I’ve more or less moved back to blogspot, so I’m currently using cheesycoffeecat.blogger.com instead.
Just, you know, FYI.
I’ve more or less moved back to blogspot, so I’m currently using cheesycoffeecat.blogger.com instead.
Just, you know, FYI.
Mr. Robot is seriously the best shows I’ve watched in a long time! I couldn’t stop watching, can’t stop obsessing and are eagerly waiting next weeks episode.
The whole feel and look of the show is amazing, it instantly draws you in. Really dark vibes with shots of well-placed bits of quirk and atmosphere. The characters and actors are so on point, especially the main character Elliot played by Rami Malek. He is nothing short of amazing.
And also (shout out to my home Sweden) Martin Wallström is brilliantly creepy as the character Tyrell Wellick, He too is amazing.
Cool to see Christian Slater in a well-written role, which he pulls off perfectly as well!
The only character I really don’t like is Angela, played by Portia Doubleday. She just feels like the, you know, typical sweet as candy, pure as an angel and the standard girl next door. I really hope she gets her hands a bit dirtier in the future, that would make her feel more real.
I’m a huge fan on Suburgatory, so it was a real treat to find Carly Chaikin here, playing a much darker character than in her Suburgatory phase, love her character Darlene so much. She knows what’s up.
The show really fucks with your head on so many levels. I trust no one and nothing.
I could ramble on about this show forever, but it’s closing in on 4 in the morning here in good old Sweden, so I think I’m going to try and catch some sleep instead.
Okay, so today’s topic might be a little bit to real quite frankly, but I want to write if off so screw it.
I had a blazing self-realization the other day. One that I sort of laughed off and sort off scared me. You see, I’ve been dealing with body issues, stress, expectations and social anxieties my whole life, since my early teenage-years. And I’ve always had a really strange way of coping with it all. When I’m too stressed out, I put my fingers down my throat and I throw everything up. Repeatedly. Sometimes I buy loads and loads of food/snacks/whatever first, and sometimes it’s just normal food. I don’t allow myself to ever think about this behavior, it’s just something I do when everything is crashing.
I haven’t told anyone about this. Except for this internet-friend I had a couple of years back, who lived on the other side of the earth. Back in the day when Msn messenger was the best thing ever. She had this theory that I did this to myself in order to take control over something, that I felt so utterly powerless when the stress came rolling over me that I did this to remain grounded. She then said that she thought I was bulimic and that I should talk to someone. I couldn’t deal with that either, so I just stopped talking to her.
Sometimes it’s been multiple times a day, sometimes it’s just a couple of times a week. It all depends on how the universe is rolling.
I remember this one time when I still lived at home. I was forced to take this really socially dependent job because of my family (“you’re brother and sister is working there, so you will like it too!”) and it crushed me. I threw up absolutely everything for a couple of days. Until one day I collapsed. I passed out, hit my head at the wall and felt shitty for days. Faked a fever with my parents and boy was I convincing.
Anywhoo. I’m still doing it all the time. I’m doing slightly better with the whole social aspect, even though I’m still terribly introvert. I have a stressful and social job, which is really fun most of the time. But it’s really draining, exhausting and painful too. Right now, I can’t hang out with my friends as much as I want to because i’m too tired after work. But it’s fun at the same time.
I’m at a extremely high pressured phase right now, so I’m throwing up all the time. A lot of the times there’s blood  mixed in with the vomit. I’m sorry I’m not trying to be gross, just writing down my thoughts.
I’ve been turning to google, to forums and doing some research. All the signs point to bulimia, but I don’t think I’m bulimic. I refuse to see it that way. The worst part is that when reading this, I know it’s sad and fucked up. I know. But I really don’t want to stop.
Just had to get this off my chest, now I’ll continue watching Jurassic Park before bedtime.
In my swedish blog I do this monthly thing where I post the movies I’ve watched during the month, So I thought I’d bring that fancy tradition this way!
So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you: “Movies of the month: May”!
I watched a lot of movies this past month. I was sick a couple of days and pretty much lived on my couch. I watched 33 new movies this month.
Top 6:
Okay, so I’m a massive nerd (or as one of my all time favorite movies taught me, I’m an imagineer ). I follow way too many tvshows, watch way too many movies (will make a entry regarding that later). The tern “fangirl” make is sound like I’m a 12 year old girl crushing over Justin Bieber or whoever kids are swooning over these days. But I am, I am a 26 year old fangirl. Ugh.
Anywhoo, there’s nothing I love more than when fandoms collide. When our favorite people start hanging out. I love the bromance between Stephen Amell, Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles so very much. Will forever be thankful to Stephen Amell for pushing Jared to become more active on facebook!
And I (of course) also love and support the fight. Always keep fighting.
hey kids. So let’s get real for a second. I have a confession to make. I pretty much suck at using wordpress! My swedish blog is at a portal called blogg.se, my other english blog is at blogger and other than that tumblr is the shit.
So I have a few questions!
Where do you find awesome, free themes? Can you go into old school html-mode to change the theme as you please? Â how do you follow tags (can you follow tags?) ? How to find awesome blogs to follow?
If anyone out there holds the key to the WordPress secrets, don’t be a rabid porcupine; sharing is caring!
So, I’m lazy as hell today. A printscreen from my recent tumblr-post will have to do! All true, all sad. Or funny.
I’m focusing really hard, pondering something fun to write about. But my head is way too Netflix today! Been binging “Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidth” all day (while doing laundry in my creepy-ass basement. So I’ve been running down three flights of really long stairs every now and then. Does this count as going to the gym? I think it should!). I really like the show, the pilot was kind of so-so, but guys: it gets better!
Okay, so I feel like teenager saying this (well not really, since the teenage version of myself spent most weekends locked in my room playing videogames and watching movies. Pretty much like my so called adult self I guess. Huh, that’s a sad realization for you.) but I’m really looking forward to this weekend, because I am going to get so fucking drunk. Much like Alice did in her venture to Wonderland, I too will go down that rabbit hole. My version might just be like a manhole or something, but whatever.
I’ve had an exhausting week (Do I really have to be adult? Like seriously, I just want to sit in my apartment, play videogames, eat chocolate, drink wine and cuddle with my cats. Why work, why?) so I can’t wait to get together with my weirdos this weekend.