Whenever I am really depressed, OMWF really....validates my depression in a bizarrely uplifting way. It's like taking a downer and an upper all at once.
It does yet does not help.
Strangely enough, I am not at all ambivalent about liking OMWF. I really do!
I'm always earwormed with "Going Through the Motions" when work is bad enough that I'm sending out resumes or considering doing so.
Geek confession: "Walk Through the Fire" is something I watch when I am really depressed. It's like, well, things sucks, but at least I wasn't reanimated form Heaven to get into endless fights with ev...wait, student loans.
Hmm. Except for the "dead Chosen one" part, I'm kinda Season 6 Buffy! Coo -- oh. Shit.
Hey, where's my hot vampire pain-guilt sex?!
Yes, and I'm downright cranky, thinking about it.
I want a refund.
Can we have hot vampire pain-guilt sex cabana boyz? They can live in the sunless smoking speakeasy.
I have a very needy, clingy, stinky kitten.