Stuff (now with dogs added)
Aug. 13th, 2008 09:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mutedtempestThe South Park movie never stops being amazing. I think it's the only musical I can actually sit through and enjoy. With a song titled Uncle Fucker, well, it's easy. I seriously think I have the brain and sense of humor of a 13 year old boy.
But! I mean, how can you not love this? Usually I despise adding vids to entries, but you simply cannot appreciate the greatness that is this song without seeing it as it's meant to be seen.
Every single time I hear the line "You don't eat or sleep or mow the lawn, just fuck your uncle all day long!" it cracks me up. Badly.
Another great thing is Queer as Folk. Namely, Brian Kinney. He is the epitome of fabulousness. He's a total asshole but I love him anyway.
As to more relevant matters, still no word from my boss about an advance. I'm getting antsy. I also found out that I'm going to need not one, but two different visas to get into the UK next month. I wish everything didn't have to be so fucking complicated.
I'm still really depressed. This is the worst it's been for a very long time. All I want to do is sleep and I'm semi-suicidal most of the time. That's why I'm posting about stupid shit like South Park. It cheers me up a little bit.
ETA: Fuck, as if my agoraphobia didn't already scare me when it came to leaving the house. i decided that I should eat something around 8pm, and opened the door to walk to the Subway right across the street. I'd barely shut the screen door when I heard growling. I glanced toward the sound and saw my neighbor's pit bull, who isn't a very friendly dog in general, standing about 20 feet from me, his head lowered and growling. I don't think I've been so terrified in my entire life. I'm positive my heart stopped beating.
I had shut the main door as well as the screen door, but I was incredibly lucky in that I hadn't taken any steps away yet. I knew that if I could at least get the screen door open, there would be something between the dog and myself, hopefully long enough to unlock the deadbolt on the main door. I tried to stay calm and move very very slowly, and I got the screen door open. As soon as I raised my arm to unlock the deadbolt, the dog started running at me. And he was PISSED.
I stood where I was and told him to go home in as firm as voice as I could. He paused, and it gave me just enough time to unlock the deadbolt. But he was in a bad mood and it didn't stop him, because he kept coming. I managed to get the screen door shut, but before I could get the main door shut he was there pressing his nose against the glass and barking.
I'm just really glad I've grown up around dogs and was able to stay as calm as I did. If I'd panicked I'm pretty fucking sure I wouldn't be typing this right now, that fucking dog is MEAN. His owners train him to be that way. Which is just fine when he's in his yard, not standing in mine. I'm glad I didn't freak out, because if I'd stepped away from the door or frantically tried to open it he would have started running before he did.
I know it doesn't sound like much, but when I first saw him, there was NOTHING standing between me and this guy who was at the very most 20 feet from me, looking right at me and growling:
Well okay, not that EXACT one, but close enough! I love dogs and I know how to act around them, but as I said, this one has been trained to be mean and to protect his house. The only problem was, he wasn't at his house. He was at my house and I can't leave it until i know FOR SURE that he's gone.
I was terrified I wouldn't get the door open before he got to me. Fuck. I never want to leave my house ever again. I called the police and an officer came to talk with me, and I saw her looking around the area, but I haven't heard anything since and I'm pretty sure she didn't find him. How the fuck am I supposed to be able to step outside?? I'm so fucking scared to leave the house. And I need to, I've been low for awhile now. My granny gave me some juice but I need to eat!
But! I mean, how can you not love this? Usually I despise adding vids to entries, but you simply cannot appreciate the greatness that is this song without seeing it as it's meant to be seen.
Every single time I hear the line "You don't eat or sleep or mow the lawn, just fuck your uncle all day long!" it cracks me up. Badly.
Another great thing is Queer as Folk. Namely, Brian Kinney. He is the epitome of fabulousness. He's a total asshole but I love him anyway.
As to more relevant matters, still no word from my boss about an advance. I'm getting antsy. I also found out that I'm going to need not one, but two different visas to get into the UK next month. I wish everything didn't have to be so fucking complicated.
I'm still really depressed. This is the worst it's been for a very long time. All I want to do is sleep and I'm semi-suicidal most of the time. That's why I'm posting about stupid shit like South Park. It cheers me up a little bit.
ETA: Fuck, as if my agoraphobia didn't already scare me when it came to leaving the house. i decided that I should eat something around 8pm, and opened the door to walk to the Subway right across the street. I'd barely shut the screen door when I heard growling. I glanced toward the sound and saw my neighbor's pit bull, who isn't a very friendly dog in general, standing about 20 feet from me, his head lowered and growling. I don't think I've been so terrified in my entire life. I'm positive my heart stopped beating.
I had shut the main door as well as the screen door, but I was incredibly lucky in that I hadn't taken any steps away yet. I knew that if I could at least get the screen door open, there would be something between the dog and myself, hopefully long enough to unlock the deadbolt on the main door. I tried to stay calm and move very very slowly, and I got the screen door open. As soon as I raised my arm to unlock the deadbolt, the dog started running at me. And he was PISSED.
I stood where I was and told him to go home in as firm as voice as I could. He paused, and it gave me just enough time to unlock the deadbolt. But he was in a bad mood and it didn't stop him, because he kept coming. I managed to get the screen door shut, but before I could get the main door shut he was there pressing his nose against the glass and barking.
I'm just really glad I've grown up around dogs and was able to stay as calm as I did. If I'd panicked I'm pretty fucking sure I wouldn't be typing this right now, that fucking dog is MEAN. His owners train him to be that way. Which is just fine when he's in his yard, not standing in mine. I'm glad I didn't freak out, because if I'd stepped away from the door or frantically tried to open it he would have started running before he did.
I know it doesn't sound like much, but when I first saw him, there was NOTHING standing between me and this guy who was at the very most 20 feet from me, looking right at me and growling:
Well okay, not that EXACT one, but close enough! I love dogs and I know how to act around them, but as I said, this one has been trained to be mean and to protect his house. The only problem was, he wasn't at his house. He was at my house and I can't leave it until i know FOR SURE that he's gone.
I was terrified I wouldn't get the door open before he got to me. Fuck. I never want to leave my house ever again. I called the police and an officer came to talk with me, and I saw her looking around the area, but I haven't heard anything since and I'm pretty sure she didn't find him. How the fuck am I supposed to be able to step outside?? I'm so fucking scared to leave the house. And I need to, I've been low for awhile now. My granny gave me some juice but I need to eat!