So the kids got Wall-E last night and as they’re watching it I can NOT stop thinking about The Blogess’s post about the movie and her vibe from it! The whole time I’m thinking “this movie is kind of boring and disappointing and Elizabeth is not gonna sit through it” and I was right. Then I see the people and I’m like WHOLLY CRAP she was 100% right! I so thought I should get off my fat ass and go take a walk. I didn’t though because I then realized I can’t walk around the stupid block until they fix my foot, it’s 30 degrees out and snowing, and plus my dogs are fat and lazy.
So to make myself feel better I got off my bored, fat lazy, ass and went to take a bath. I already knew how the movie ended. So I’m sitting in the tub thinking I’m not gonna end up like that because A. I would never drink my food (ICK) B. I’ve seen the Matrix and didn’t it kind of remind you of the Matrix the way the people were so oblivious? So if someone was screwing with me I’d totally know cuz I am just THAT in tune with me. C. I actually went to the hair salon this week where an actual human cut my hair and all that. I drove myself there and walked in to the shop so I’m truly immune. D. I like to bake, cook, clean, etc… so no way would I be happy riding around on some hover chair thing with some robots brushing my teeth and hair, and finally, HELLO I was in the bath tub, those people don’t bathe, the robots roll them out of bed and “clean them up and get them dressed” so just imagine how freaking stinky that ship was!! Good thing robots can’t smell!
Then just to show how screwed up I am, I’m sitting on the porch in the snow with my dogs and my puppy is rubbing her nose in the snow and I start bawling (AGAIN). My Lhaso Apso used to do that. He loved the snow so much, he loved getting it all in his beard and feet and then he’d come in all covered with ice chunks that would melt in puddles on my floor. What I wouldn’t give to have that back! I’m a weepy mess lately. Maybe it’s the holidays. Maybe it’s the damn insurance company dragging this out and tormenting us?! Maybe it’s just my PTSD, but I swear the stupidest things just hit me and make me cry. I keep thinking when they insurance company finally quits screwing around and it’s fully over and we are not living in limbo I’ll feel better, but then I think “crap, what happens if that doesn’t put an end to my weepy, mess of a self?!”
Tomorrow’s post: “Homeowner’s” Association – An Oxy-moron, so stay tuned.
PS/Did anyone see any pets in Wall-E? I didn’t watch the whole thing but I never saw one, that would be reason 1,000,000 I’m immune to that future they so gleefully predicted for us!