![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I promise to stop talking about my life and do a music post in the next few days, but I can't think fandom while I'm still trying to make it all the way through the dub of AC. I totally can't do it all in one sitting; my brain literally tries to escape from my skull unless I quell it with alcohol. This has meant that I've tried to keep track of the half-assed drinking game I've developed to make it through the dub, but honestly I just end up squinting at my scribbles and wondering what the hell I meant when I wrote SECRET WHEELCHAIR STASH, VENDING MACHINE??!! NAVEL. (2 drk)
( This doesn't have anything to do with anything, I'm just talking now. )
Have you ever just stood on the edge of a situation and known there was no possible way of avoiding it? Like, you looked at all your options and you realized that they're all the same, and that there's nothing you could do to make it any better? Considered all possible outcomes and realized that there's only one? You'd think there'd be a little bit of relief in it-- I mean, just a little, since you've at least lost the difficulty of needing to make choices, and you know what's going to happen. The devil you know versus devil you don't, or something.
But I feel like I'm standing at the top of a flight of stairs with a locked door behind me, looking down. And it's all horrible because I know that as soon as I take a step onto the stairs, I'm going to go all Fidel Castro down them. (Or Keith Richards, if that's better for you, although I didn't plan on having palm trees involved in this analogy. Actually, you know what, let's just use King Kong because everyone recognizes that. Although that means backing up and removing the stairs from the analogy and putting in the Empire State building, which is not something I want to be up on. But I didn't want to be on the stairs either except that they're metaphorical stairs and-- man, you know, this is getting way too complicated and dragging on. By this point I've already fallen down half the stairs. Tree. Building. Whatever.)
My point is, sometimes there's absolutely nothing you can do about something. And that sucks, even if you manage to work up a halfway humorous analogy about it. Thank you, drive through.
( This doesn't have anything to do with anything, I'm just talking now. )
Have you ever just stood on the edge of a situation and known there was no possible way of avoiding it? Like, you looked at all your options and you realized that they're all the same, and that there's nothing you could do to make it any better? Considered all possible outcomes and realized that there's only one? You'd think there'd be a little bit of relief in it-- I mean, just a little, since you've at least lost the difficulty of needing to make choices, and you know what's going to happen. The devil you know versus devil you don't, or something.
But I feel like I'm standing at the top of a flight of stairs with a locked door behind me, looking down. And it's all horrible because I know that as soon as I take a step onto the stairs, I'm going to go all Fidel Castro down them. (Or Keith Richards, if that's better for you, although I didn't plan on having palm trees involved in this analogy. Actually, you know what, let's just use King Kong because everyone recognizes that. Although that means backing up and removing the stairs from the analogy and putting in the Empire State building, which is not something I want to be up on. But I didn't want to be on the stairs either except that they're metaphorical stairs and-- man, you know, this is getting way too complicated and dragging on. By this point I've already fallen down half the stairs. Tree. Building. Whatever.)
My point is, sometimes there's absolutely nothing you can do about something. And that sucks, even if you manage to work up a halfway humorous analogy about it. Thank you, drive through.
