i watched 'things to do' today with my dad. it was weird, i was expecting it to be one of those things where the character is depressed by mediocrity and so goes and reclaims life by doing exceptional things, you know? but it was more like he was depressed by a tragedy so he went and found comfort in mediocrity. he went back to is hometown and lit firecrackers and built a model plane. he didn't fall in love, he decided on a career and he caught the bus.
he did give his 99 tennis balls her got off the roof of the school to some elementary school kids. that was pretty epic. i suppose he was finding the exceptional in the mediocre. i really need to work on that.
when i was standing at the kitchen sink worrying about arielle and our last year of high school, my mom walked in and said "oh, it's you." then she unwrapped this fucking ugly dollar store hanging spinny decoration thing that my sister got at a wedding shower we went to in Byron, Ontario (that's just outside of London, it's exotic). it's this weird fake copper flower with fake blue irridescent glass and a little copper spiral hanging off the bottom from a piece of string. so she unwrapped this thing and gave me the wrapper to throw out.
i don't like stuff from dollar stores, because they're always these no-name products made by some anonymous person in some anonymous factory in asia. and the thought just makes me feel worse, because really that's how everything we ever buy is made. it's ust more obvious with dollar store products because they don't have any brand names or tags or extra information other than some random codes that only mean something in factories and to shippers. that ugly twirly flower thing has no history, as far as i can tell.
i'm intensely PMSing right now. random stuff keeps making me cry.
