Debbie Downer
I guess I’ve just been complaining a lot about how much my life sucks. Sorry to everyone who has been a victim of my whining.
Denise called me today as I was getting off work at 7pm on a Friday. I ended up just ranting to her for a half hour. It was a really one-sided conversation and after I hung up, I felt horrible. Why can’t I stop complaining?
I want to be able to let it go, but I feel so angry. I don’t think it would be healthy if I just kept all of this to myself. The anger is so fresh even though the topic is practically rotting away. I will try not to let it consume me further, but I can’t make any promises…I am what I am, a person who obsesses.
And speaking of obsessions, I have now started watching Korean dramas. Yes, I know they are extremely formulaic, but I believe I have found a good one that is quite enjoyable. It’s called “Thank You” and it’s about a former doctor who has lost faith in his healing powers and how his life changes when he falls in love with a woman and her family: a senile grandfather and her bastard child…who had been accidentally infected with the HIV virus…by the doctor’s dead girlfriend doctor. I know it sounds twisted and weird and offputting, but trust me—it’s really sweet, cute, funny, and sad.
I don’t know if it’s just nearly that time of month (it isn’t—it’s like 2 weeks away, maybe 1.5 weeks), but I’ve just been feeling really sentimental lately. Today I drove by a funeral procession and I felt like crying. I even had that sensation you get in your mouth just as you’re about to begin sobbing. For a few minutes, I honestly thought I was going to break down crying. The feeling went away after I got onto the freeway, but I have to say that I was very weirded out by it.
Damn these hormones. My PMS is seriously awful because it starts 2 weeks before and during my period, which pretty much makes me a weepy (at times overtly bitchy) ho for most of the month. I have 1 normal week when I don’t feel like it’s me versus the world. The PMS makes me want to remove my ovaries and live with the fact/delusion (I’m not sure which one yet) that I can replace children with cats and small toy dogs.
Anyway, the child actress that plays the little girl in “Thank You” is just adorable:
She’s super witty and cute. It’s hard not to love her. She’s so brilliant in this that she even won an award. I think she’s 70% of the reason why I watch this show.
I love that tag line. It starts off with the false impression that it’s going to be an Engrish shitfest, but then it actually makes sense…but it’s very cheesy…but sweet.
You can watch it with English subtitles HERE. You can thank me later, and we can cry together…if I’m still PMSing that is. I think I’m going to get the DVDs.
