hollybrooke: (Corona Sun in chalk by Rapunzel)
I feel like I've been neglecting my DW account. Like I said, I was offline for a little over a week, but that's a good thing. This is the time of year when I recognize just how time I spend online and take a little bit of a break. But really, isn't time away from the Internet a good thing?

Valentine's Day came and went. Kevin and I went to the Olive Garden. He's not big on the Olive Garden, so he was brave enough to take me where I wanted to go. He told me about he heard once that some HIV-infected worker jacked off into the salad dressing at one of their restaurants. Did he hear that it specifically happened at the restaurant closest to us? No. Was this a rumor he heard? Probably. Is it a stupid thing to worry about? Yes. But he's "not big on pasta." He later told me that night he was lucky he found that they offered seafood on there.

I'm sorry, but Kevin being a picky eater is kind of a turn-off. *sigh* Oh well.

I got him "Sons of Anarchy" season 3 on DVD and baked him those cookies that he likes. He got me Lady and the Tramp on Blu-Ray and season 9 of "Family Guy" on DVD. He asked me what I wanted, and I was kind of at a loss, because I never know what I want. (Which isn't much, anyway.) But then I opened the "Family Guy" DVD set the next day and there was a flier inside for something I should've asked for instead but totally forgot that SETH MACFARLANE PUT OUT AN ALBUM. GAH, HOW DID THIS ESCAPE ME?!!!

Oh well. I'll order it for myself later on. I've got other stuff to listen to first. I bought the best of the Rat Pack and this four-pack of Sinatra's earlier recordings I need to enjoy first.

Like I said, Kevin's grandmother passed away on Valentine's Day as well. The funeral was last Monday. It was a very Catholic affair, and I felt so confused during the service. I'm an atheist, but I was raised Baptist; I at least know the Lord's prayer, so thank goodness. (I'm not familiar with the invocations that they were doing during the service.)

Might I mention that I'm not terribly open with my secularism. I'm not going to go out of my way to bash other religions or people who believe. I will respect it. Kevin knows how I feel about religion, and I'm lucky I have a BF who's understanding. We had a discussion that if we ever get serious and end up getting married, he wouldn't force me to convert unless I wanted to.

Well, Kevin's relatives from out in Ohio came out for the funeral, so I got to meet all of them, and they're all great and everything. I like his mom's side of the family. And then there was Aunt Nancy. I've only met her once, briefly. Aunt Nancy is the uppity, holier-than-thou member of the family that Kevin and Kathy (his mom) have warned me about. She's nice, but....like I said, holier-than-thou. (Kathy told me not to worry about her because there are members in their family that aren't exactly--as she put it--"practicing Catholics.") So Aunt Nancy corners me at one point before the service and asks me how long Kevin and I have been dating now. "Four years," I answer. She asks what religion I am. I know better to tell her I'm an atheist because quite frankly, I don't want to hear her telling me I'm going to Hell or I'm a heathen and all that jazz. So I told her I was raised Baptist. (Which is true, anyway.) She just gives me this surprised look and then says, "Oh....well, you'll convert, won't you?" I told her that Kevin and I had a talk about that and that he doesn't expect me to, but only if I want to. She says, "Well, I guess we all believe in God, whatever way you worship."

(Hoo boy, Aunt Nancy! Not all of us believe in God, but whatever! I'll just smile and nod politely like Kevin and Kathy told me to do!)
hollybrooke: Rigby is jumping up and down on Mordecai's bed (Rigby jumping on Mordecai's bed)
It's a tad delayed, but Happy New Year to everyone!

So I made some resolutions for this year, and they are (in no particular order):
--to improve my social life. I want to meet new people and make new friends, because I unfortunately don't seem to have much of a life outside of work and the Internet. I need more in-real-life-friends.
--to improve my general health. I'm going to try to lose 50 pounds this year, not just to fit into a certain size, but at least half of this 50 pounds has come from the general stress of working at the grocery store. That's not good.
--to move the hell out. My parents and younger brother keep talking about the end of the world happening this year (which I firmly don't believe will happen), and I'm sorry, but if it does happen, I'd rather take my chances and die in the radiation than live the rest of my life in a bunker with them. I've read Anne Frank's diary. I don't want to go insane living with those morons any longer.
--to improve my art skills and get accepted into an art school with a good animation program (I'm looking at CalArts).


So, still with my boyfriend. (For the time being, anyway.) He was annoyed that I hadn't made any concrete New Year's Eve plans and that I wasn't including him in my no-plans. Uh, what? Sorry, but kind of a stupid reason to get pissed. If I hadn't really had any New Year's Eve plans, he shouldn't have taken it personally. I was perfectly content to just stay home, do some cleaning out and straightening up by myself. I kind of didn't want to be out in the cold or on the roads that night. And he knows I don't go out and party like I used to. Hell, even he admits to this. And why does he have to depend on me to have a plan? Hmm?

Well, we went out anyway, because I only knew of one shindig going on that night: Help Me Mommy's Rocky Horror New Year's Eve Show. There was a rave party going on before the show, so I figured if we're going to go out, let's just do that. And I got dressed up and did my hair and all of that. He didn't make much of an effort to get dressed up. If we're going to party, fine. I'm going to party and dance my ass off. He stuck by my side and....I'm sorry, but he can't dance worth a crap. It was kind of a pain in the ass, to be honest. And besides the fact that it was the Rocky Horror Picture Show (I really don't get to go like I used to, but we all know why I don't go as often anymore), it was kind of a crappy New Year's Eve. I wanted to chat up with some of my cast member friends after the show, but he wanted to leave right away.

He claims he had a good time. I tried, but was unsuccessful. Yep. The BF is cramping my style, and I don't like it. It's time I start looking around; hence, the resolution to improve my social life.


So....who else here thinks the world is going to end this year? Like I said, I don't. But my parents and my brother are buying into all of those dumb conspiracy theories about the December 21, 2012 thing, and sun spots, and Armageddon and the apocalypse and are actually making plans to make a freaking bunker in case the worst happens.

You want to know what I think? I think they need to turn off the H2 channel and read some actual scientific research. I don't like them watching that channel all the time. It's just going to get people riled up and anxious over nothing. If they're that concerned about sun spots and the planet going to shit, then maybe they need to start doing something to help take care of the planet. My brother used to date this girl who was all into conservation, and he always made fun of her and ragged on her for that stuff, but at least her heart was in the right place. I speak my opinion with my family, and they just laugh it off and don't take it seriously.

I think a lot of those conspiracy theories are bullshit. I think a lot of the world's weather problems are due to a shift in the axis (which happens every couple of hundred years or so). I don't think the world will end on December 21, 2012 (actually, that date has been proven to be miscalculated), and this will all be a blip. Just like Y2K was.


And not to sound too morbid, but it's time for my 2012 Celebrity Death List. (Last year was a banner year for me, actually. Eight out of my ten passed away last year. I'm lucky if one or two go.)

--Etta James
--Zsa Zsa Gabor
--Andy Griffith
--Dick Clark
--Mickey Rooney
--Kirk Douglas
--Jerry Lee Lewis
--Olivia de Havilland
--Harper Lee
--Loretta Lynn

And my wild cards (the ones whom I'm all "I can't believe they're still alive!" and probably won't go for a while longer, but you never know...):
--Hugh Hefner
--Willie Nelson
--Keith Richards


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