Tonight's Plan.

Hey guys. It's been snowing all day. Le sigh. Supposed to continue throughout the week, and I am not a fan of this. Got to sleep in today though, so that was nice. Then we had the auction, which was a pretty good turn-out, even though it was snowing all night.

I did, however, get an opportunity to stand up for gay rights tonight.. and surprisingly, my little sister, Ashley, who I rarely agree with, stood up for gay rights, right alongside me. Kinda made my night better. There was a young boy and his older sister talking (friends of the family, btw) and the little boy said he didn't like his sister's tutor because he thought he was gay. I told him "There's nothing wrong with being gay, some of my very best friends are gay." Then my sister chimed in, "Yeah, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being gay, I have tons of gay friends." It was nice, for more than one reason. One, we ousted a prejudice before it could have time to start, and two me and my little sister agreed on something. The boy, I think, actually took what we said to heart, too, which was great.

And I got a card from my Papou (that's greek for grandfather, in case you didn't know).. with twenty bucks in it, which was nice.. Glad he stopped giving me checks.. He used to, but once he realized I don't cash his checks, because I like to keep them, (weird I know, but I do).. I still have checks from like, 6-8 years ago, which obviously can't be cashed now, but it's nice to hold on to.. I'm sentimental I suppose. Oh well. Right? :)

So with my twenty bucks, I went to Wal-Mart and re-bought "Anchorman" which is my favorite Will Ferrell movie.. my last copy was taken by an ex. So 1) Yay! Anchorman and 2) Haha! Got my movie back! Suck on it!

So tonight, while the snow is steadily falling, I will be watching Anchorman.. then I am going to curl up with a fantastic book. "The Passage" by Justin Cronin. It is a spectacular story, so far. The only story even comparable to this one, is "The Stand" by Stephen King.. I haven't raved about a book this much since I read that one. Big thanks to Tyler Deveny (back in the 7th or 8th grade) for letting me borrow his unabridged copy of "The Stand". Yay.

Then I'm probably gonna lay down with Gitsy and get some shut eye..

Tomorrow is Sunday, our usual production meeting day, but I don't think we are going to have one, mainly because of the snow, but also because we had a meeting Friday..

It's nice though, seeing who is dedicated to the project, and who is slacking off.. It really helps me out a lot. We are currently working on our budget goals for the Kickstarter Project..

Also, I was just made aware on Facebook, that people are changing their profile pictures to cartoons from their past, to make a statement about the on-going fight against child abuse. So I'll be rockin' the Animaniacs for a while..

And, honestly, I really feel strongly about child abuse. You guys don't know much about me, but I was raised by my grandparents. My grandmother was always sick, because she smoked. My grandfather smoked too, but he was always working, and not home a whole lot. I also grew up with my uncles living there as well. One of my uncles used to drink a lot and beat the crap out of me. I know this is a little more personal than you would probably like, and I know people in my family would get pissed if they read this, because they like to keep stuff like this under wraps.. but I have had half of my face bruised, my head put through the door of a solid oak china cabinet, my nose bloodied and broken.. You get the picture. When my grandmother became paralyzed and bed-ridden, then eventually ended up in the hospital, dying January 21, 2000-- I lived primarily with this uncle. After she died, though, I was bounced around between family members til I graduated high school and joined the Navy. Two years after joining the Navy, this same uncle was hit by a train and killed.

But life doesn't always happen this way. Sometimes, there is truly no escape for the children experiencing the abuse. And trust me when I say this, it puts a damper on the rest of your life, and no matter how much you would like to forget it, it is always there. I'm the type of person who is afraid of failing. Sometimes I am so afraid of failure that I don't even try to succeed.

If that had not been my life, I would've grown up more confidently, but at the same time, I would never have experienced what I did. I never would've grown from it. What did I get out of it? I learned that 1) Karma is a bigger bitch than you could ever be and exacting revenge is never the answer, because the universe loves you, and will take care of you in the end.. and 2) If there were more people who cared about children being abused, then maybe the world could stop it from happening. Even if it is just one child, it doesn't matter. I'd give my life to help another person live a good one.

So, sorry for the heavy ending, but it needed to be said. Some people don't understand why I say certain things, or view the world a certain way, but that's what this blog is for..

I'm here if you guys need me, but only after I get off here and watch Anchorman. :)

Lots of Lovin'.
xoxo

Comments

Kellen Abreu said…
Amen.

Childabuse is appalling. How someone could stoop so low to abusing something so sacred and precious is part of why this world (can be) such a shitty place.

I wish it could be ended completely, the sad fact is that people (while most of us look out for one another and try to protect those that need protection) will always have the few on the fringe who do things because they are wired a certain way but as Jon Stewart said "they should be scorned, not given a television show on Fox News".
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