Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Another one bites the dust...
I don't do things by half. I am obsessive. Ergo, when something causes something to happen in one area of my life, it boils out onto everything else.
Translation: one thing is causing me to get my knickers in a twist, and it's making me depressed, snappy, and pissed off.

Bowie-ite says I have anger management issues. This is probably true. Issues because I don't "get" angry a--

YES!

(Sorry, "Numb" just came on, and I've been singing that song for the past ten minutes).

Where was I? Oh yeah.

--nd tend to bottle it in and just let it loose alone in my room. Meaning I sit and cry for an hour or so.

I think this is due mainly to the fact that when I get angry, I get depressed. I no longer have any capability to make my thoughts known, so can not properly communicate. This leads to feelings of not being understood, that no one understands me, that I'm worthless, etc. etc. etc. because it all snowballs and I'm ineffectually crying into a pillow up in my room. Alone.

I'm alone the vast majority of the time. It's just a little pathetic I think. I need to get off my lazy bum and actually call people. But I don't like calling people just to chat because I don't want to waste their time. Nor do I want my parents paying the phone bill because it seems that all my close friends now live out of town.

I'm just making trouble for myself. As usual. I have a tendancy to metaphorically beat my head against a brick wall.

*crosses eyes* Sorry. Don't mind my whining. Just needed to rant some more I suppose.

The Gods Must Be Crazy, 1980, rated PG.
No big stars, this is more of an independant film. It's a comedy mixed with a bit of romance. Utterly hilarious. It's based on the contrast between the simpicity of the Bushmen and our "civilization." When a Coke bottle is thrown out of a plane it lands before Xi and inadvertainly wreaks havoc upon his clan. So he goes off on a mission to throw the evil thing from the face of the edge.
On the way he meets a comes across Andrew Stein, a microbiologist, and has to help him rescue Kate Thompson, a school teacher, from a terrorist.
I suppose it could be a called a mockumentary. This is a classic with much dry humor and lovely little tidbits.
"Aye, yi, yi, yi, yi." - Andrew
"I noticed." - Kate
"Are the voices in my head bothering you?" - random woman
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