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My Cinematic Element

I haven’t done one of these in a long time, so I will reveal a quiz result from Buzzfeed on what my cinematic element would be.

You got: A high-contrast, whimsical period piece with dark themes

Think of standing in a dark hallway eavesdropping on someone, and holding a candle while it flickers over your face, casting creepy shadows on the wall. Think of white ballgowns, mint green rooms, ornate chairs, and devastating secrets whispered about over tea.

Does that not sound like something I would be into? I am strongly into Victorian/Edwardian-themed films where someone lurks in a corner with a candlestick, eavesdropping.

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Image is from Crimson Peak

Image was lovingly extracted from here.

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More Old Photos!

These are likely to be the last of these posts, since my sister is coming home early, on Wednesday. I kind of wish I were there in person to see them all for myself, since she is only sending the ones she thinks are funny or of our grandparents and our mom.

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My grandma and my mom
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My grandpa and my mom
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Me and my younger sister on Halloween 1992. She was a kitty and I was a wizard.
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My youngest sisters in early 1996. My youngest sister looks like the Gerber baby.
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Old Photos

My younger sister is down at our grandma’s, and she has three tubs full of photos. My sister has been sending them to us throughout the day, and they have been fun to look at. I am sharing a few, although not the ones of my youngest sister when she was a cherubic baby and the Gerber baby doppelganger.

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My youngest sisters and I, most likely in 2000. These photos remind me to not repeat fashion mistakes.
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My mom’s parents, 1955/1956 when my grandpa was stationed in France
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My maternal grandpa in either Vietnam or Korea. My bet’s more on Vietnam.
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My grampy and me (and my aunt). This photo is totally getting framed.
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Apartment Review

Hey there, fellow readers! Long time, no see, right?

Things have been going well. I was really close to getting a job with the local library, being #6 out of the top five for the position. It sucks, and I am hoping to find something that doesn’t require me to get up at the crack of dawn or be working past 9 pm every day of the week.

My birthday was … okay, but wasn’t really all that eventful. I got some cool presents, and that is about it. I am getting a tattoo in less than three weeks, and I want to be autumn.

Okay, let’s proceed with the actual post that is named in the headline. As you may know, I wrote a review for Yelp in the event I actually moved out of my apartment in April, which didn’t happen. It also happens to be three pages long (and counting), which obviously is far too long to post anywhere but a blog. What you read below is something I have compiled over the last four years, and even then, I had omitted a lot of stuff to cut down the length for Yelp (although I will be adding in some things I wrote about the management company in the following review as well). For obvious reasons, I will not be naming the complex.

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Random Post involving Alexander Skarsgard

I was on Tumblr (sometimes I feel as though I am the only thirty-something roaming that site, despite the fact I know otherwise), and I came across this post about Alexander Skarsgard that I found funny but related to.

For me, the first person I can really remember having a crush on in a movie was the Scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz. I couldn’t even tell you why, since I was five or six. I figure it was his spirit or the fact that he was just a no-nonsense type of person. Over the years, this adoration has also expanded to include the Tin Man, but there is a soft spot for Scarecrow. I wouldn’t go as far as Alexander to say that is why I am not married or in a relationship, because that is where this comparison ends.

For anyone new to this blog, there are a couple of posts floating around about my woman crush on the Wicked Witch of the West. I highly suggest you all check those out, in case you need further proof of how weird I am. I also skip through the movie to avoid the sugary ick of Dorothy (which I also explain in those other posts). Click on the tags to find those related posts.

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Healthcare Reform

I’ve said in the past that I wouldn’t post anything political, unless the issue was so pertinent that I must. Well, that moment is now.

Unless you live under a rock or avoid anything relating to current U.S. politics (how do you manage to do that, by the way?), you’re aware that our officials voted to have Obamacare repealed. I was fairly confident it wouldn’t pass again, given the last two attempts failed so miserably, and our leader would jet off to Florida (except this week he threw us a curve ball and went to New Jersey) in a snit like a dour toddler. So, color me shocked when it passed.

Why am I writing about this, do you ask? My family. Of the six members of our household, I am the only one without a preexisting condition, according to a Time article listing what might be considered such  (although there are now stories emerging on that subject. This is particularly difficult for my two youngest sisters, because they are still on our dad’s insurance for a short period of time. Both are quite afraid of their future regarding insurance premiums and whether they’ll be able to even get insurance if California companies can/will deny coverage for such conditions (there are companies here that are just ruthless enough to).

To finish, please reach out and help Senate/Congress vote down this idiotic repeal–Obamacare might be expensive, but it granted rights to people with pre-existing conditions from being charged extra for those conditions. Enough bad crap has happened because of this current administration (and no doubt more in the future), so we need to send a message that we are willing to stand up for the sick and helpless who need insurance.

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I’m back, sort of

This past month has been interesting. For a couple of weeks, I thought I might actually be moving into a house with my family. Alas, that was not meant to be, and I must live here another year. The upside to this is that I have my own bathroom, which I can decorate any way I wish, and I don’t have to worry about what stress one of my cats would go through having to be under the same roof as my dad (she hides when he comes over). I have vowed to make some money so that my sister and our two cats can rent a house for ourselves.

In the process of possibly moving (and then not), I got new furniture. I went from two dressers, a nightstand, and a TV stand to just one dresser and a nightstand (I didn’t get rid of the TV stand). The previous furniture was nearly nineteen years old, and reflected my mindset at the age of fifteen: anything remotely resembling items found aboard the Titanic. My new furniture is from IKEA–and yes, I realize that once you’re over thirty, IKEA is supposed to go out the window. Also, in the process of helping my dad lug 5-6 boxes weighing too much for my weak arms, I realized that I most likely have a heart condition (which I will be looking into in June, which was the first available date to see a physician on Medi-Cal), and that helping my dad put together furniture is/was a nightmare. My room is still in a state of disarray, so no photos until I put it together and buy a storage ottoman for the “junk” that cannot be thrown away (like college papers and other stuff).

I am working on getting another tattoo.  I am going to be a “basic bitch” as my youngest sister says, and getting a California state outline with a turtle in San Diego County, rather than a heart. The journey to a turtle was long. I am the second one in my family to get this tattoo, one of my sisters already got one for her birthday. This is a sister tattoo, with only our youngest sister left to get hers. No doubt the other one will lose her mind if she should ever see that mine closely resembles our sister’s. I am now just working up the courage to email the artist, plus asking my mom if I should proceed or wait a of couple weeks.

I bought jeans at Cotton On, and they went bye-bye. Apparently, you can’t return worn jeans (which is understandable), and when you’re instructed by the manager or associate to walk around for an hour to see if they work, you’re screwed. On me, at least, the front rode up high and was cut low in the back. I am not really comfortable with the whole “showing off my underwear” look I unwittingly did in the sixth grade at nearly thirty-four, so there’s that. Also, I don’t like having my jean cuffs cut into my ankles … or jeans that fit like a glove on my thighs.

Other than that, not much has gone on.  Sorry I haven’t written, it’s just my life is utterly boring and I literally cannot think of anything to write about, other than my disdain for the direction this country is headed.

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Random history thought

You know how I know I’m a history nerd? I just had a random thought of Hocus Pocus, and how I’d have loved to pick Thackery Binx’s mind on watching history change over the last three hundred years.

I mean, he was turned into a cat in 1693. He watched Salem go from a small village to a city over three centuries, and it would be interesting to get his thoughts on the whole process.

Like I said, random.

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Oldies Still Make Sense Decades Later

As I spend more and more time wondering what in Hades is happening to the United States, I am finding music of the 1960s/1970s has odd parallels to that of current events today.

One song in particular is that of The Temptations’ “Ball of Confusion.” Obviously, there are references to recreational drug use (mainly the use of Marijuana, I would assume) and how kids are “walking around with their heads in the sky,” and other things that are associated with the decade in which the song originated, but there are plenty of things that apply to the current period.

I refuse to get overly political, unless I feel so strongly about something, that I can’t just keep quiet. So far, my right to speak freely has yet to be repealed, but I figure it is only a matter of time before that happens.

Link included brings you to the lyrics of the song, but there is a player bar at the bottom of the site’s page if you want to listen to the song.