Aug 22, 2005 11:50
Yeehaw. I just called the collection agency and I no longer owe money ($50) to them. So that's good news.
I called off all plans last night to watch the series finale of Six Feet Under. It was by far the saddest one ever. Ruth and Claire were both beautiful and amazing in last nights episode. Man, I was in tears several times. It's sad to see that show come to an end as they've set the bar way high. Alan Ball did an amazing job at making things come full circle. The ending was extremely sad. Beautiful job at picking the right song to end it, Sia's "Breathe Me". Everyone should have that song downloaded somewhere, it's an amazing track. All Six Feet Under fans will now take part in a major withdrawal. I'll probably watch this season again, since I've taped them. I want a Ted in my life. I got jealous. Claire loses her brother, treats Ted like shit, she went on a drinking binge, called him nasty names, and what does Ted do? He STAYS BY HER SIDE. I know it's just a show but you relate so well, I know I did. My Sundays will be so empty now.
Before the finale I was watching this 9/11 thing on National Geographic. The killers practiced cutting the throats of camels, as a training for when they had to do it on the commercial flights. What a sick existence those people are living in. Which reminds me of a quote from Claire. She comes home because Ted brings her home because she was drunk at work and at the funeral home is a mother and daughter who just lost their son. The daughter helps the son kill himself because he's lost three appendages. So their vehicle is this huge SUV with one of those Support our troops ribbons on the back. This is basically what Claire has to say...
"Support our troops? What a bunch of bullshit. Why don't you try driving something that doesn't require so much gas for starters. Yea we wouldn't want to offend anybody while they're supporting our troops. Dozens of fucking Iraqis are still dying every day. The whole world hates us for going in there in the first place and terrorists are still gonna be blowing shit up in this country for the next hundred years, and the best thing she can think to do about it is put a sticker on that enormous shitbox.
You know they still bring the wounded soldiers back at night so the press can't even film it and nobody sees. American citizens are still getting fucked up everyday and they don't even tell us and it's all so you can put gas in this enormous fucking car of yours. It keeps everybody feeling real AMERICAN!!"
It was a great scene.
This morning I woke up to an ant problem. I sat down at my desk and I felt this pinching on my foot. So I check and it's an ant, and several hundreds. So I have the rats to thank for stashing food. Mostly Louie. So I played God and killed all the ants. It had to be done.
P.S. Anyways, have fun counting the support our troops ribbons.