I have a place to sleep, but it doesn't feel like home...

Dec 15, 2008 14:37

So like, my parents totally let me down. No surprise there. They where supposed to have gotten my room finished before I moved back home, but it doesn't seem like they've even touched it since I was last back here. There are still wall-to-wall, floor-to-ceiling boxes taking up half of the room, and to make matters worse, my parents aren't going to let me move in until they've painted the place. As of right now, all my stuff is sitting in the living room, right next to my parent's boxes of packed furniture, meaning now there is only a small aisle to walk through in order to get to the kitchen (which is a complete mess, by the way, also half blocked with boxes); the living room is entirely filled with boxes and furniture.

When did my parents buy this house and move in? Two years ago. We've been living here for two years and we still aren't unpacked. Mom seems more apathetic than ever. She told me we weren't even going to have Christmas this year. I feel like I am now charged with motivating my parents, and that it's going to be an uphill battle.

To be quite honest, the move home was something I was both looking forward to and dreading. It means that I can work towards starting my life in earnest now that I've got some college under my belt, but it also presents me with a lot of small hurdles like this one, mixed in with the large.

I feels like I've gone from living in a nice apartment to a storage shed, with all my stuff packed outside because I have no place to put it. e_e

Mom gave us an estimate that the room would be done by Wednesday. I'm going to make that my deadline before I take matters into my own hands and start putting stuff in the attic or the tiny room/hallway outside my door.

On the other hand, I can now see why my parents all but forced me to leave all of my kitchen supplies to my roommate. With every room in the house filled with boxes, we probably would not have had the room for just one box more.

On the bright side, my roommate did leave all of his DVD's behind (which he usually doesn't do), so I was able to watch one while I was waiting on my parents to come help me move. The one I chose to watch was Feast 2: Sloppy Seconds. Guess what kind of film it is. Seriously though, it has to have been one of the most amusing splatterhouse films I've had the priveledge to watch. Sure, there was the gore, the nudity, the violence and lowbrow humor, but I swear the plot played out like a roleplaying game. Watching Feast 2 was like listening to someone recount what happened to the characters in a game of All Flesh Must Be Eaten. And what characters! The actors here really played up the camp, and it looks like they had a hell of a good time doing it. They did it so well that even the horrific and discusting scenes seemed somehow amusing. Case in point being when the town ne'er-do-well utterly botches an attempt at rescuing a baby. And the grizzled old barkeep goes "That's bad, even for this bunch." Maybe you have to be a roleplayer to understand it, but looking at the movie from that angle, you can see just who the players and the NPCs are, and just how the dice falls for each action as the film progresses. If that wasn't good enough, the film seems to be a direct continuation of events in the first film, which makes me wonder if Feast 1 had the same kind of zany character antics.

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