Girl, Interrupted

Because I'm silly, I watched "Girl, Interrupted" tonight. It was hardly worth it to watch it just because Jared Leto was in it, because he was in it for all of three seconds. There was one thing in it that got to me, though. It was the part where he goes to visit Winona Ryder and they go off to her room to get it on, and Polly, the girl with the burn scars, is outside the door trying to listen with the other girls. They're all kind of giggling and stuff. Then later that night, Polly freaks out screaming about her face. It really didn't need one of the other characters (Lisa, Angelina Jolie's character,) to explain that she freaked out because she knows no one will ever think she's beautiful. God, it killed me. I'm the girl outside the door listening and pretending it's funny. Then after that, Susanna (that'd be Winona Ryder) and Lisa go to Polly's door to sing to her to cheer her up. And what does Susanna do? She tries to get it on with the orderly who likes her. Right outside of Polly's door.

That was the single most realistic moment I've ever seen in a film. Okay so maybe that's hyperbole. But it felt so real to me, it could have been a scene from my life. I can't stop thinking about it. It was so true and there's nothing to be done about it.

Work sucked today. I did get five hatchling sparrows, and I when I say "hatchling" I mean they hatched like yesterday. I have to take them to Kung Fu with me tomorrow.

My bird Alex, the one Sano found in the yard a few months ago, is dying.

Tonight kind of sucks. Kung Fu is going to be pretty cool tomorrow. Well, it'll be pretty cool all the time, I guess. What I'm getting at is that it'll be a pretty decent band-aid for me, like it always is. It's so hard to focus on negative things when you're training. You're just training, that's all, nothing else going on in your head. I really want to get that scene from this stupid movie out of my head.

Seriously, work sucked today.

Girl, Interrupted

Because I'm silly, I watched "Girl, Interrupted" tonight. It was hardly worth it to watch it just because Jared Leto was in it, because he was in it for all of three seconds. There was one thing in it that got to me, though. It was the part where he goes to visit Winona Ryder and they go off to her room to get it on, and Polly, the girl with the burn scars, is outside the door trying to listen with the other girls. They're all kind of giggling and stuff. Then later that night, Polly freaks out screaming about her face. It really didn't need one of the other characters (Lisa, Angelina Jolie's character,) to explain that she freaked out because she knows no one will ever think she's beautiful. God, it killed me. I'm the girl outside the door listening and pretending it's funny. Then after that, Susanna (that'd be Winona Ryder) and Lisa go to Polly's door to sing to her to cheer her up. And what does Susanna do? She tries to get it on with the orderly who likes her. Right outside of Polly's door.

That was the single most realistic moment I've ever seen in a film. Okay so maybe that's hyperbole. But it felt so real to me, it could have been a scene from my life. I can't stop thinking about it. It was so true and there's nothing to be done about it.

Work sucked today. I did get five hatchling sparrows, and I when I say "hatchling" I mean they hatched like yesterday. I have to take them to Kung Fu with me tomorrow.

My bird Alex, the one Sano found in the yard a few months ago, is dying.

Tonight kind of sucks. Kung Fu is going to be pretty cool tomorrow. Well, it'll be pretty cool all the time, I guess. What I'm getting at is that it'll be a pretty decent band-aid for me, like it always is. It's so hard to focus on negative things when you're training. You're just training, that's all, nothing else going on in your head. I really want to get that scene from this stupid movie out of my head.

Seriously, work sucked today.

Work sucked. For real.

When I say "work sucked" I mean that I ended up saying eff you to my boss, only of course I didn't say "eff", I used the word. (A quirk of mine that I don't write that word on the internet. I have no idea why.) First, he took away the bird room he let me have last year and made it into Gabby's file room (a place to put boxes of files.) Then he's been needling me about "these birds are such a pain, they're always in the way." Yes, dick! It was much nicer when they had a room to be in and you were off my ass! So I decided to just let this one go, and maybe I could put the cages on shelves in the basement. This morning when he came in I said, "Hey, can I ask you a quick question?" He said, "No," and tried to slam the door in my face. Which, by the way, he does almost on a daily basis (not to anyone else, just to me and to Casse,) but I was so fed up and sick of that and of him and of being treated like a second class citizen because I don't have loads of money and am not trendy and hot and metro, that I just said eff you, and started to walk away. The door hadn't closed all the way (he tried to slam it but that door never slams,) and he came back in the room all flustered saying that I could ask him the question.

Everyone who was in the room was pretty shocked and Jenn J. later told me that Rob was pretty shocked himself. I don't see why they were all so surprised, though. It's been on the tip of my tongue practically all year.

Work sucked. For real.

When I say "work sucked" I mean that I ended up saying eff you to my boss, only of course I didn't say "eff", I used the word. (A quirk of mine that I don't write that word on the internet. I have no idea why.) First, he took away the bird room he let me have last year and made it into Gabby's file room (a place to put boxes of files.) Then he's been needling me about "these birds are such a pain, they're always in the way." Yes, dick! It was much nicer when they had a room to be in and you were off my ass! So I decided to just let this one go, and maybe I could put the cages on shelves in the basement. This morning when he came in I said, "Hey, can I ask you a quick question?" He said, "No," and tried to slam the door in my face. Which, by the way, he does almost on a daily basis (not to anyone else, just to me and to Casse,) but I was so fed up and sick of that and of him and of being treated like a second class citizen because I don't have loads of money and am not trendy and hot and metro, that I just said eff you, and started to walk away. The door hadn't closed all the way (he tried to slam it but that door never slams,) and he came back in the room all flustered saying that I could ask him the question.

Everyone who was in the room was pretty shocked and Jenn J. later told me that Rob was pretty shocked himself. I don't see why they were all so surprised, though. It's been on the tip of my tongue practically all year.