Yeah I'm putting Farscape in the
freezer. *Pathetic whimper* It's too much! It's all cartoons and hilariousness and then you just get gutted - I can't take the emotional rollercoaster anymore! It's too exciting and scary and sad. The freezer will fix things, the freezer aaalways fixes things. Or atleast makes them go away for a while until I can deal. Now I just need to distract myself so I don't think about it for a little while, and then I can go on. *Nods*
Atleast my illusive package arrived yesterday, so I can focus on properly killing zombies now that I have a gun (with an annoyingly clicky trigger, but maybe that's how the real ones are too? *shrugs*) and punch people in the groin (I got boxing gloves. I liiike Wii Boxing. I get to hit people! :D). Appearantly 25 years of being a pacifist have built up some aggressions. Guess maybe I should have thrown rocks right back at the bullies in grade school, but everyone patted me on the head when I turned the other cheek and I liked that. I was such a teacher's pet... Oh well.