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It was an interesting night for Couch Potatoes like myself tonight. I cried twice during two different shows. Perhaps I’m becoming overly emotional in my old age, but let me explain;
There was a story on Suspicious Minds tonight, where they were talking to a family who’s son had been hit by a car on the way home from school. He ran out from behind a bus, and was killed instantly. What made me so sad was that they were interviewing his step sister, and she said “I dared him to run across the road…It was my fault”
My heart just broke for this poor girl. Her family, who were sitting by her side, asured her that it wasn’t her fault, but the look in this young girls eyes was just that of such guilt and sadness.
I was overwhelmed with tears when she herself started to cry. Every part of me wanted to reach through the television and hug this young girl. I can’t imagine the kind of pain she lives with every day, re-running the scenario in her head, over and over.
The second was a segment in a BBC show called “Life of Grime: New York”. It’s essentially about the horrors of living in New York, and follows people who are responsible for the maintance of the city.
They introduced an old biddy and her even older biddy of a mother, who had managed to acquire 40 odd cats in their apartment. The cats had become too much work for the woman, and she had organised Animal Control to come and take them away.
While being furious with the woman who let her situation get so bad, I felt so sorry for the guys who had to trap these near ferral cats. You could see they really just wanted to get them out of there, and rehomed.
But ofcourse, where do you take an army of cats that have turned pscyho because their owner has treated them like shit? The Animal Shelters were full, and they ended up euthanaising 47 cats.
I just wanted to slap this woman with all my strength. It’s one thing to neglect yourself, but to neglect her animals like she did made me sick. I was crying so much, I got the sleeve of my windcheater all snotty.
I’m not overly emotional to cry at those 2 things am I? Cats and Kids seem like appropriate things for a woman to get teary over, don’t they?
Anyway, after I finished crying, I sat around with my Kitties, brushing their coats and generally annoying them with over zealous grooming. I watched some more TV, ate a can of Stagg Chilli which claimed to be mild. My tastebuds agreed, yes it was mild. Unfortunately my arse wasn’t quite as inclined to agree. I now have a wierdly upset stomach and farts that smell like I’ve just eaten 4 million Hungry Jacks Onion Rings. You know the smell I mean, yeah? It’s unmistakable.
Nate has started boxing up all his stuff. We came to an agreement that I could keep the Christmas Tree we bought together! YAY! I’m so excited, because it’s absolutely beautiful. Luckily, anything else he’s taking will be replaced by Loz or Teeds when they move in. I’ve given him the coffee table to take with him and a few other bits and pieces which makes me look like a good mate, when really I’m just offloading crap onto him that would otherwise just hang around the house causing clutter.
Tomorrow I’m going to clean out the drawers in the lounge, move the fridge, and empty out the pantry so I can move that too.
I got lucky when I was out today, finding a gorgeous black vase for only $3 bucks. It came from this great shop in Mordialloc that is absolutely huge and they have heaps and heaps of crap, and everything is cheap like the budgie. I needed a vase to put the flowers in that Loz gave me the other night. I forgot to mention them, but they’re gorgeous!
I went and suspended my membership at the Gym for 2 months, til things are back on track and the girls are moved in, and I have a car. Otherwise, I’m paying for something that I can’t really get to to use. I’ve been really slack when it comes to the Gym lately, and haven’t been in about 3 weeks. I think I’m really feeling it too. I feel fat and bloated and less energetic than I had been. Things aren’t fitting as well as they used to. I’m hoping that when the girls move in, I’ll have a walking buddy for strolling on the beach. Bah, Winter sucks the motivation right out of me.
Inspired by the Red Paperclip guy, I’ve decided I want to trade my Nintendo 64 with 4 games for something cool. It doesn’t have to be something expensive, just something that I’ll get more use out of. Maybe something tacky or retro kitsch would be awesome. Any takers?
Originally published at pruesaysit.com. Please leave any comments there.
