Day 210 of the Corona Virus Diaries..
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shadowkatI'm bloody tired of this pandemic - which feels more and more like being stuck inside a very slow, depressing psychological horror flick about mass gas-lighting.
Also it would be nice to go one day, just one, without wishing the thing in the white house was dead, buried, six feet under ground, with a stake through its cold vampiric heart. I've decided its a vampire and can't die. I don't really care if it lives or dies, I just want it to go away.
I saw an article recently about the success of YA romance film over highly anticipated special effects laden horror films/dystopic thrillers like New Mutants and Tenet. Well, hardly surprising - considering, I don't know about anyone else - but I just want cotton candy, fluffy light stuff at the moment. The closest I'm getting to horror is teen supernatural soap operas like Teen Wolf, Sabrina, The Order, and possibly The Originals.
Watched the first four episodes of S1 Teen Wolf on Amazon Prime (which I discovered). Meanwhile my mother entertained herself with Cinderella on Disney Channel. I convinced her to subscribe to Disney Channel to see Hamilton, which she loved. She social distanced with a friend last night - visited the friend's house, had a glass of wine. But the friend is her age, and also under lock down in their community. I think she's safe. Considering she went out to dinner at the clubhouse in their community with friends, it's no worse than that. Actually, I'm more at risk just leaving my apartment building.
I kind of envy her. My in-person social interaction has been with co-workers, the super's wife, and construction workers rewiring my kitchen.
Teen Wolf - I am beginning to understand why people like it. The lead is kind of hot. And different. Also, it's sort of fun. Not all that deep, just fun. Buffy, it's not. More along the lines of Vamp Diaries - although I think Vamp Diaries is a bit better written and produced. This, so far, is kind of lower on the old totem pole. Falls somewhere between The Order and Sabrina.
Crazy uncle D felt the need to post on the private FB page about my Dad - that he had visited my father (well over a year ago, before the pandemic and when my Dad wasn't suffering from a UTI) and that he's mental state was not that bad. Also that he was most likely struggling to keep up with my mother who wore him out. I wanted to kick him. Mother just rolled her eyes and told me not to worry about it - that's just uncle D, and the post will disappear eventually.
Although she was wracking her brain trying to figure out how exactly she wore him out.
Mother: I'm not sure how I wore him out.
ME: I was trying to figure it out too...it's not like you do all that much. Although you do like to entertain visitors...which appears to be a family thing.
Mother: Oh that's right - I gave them a driving tour of the island, but it wasn't that long and there was hardly any walking. And that was it.
Apparently my uncle just wants to hear himself talk.
Mother also felt the need to inform me that my brother was going apple picking today. I swear my brother is living the life. I tell my co-workers about him - and they envy him, actually everyone who I tell about my brother envies him. Which is weirdly comforting. Misery loves company after all.
Not that I really want to go apple picking. I don't want to eat the apples in my fridge as it is. I got tired of apples sometime in June.
As you can see from yesterday's walk...it's slowly drifting into fall..day by day...
Also it would be nice to go one day, just one, without wishing the thing in the white house was dead, buried, six feet under ground, with a stake through its cold vampiric heart. I've decided its a vampire and can't die. I don't really care if it lives or dies, I just want it to go away.
I saw an article recently about the success of YA romance film over highly anticipated special effects laden horror films/dystopic thrillers like New Mutants and Tenet. Well, hardly surprising - considering, I don't know about anyone else - but I just want cotton candy, fluffy light stuff at the moment. The closest I'm getting to horror is teen supernatural soap operas like Teen Wolf, Sabrina, The Order, and possibly The Originals.
Watched the first four episodes of S1 Teen Wolf on Amazon Prime (which I discovered). Meanwhile my mother entertained herself with Cinderella on Disney Channel. I convinced her to subscribe to Disney Channel to see Hamilton, which she loved. She social distanced with a friend last night - visited the friend's house, had a glass of wine. But the friend is her age, and also under lock down in their community. I think she's safe. Considering she went out to dinner at the clubhouse in their community with friends, it's no worse than that. Actually, I'm more at risk just leaving my apartment building.
I kind of envy her. My in-person social interaction has been with co-workers, the super's wife, and construction workers rewiring my kitchen.
Teen Wolf - I am beginning to understand why people like it. The lead is kind of hot. And different. Also, it's sort of fun. Not all that deep, just fun. Buffy, it's not. More along the lines of Vamp Diaries - although I think Vamp Diaries is a bit better written and produced. This, so far, is kind of lower on the old totem pole. Falls somewhere between The Order and Sabrina.
Crazy uncle D felt the need to post on the private FB page about my Dad - that he had visited my father (well over a year ago, before the pandemic and when my Dad wasn't suffering from a UTI) and that he's mental state was not that bad. Also that he was most likely struggling to keep up with my mother who wore him out. I wanted to kick him. Mother just rolled her eyes and told me not to worry about it - that's just uncle D, and the post will disappear eventually.
Although she was wracking her brain trying to figure out how exactly she wore him out.
Mother: I'm not sure how I wore him out.
ME: I was trying to figure it out too...it's not like you do all that much. Although you do like to entertain visitors...which appears to be a family thing.
Mother: Oh that's right - I gave them a driving tour of the island, but it wasn't that long and there was hardly any walking. And that was it.
Apparently my uncle just wants to hear himself talk.
Mother also felt the need to inform me that my brother was going apple picking today. I swear my brother is living the life. I tell my co-workers about him - and they envy him, actually everyone who I tell about my brother envies him. Which is weirdly comforting. Misery loves company after all.
Not that I really want to go apple picking. I don't want to eat the apples in my fridge as it is. I got tired of apples sometime in June.
As you can see from yesterday's walk...it's slowly drifting into fall..day by day...
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