Find Me Serenity

Today is one of those days when my mixed up personality really reveals itself. Most of the day I will be spending watching NFL playoffs, while I read comics and possibly cook something yummy that I am currently concocting mentally. At some point I will be hanging out with friends playing tabletop games, possibly while an NFL game plays on the TV in the background. And then tonight is the premiere of Sherlock which will challenge my newly formed “old woman” personality who cannot stay up past 9:00 p.m. (Sherlock starts at 10:00 p.m. and runs for just over 2 hours).

This morning I have been cleaning and organizing while listening to music and then watching hockey when that started. As I organized myself I wondered just how OCD it makes me that I do everything in a certain order. Emptying the dishwasher, washing dishes, even putting my vitamins in a daily dosage container, all done with a certain purpose and logic that probably only I understand. 

By the way I read Juan Pablo Galavis’s apology yesterday and I am still not okay with him. The truth is, he said dumb things about a dumb show he’s on, and no one should really care but, we do. The problem I have with the apology is that his clarification made things no better. Stereotyping is still stereotyping, no matter which word you mixed up in translation – perverted vs promiscuous – what you’re saying is, it is okay for the straight people, but nobody wants to see the gays like that. (Did you know that gay porn has the highest views in Uganda? Yes, Uganda, where they kill you for simply texting another man to say you want to be with him).

Also, no amount of rehab for alcohol abuse is going to make you less crazy, or less misinformed, Mr. Rodman.

Today I made a promise on the NaNoWriMo site that I would edit and refine the novel I wrote in November. That is a steep task. I think I’m up for the challenge though.