy, Richard, ends up in (almost like) a parallel universe called "London Below." He's still in London, but suddenly he is invisible to all of the people around him and he becomes aware of all of these strange things that no one else can see, and has access to a bunch of hidden places within London. He meets a whole different society who are also invisible to the rest of the world. Anyway, the whole time he's talking about how much he wants to go back to his old life. It seems like stories are always written that way, whoever it is that end ups in a strange situation is always desperate to get back to their normal, boring life. Is it just me, or does everyone else find themselves going "What the fuck is wrong with you!? Why would you want to go back!?" I just can't imagine, no matter how strange or dangerous it might be, choosing to give up something magical and exciting for this stupid shit.

Plus, Richard actually worked in an office building, which is one of the only things that I can imagine that would be even more dull than my life. 

Angry, Nerdy Rant

Every once in a while, I'll read a book or watch a show or movie that just feel incredibly relevant to my life. The new episode of Arrow was on last night and it was one of those. There were several lines that just really resonated with me, along with the whole theme of the episode in general. There was this one scene in which Laurel asks Oliver to train her. She talks about having this fire inside her that she can't get rid of. In another scene, she talks about having anger that she doesn't know what to do with. That's pretty much how I feel all the time. I am constantly pissed off and I just feel like I need to be doing something, and the fact that I don't know what to do just makes me more pissed off.

Also in the episode, Malcolm is training Thea and (even though he might be kind of evil) he has some pretty great advice. He tells her that "pain is inevitable and suffering is optional" and that "the only way to forge steel is to temper it with fire." The thing that bugs me about that though is that I'm totally okay with that. I'm all for learning to endure pain, and facing struggle to become stronger. There is this scene where he has her hold her hand over a bowl of cold water while he pours molten wax over it. The goal being for her to hold it there and let it burn instead of putting it under the water. The whole time I'm thinking "Let me do that! I can do that!" What I can't do is get up every morning knowing that I'm going to have to do the same meaningless bullshit that I did the previous day, and put up with all the same stupid frustrations as the previous day, all the while knowing that it's all going nowhere.

Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure that in the real world you can't just decide to become a superhero because you're sick of your life.