And so we're back at the big stand-off -- who gets to last the longest? It always gets to this point whenever the three of us, or should I say the two of them, stay in a contained area for a long period of time, i.e. the house and about a month.
Can anyone say dysfunction?
Right.
Sandy mentioned something to me in an email a while back, something about there not being a rule that blood relations should get along all the time. I'm finding that I am agreeing with her assessment; it'll be a bloody miracle if we, or they, could stand each other for as long as a year in the same house without having a major fight and blow-up at least once a month.
Take earlier this evening for example. I just had the feeling that something like this would happen. Number one had been pretty quiet about her numerous aches and pains, so I guess that was a tip off for me, since she has a lot of them. Psychosomatic (sp?) is what I say, but what do I know, right? After all, I am the youngest and therefore know nothing about what goes on in anyone's life. Who am I to disabuse them of that little bit of insight?
Anyway, so she went up to the fridge to get some water and all of a sudden just cries out number two's name. I'm like, her we go and I was just thinking of what to do in a situation like this if it occured near me. Lucky for her she was by the fridge and I was by the TV, as I was thinking, if that happened like last time when she shouted at me for no other reason than to release some stress or something, I was going to slug her one, maybe break her nose or jaw or something, but something to keep her quiet.
So number two and I was like, what? And she goes, nothing. Number two asks, what's wrong? In like, a bored voice, coz it was sorta understood that you have to be relaxed and calm when dealing with number one when she's in one of her moods, coz it doesn't help anyone's blood pressure if you all panic. And she goes, nothing, I don't know, so she ups and gets a book from the room and sets back down on the couch and we watch TV.
Good show by the way.
And so there we were, a picture of sibling bliss... NOT!!
Need I tell you then that whatever goes wrong in the house is all MY ruddy fault? The laundry smells funny? Blame ana, she's the one who's let it stay in the hamper and not do the laundry when there was water, and now look at what's happened because of the ruddy water outage. The food spoils? It's her ruddy fault for not putting it inside the fridge.
Okay, so maybe that one's reaching.
You can't clean up the room? It's ana's fault as she won't wake up early. Right... and I stay up late because...?
To lessen the conscious time I spend in your bloody presence! We stay in the same bedroom for crying out loud! I'd like to have some time ALONE with me ALONE! And I get that in the middle of the night! And you've been hogging that time as well for the past few nights! I stay up late, you bloody stay with me in the living room!
Bloody hell, I want ALONE TIME!!
And just like this morning, I wake up and you're still in the room. What the fuck is up with that? You're supposed to be out of the room already so I can at least wake up the way I want/need to, otherwise, see what's happened to me right now. I have a bleeding headache. Hell, too much of your "aura" and I get sick! It doesn't help that you go on and on about your headache.
So number two says, you're like that coz you're not used to staying in the house for this long. Which is true, she's never stayed this long before. Hell, and I just remembered, that's my ruddy fault as well, coz I roped her into watching this horror flick this weekend.
See? Everything is ana's fault. The world will end tomorrow? My fault for not alerting the media of it.
And I just got my body clock to some sort of normal... Let's see... somewhat normal body clock versus less time with them? Hmm, let me think.
Oh geez, that's a no brainer -- less time! I can live with this wonky body clock, heck, I'll survive anemia even.
And so people will probably comment that, you get to have siblings, spend time with them, blah blah blah and all that stuff. You have to get on with your life, do something, blah blah blah and all that stuff.
Sod off. It's my blog. I put in what I want to put in; as the description of this blog goes "The thoughts in my head need releasing..." or something to that effect. This is probably the most honest I can be without going crazy.
You ask me a question, I'll reply as honestly as I could. If I say I'm in a bad mood, I probably am in a bad mood, and it wouldn't help to be all that helpful and insightful and tell me to get off my arse; I'll resent you. Though lucky for you, the resentment won't last that long. I can't hold long grudges -- it takes a lot of energy to remember who did what and why and I'd rather not expend that much.
Though I probably can hold a grudge for a long time IF and WHEN it's a really major thing, like, oh I don't know, you tried to kill me or something like that.
Great fun, eh?
Orlando Bloom really looks hot, though it was quite a shock when I first saw him without the elven get-up. The long blonde locks were great but as the son of a pirate, he rocks.
And Johnny Depp was brilliant as Captain Jack Sparrow, so funny and brilliant.
As Orlando Bloom said in an interview, Pirates was and is a feel good movie, and you (hopefully) go out of the theater feeling all bubbly and energetic afterwards. It's a happy movie and I didn't mind the romantic angle at the least. It all sort of tied the ending together, coz what's a swashbuckling adventure pirate film without getting the girl?