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just you try and stop me.

so, random reader, i am still alive and breathing. it took a lot of tears (most of them swallowed, causing mild nausea), and a worrying lack of eating and sleeping before things began to settle again, and settle they did. unfortunately, a brief spate of bad depression had to be endured before my mind righted itself, and the worst thing about that low was that i was completely aware of what i was doing. unpleasant, yes. normally you're numbed to all things mundane when your mental health is at risk-level, but this time i knew i had to get myself out of it, and i knew i could make myself better. thanks to a little help from my other half and several other dear friends, i managed to make it back up to the surface.

and it seems that i'm better than ever! i made my own food (shock), cleaned myself up (shock), tidied my room (triple hxc shock) and made social plans for this evening (yes, another shock). a cleaning party for two has been arranged for the next obstacle: the kitchen (dread). i prefer cleaning in twos, though. we're all in this together, battling the balrog, etc.

apart from that, i'm taking a brief hiatus from most things virtual at the moment (exceptions include fleeting visits to social networking sites, blogging and dlsing). if i appear to be online at a given time, ASSUME OTHERWISE. i'm probably not in the mood to talk. nothing personal. true to my.. endearing custom, i may disappear without warning. likewise, nothing personal.



IN OTHER NEWS:
something fun for 2010?
tim burton's version of alice in wonderland, with johnny depp as the mad hatter (er.. let's pray that it isn't yet another jack sparrow-esque performance. the first four* were lovely, we are ready for change), alan rickman as the caterpillar (fuck yeah. fucking adore alan rickman.) AND stephen fry as the cheshire cat.

i do, however, have my doubts. it has the potential to turn into another nightmare before christmas, ie: emo fangirls with merchandise glued to their persons and ridiculously goffic / tweenaged target audience. please, mister burton, make it delicious.

www.hecklerspray.com:
"Well, since Alice in Wonderland is a Tim Burton movie that stars Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter, it’s probably fair to describe it as Charlie And The Chocolate Factory but without all the boring parts where people break into song for no reason. Or, if you’re feeling kinder, Sweeney Todd but without all the boring parts where people break into song for no reason. Or, if you’re feeling kinder still, The Corpse Bride but without all the boring parts where people break into song for no reason.

Unless in Alice In Wonderland people do break into song for no reason. In which case we’re all buggered."

while i disagree with most of this rather mordant remark made by an unnamed author (being a huge fan of the corpse bride and - to a lesser extent - sweeney todd, and charlie and co.), i grew progressively more worried as i pondered the complexities of this overtly-aggressive piece of literature. yes, i do understand that disney's rather wonderful take on alice was filled with cheery and colourful songs, but it would most certainly disturb me to have dear johnny, alan and stephen warbling along to "you can learn a lot of things from the flowers". no, thank you. i would prefer a truly insane hat-wearing tea-junkie, a huge, introspective and slightly dazed insect, and a crazed, riddle-loving catperson, PLEASE. nothing would please me more.

the image of johnny depp on an emoteen's t-shirt haunts my thoughts.

then again. alan rickman as the caterpillar and stephen fry as the cheshire cat. it could be, for lack of a better word, FUCKING EPIC.


i'm hungry, again, so i'm going to fly. expect some more of these er, brusque blogs in future. i'm working on improving myself, and it takes time and effort.

wish me luck. ♥


* i may be biased, but in my opinion, depp's portrayal of willy wonka reminded me a little too much of cap'n jack sparrow. but that might be just me.