"Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower.
Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn.
Lock 'em in a uniform, book burning, blood letting.
Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a motive, light a candle. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel, crush, crush. Uh-oh. This means
No fear, cavelier, renegade, steer clear.
A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.
You offer me solutions and offer me alternatives
And I decline."
I thought of a lot of songs to "celebrate" the holiday with, but ended up deciding on this one. There's a lot of meaning in it for me, for everybody, if you look closely. That's all I'm gonna say on the subject.
Well, that, and: Don't bug me about whether the lyrics are right. This is how I hear them, this is how I write them. Besides, I only listen to the Great Big Sea cover of the song. The original version is too... slow.
As you may have noticed, Kay woke up today. Yes, I'm still at the hospital. After some debating, I finally decided to tell my mom the truth, or at least part of it. She almost didn't believe me when I said a friend had been seriously injured and hospitalized, but I absolutely wasn't taking no for an answer. I said before that I wasn't leaving before Kay woke up, and that still stands. I'm still not sure if I should go yet, honestly, but I'll see what happens.
As for the stuff we did... Yeah, it's unbelievable. But so are a lot of things about the world we live in. For my part, I will say that it's something I've done before, I'll probably do it again in my lifetime, and it does have a fact-based explanation, but I don't want to get into that because it will turn this post into a combination philosophy/metaphysics lecture. So even if I had the inclination to explain a thought process even I can barely wrap my head around, I honestly don't have the energy today. Just... suffice it to say that this is one of the reasons I was so excited when I met AmalgamationSage. Kay too, but mostly Sage. He... clarified a lot of things for me.
Frig, I'm so damn tired.
On that note, for those who haven't figured it out, I should probably mention that tired + irritated = explosion waiting to happen. Last night, Black Leaf was the unfortunate recipient of my wrath, although my small tirade was more directed at bloggers in general. I've said it before: the situation with Zero requires delicacy and subtlty. But did anyone listen? I'm sorry, BL, I'm sure you're a nice guy and all. But you'd think that, of all people, a former proxy would know most of all that there is never no hope, never no point. I mean, come on!
But Val! You flipped out when it looked like Reach was going nuts!
"GoING" is the key word here, kiddies. Sometimes, if you catch it early enough, a hard enough knock to the skull can do the trick. Zero, on the other hand, is so far gone that any hard knocks will just send him deeper into oblivion.
And for further evidence of what should and should not be done, take a look at the behavior of the people who actually knew Zero. Take a good, long look at how they're talking to him, at how they're taking the situation.
Stop a minute, use your brain, and think about why that might be.
Then, think about why it might be a good idea to follow their example.
As for the rest... I don't even know. Everything's going to hell in a handbasket so damn fast... Blog-jacking seems to be the theme today, although given the holiday, maybe I shouldn't be surprised.
Damn. I think I used up all my remaining energy getting pissed off yesterday. Today, I can't bring myself to care about a thing, except Kay.
Goodnight, everybody. Here's hoping the jokes lightened the mood for at least a few people.