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For the amazing, kind and comforting words! I've said it before and I'll say it again: I have the best friends in the world, and I'm grateful for each and every one of you every day of my life! Huge hugs!

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Peace, Ghani
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Nine: Okay, so I liked it. Really liked it, actually. Sue me. Daniel Day Lewis was his usual unusual self (he's an alien, I swear! Or... some sort of strange primordial force!) The musical numbers were gorgeously done, Marion Cotillard was touching and beautiful and owned my favorite number, the angry strip tease! An underrated movie with an undeservedly bad reputation. Granted, I don't really care for Fellini, so I didn't really care whether or not it was like him. (If you're going to use symbolism, isn't it antithetical to use it like a blunt instrument? I'm looking at you, too, Kurosawa!)

Terminator Salvation: ZOMG, someone made a movie out of Terminator fanfic! Seriously, I didn't dislike it, but... didn't it seem like the premise of a fanfic plot to anyone else? Especially in the fact that it centers on an OC who touches and saves the life of every iconic, major character, gets a bitchin' gorgeous girlfriend, is half-awesomely kickass robot who overcomes his programming or destiny or whatever and makes the ultimate sacrifice at the end? I liked Marcus, but found that I kept wanting more of Kyle, and John and Kate. Especially Kyle because, jeez, Anton Yelchin is awesome, peeps!

True Blood 3x02: Spoilers )

Peace, Ghani
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So. I never really understood it when I was little, the other kids who didn't have parents who resented both Mother's and Father's Day with a fiery passion. Father's and Mother's Day is to those who have lost their parents what Valentine's Day is to the lonely people except... we don't get another chance, we can't make it right. That's an extremely depressing thought but... there you go.

I haven't talked about my father in a while. I have plenty of friends on my flist who didn't know me back when he was alive, and don't know my situation or how I felt about him. It's... complex. My father was an alcoholic, and not a friendly or funny kind (if that really exists, and I from personal experience doubt it seriously). We were always too much alike. Our matching personalities were like... lit matches on gasoline. There are times when I genuinely still believe I incited him, and it was my fault, one of our fights (and I'll use that word instead of describing what happened). Classic adult child of an alcoholic attitude, I realize, but no amount of doctors telling me otherwise are ever going to shake the guilt of it from me.

He was wonderful when I was little. He loved having me around, reading to me, buying me toys. I was sort of a... last ditch effort for my parents to have a kid; I was their third and am eight years younger than my sister, the second youngest member of our family. My father really seemed to relish the role of parent again: he encouraged me to draw, to write, as he had always wanted, did these things with me, watched cartoons with me, talked with me, played with me. When I was nine something happened that changed our relationship for the worse forever. And, no, I'm not going to go into it right now.

He was always so unhappy. He was such a remarkable person trapped in such a demanding and unremarkable life. He wasn't resentful as such, just... stressed and displeased. His own parents had never wanted children (and had told him so!) and I felt sometimes like... he didn't know how to be a father. As he got older, the... sense of detachment grew between us. (This is just an excuse on my behalf because he sure did treat me like a beloved daughter when I was younger and he was sober). So it comes back to the alcohol, his escape from his unhappiness and the thing that made his home life completely unhappy.

This makes it sound like it was all bad. My dad had... the most wicked and amazing sense of humor. He had the most beautiful smile, which I gladly inherited from him. He was talented, artistic, creative. It was the best feeling in the world, making him laugh. Sometimes, he'd just spontaneously hug me and tell me how incredible I was, which just made me feel like the most special person in the universe. That was my real father, the one the alcohol was warping and suppressing. And that's how I want to remember him, even if it's hard sometimes with all the bad blood left between us.

He was diagnosed with emphysema right after my mom suddenly and unexpectedly passed away in August 2004. He developed pneumonia in October and had a brief stay in the hospital. He spent my birthday in his room with the door closed. He was willing himself to die, both my sister and I knew that. He caught a chest infection again in November and was back in intensive care in the hospital. Maybe I was naive to believe he was coming home again. He spent thanksgiving in the hospital; we watched Bond movies on Spike TV together, because it was one of the three channels he got in his room. I had a Christmas present under the tree when he went on life support for good a week and a half before Christmas. We knew his wishes and, well, that was that.

My father was brilliant. He told the most amazing stories, one that made me laugh and smile. He always wanted to be a writer and cartoonist, made me little books when I was small. I read my first book to him. He read to me every night. He had a passion for original comic art, took me out of school to take me to the Met and the Museum of Natural History, took me into the city to see movies that weren't opening anywhere else, encouraged me to follow my artistic passions. He wanted me to be happy in ways he had never been. He took me to church on Christmas Eve and then drove me around to look at all of the best Christmas lights. And I love him forever for it.

I heard this song right before we made the decision to end life support. It made me cry and cry and now always reminds me of him: Wires by Athlete

Do me a favor, flist: If you can, hug your dads extra tight for me today. And if you can't, if we're in the same boat or maybe circumstances have made it impossible for you to be close with your dads, I give you hugs! Extra large bear hugs, like my dad would have done.

Peace, Ghani
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It is true that I just cannot see myself objectively anymore. I've had friends who have said that they didn't even notice my skin condition, even after spending days with me, and I'd like to believe that. But when I look in the mirror, it's all I see, creeping all over my skin (it now covers about 70-75% of me) and I leave, well, to be gross about it, skin shavings wherever I sit. I could deal, I do deal, even though shaving my legs inevitably leads to bleeding skin and scratching can lead to an accidental peeling. (Ew. Yes, even for the person it's happening to, that's a little TMI, LOL!)

So, when I go out and am actually managing to ignore it, I don't want to answer questions like, no, it's not poison ivy, okay? And... I'm not even sure that commenting on how fine it is (like sand, according to my hair stylist, and I use that term loosely) is a... compliment? She said it three times! That's just... bad manners to me. Though I suppose I prefer it to the usual stare I get, though the stare I can at least convince myself is in my mind. Sighs.

I guess it all comes down to, what happened to manners? A kid asked my sister the other day why she "sounded like an alien," and then mugged and laughed. She sent him to sit in the corner of the room because it had already been explained that she was deaf and he was just trying to be a little snot. Don't these people's parents teach them anything? Shakes head.

Peace, Ghani
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Why... so little Caspian, guys?! Not blaming the luscilicious Ben Barnes for the unsuccess of Prince Caspian are you? 'Cause he's a big part of why I'm excited for this movie (but then, I loved Prince Caspian, so...)

Peace, Ghani
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LOST deaths by [livejournal.com profile] paperedglory

Spoilers, naturally!

Peace, Ghani
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So... I've been sort of absent lately, and that's mostly because I've just felt sort of blah lately, between the heat and just general anxiety issues. Went to get my hair cut last Friday; my sister's regular hairdresser was snotty to her and I ended up with just some random woman who... really didn't seem to know what she was doing. Needless to say, it doesn't look great (which is why no pictures, when you got such lovely ones of me back in December!)

I also realized that I've basically lost all of that built up immunity I've had for going out in public, which is depressing, honestly. I used to go on trips to see my friends and do a modest amount of shopping. Sighs. I suppose, when things even out again with both mine and my sister's lives, I can start the process of building it up again, but... there it is, le sigh.

Shutter Island: A Short Review - Spoilers )

Night at The Museum 2: An Even Shorter Review - Hank Azaria, I love you! Greek kick-ass power! The movie was cute, though I'm not sure why the filmmakers thought kids'd be so captivated by the romance between Larry and Amelia Earhart. A nice way to spend a couple of hours, not outstanding but pleasant.

Alice in Wonderland - You Guessed It, A short Review - Loved it. Was surprised at how much I loved it, even though everyone I know recommended it. I adore Mia Wasikowska. Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter was excellent!

Haven't gotten out to see any of the summer movies (see: above). Was hoping to see Prince of Persia or A-Team (my childhood demanded it!), but it didn't happen. Last Air Bender is still on the horizon and of course Harry Potter!

True Blood 3x01: spoilers )

Doctor Who: Love, love, love the new season. Matt Smith, you are a wonder! And to think I ever doubted you or Karen Gillan! It took a bit for the season to get going, in my opinion, but it's been absolutely divine since "Time of the Angels"! Oh and River Song! I could not love you more, though I already do from what I knew of you in last season, and I'd thought that was impossible back then!

Peace, Ghani
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Game of Thrones teaser...



UPDATE: Hi-res stills from the trailer are HERE and there is now a new still from the show, a character shot of Sean Bean as Eddard, squee (clicky on the thumbnail):


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Peace, Ghani

w00t!

Jun. 13th, 2010 04:48 pm
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The True Blood "preshow" tonight is going to include a preview of Game of Thrones, FTW!

SOURCE. I don't care if it shows nothing, it'll just be exciting to hear it officially in an announcement, you know? Though I can't wait for that first footage either!

Peace, Ghani
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Jen!

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Wishing you lots of joy and fun on your special day. But not this much!


Peace, Ghani
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New, "ultimate" True Blood season 3 trailer:



Peace, Ghani
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I love Jimmy Kimmel, for reals. His love of LOST is epic, and the skits he does are awesome, but I must say I actually prefer this to any of the "alternate endings" he had on finale night. The ones where they have the other character's reaction are priceless, and it's even better when they find a sentence with an 'F' verb!

Peace, Ghani
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LOST series finale. No bitching here--it was AWESOME! I'm still crying. Lovely, Cuse and Lindelof, simply lovely. Now excuse me, I have to curl up in the fetal position and cry a little more.

Peace, Ghani

So. Yeah.

May. 19th, 2010 02:33 pm
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I haven't been around much, which is my shame. I... just don't even know what's going on anymore. It started with my stomach, and that got pretty nasty (with a night spent throwing up in colors that you never ever want to see leaving your mouth) and that remained hurty, but now it's not just that, be it ulcer or not, but a severe lack of sleep. It's like I'm going through a breakdown in slow motion. (Quite a bit like it actually.)

I'm trying to pull myself out of it, but the physical symptoms and mainly the sleep deprivation just sort of keeps sinking me back down. and I got my period on top of everything, joy! Aunt Flo is always a welcome addition to any crappy situation! xP

Anywho, this is what's been going on, and I'm sorry if I've been a nonentity lately. Hugs to you all!

Peace, Ghani
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Peace, Ghani
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Moe!

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Have the bestest birthday evah!

Gif-a-palooza behind ze cut! )


Peace, Ghani
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Your result for The Doctor Who Companion Test...

Romana II

You are Romana II. While you still retain all your knowledge from the Academy, your time spent traveling with The Doctor has mellowed you a bit, and you and The Doctor now get along quite well. The Doctor also greatly enjoys your company - you're smart enough to keep up with him, but are no longer the brash young know-it-all of your previous incarnation.

Unfortunately, all that mellowing has also caused you to become a bit more dependent upon The Doctor than you might like - you seem to be getting captured by monsters more and more these days. Still, you know how to enjoy yourself, and will probably stick around for the time being.

Take The Doctor Who Companion Test at OkCupid



YAY!

Peace, Ghani
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And in your honor, I have collected some of my favoritest fan vids for some of our favoritest couples! Check 'em out behind ze cut!

A very happy fannish b-day! )


Peace, Ghani
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Name your five favorite spaceships.

1- Moya, Farscape. Sure, lots of spaceships can be considered a part of the cast, because they have so much character. But I can promise, save for a few rare examples, that is never as true as it is with Moya. Literally a member of the cast, Moya, a "Leviathan", a species of living ships, actually goes through character development, gives birth during the course of the series and loses her son. So sad. A more awesome ship? Not many.

2- Satellite of Love, Mystery Science Theatre 3000. AKA the SOL, a joke that it took me forever to get, I am ashamed to admit! Looking like a giant dog bone (watch out for those demon dogs!) and consisting seemingly of two rooms (unless you count Servo's bedroom from the movie) and one veeerrrrry long corridor, it's a thing of beauty!

3- Serenity, Firefly/Serenity. The one spaceship I'd truly want to live in. I love the design inside and out, I love their cute little bunks and the mess! It just all looks so... comfortable!

4- Millennium Falcon, Star Wars. Coolest. Spaceship. Ever.

5- Event Horizon, Event Horizon. Scariest spaceship ever! Gothic design with that pale, almost sickly futuristic lighting. Of course, it drags anyone on it to hell, but that just makes it cooler!

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