Friday, January 06, 2006

No One Let the Cat Out of the Bag

There's a line from that Verve song "The Drugs Don't Work" about Richard Ashcroft's dying mother in the hospital where he compares her to "a cat in a bag, waiting to drown". I had been feeling real down yesterday because of school, and they're not promoting me to any bartending shifts at work, and the 18 year old seems to be all over me and I realized I don't think I've ever been in love and maybe I never will be so yeah, that's how I felt yesterday. Like that damn powerless cat in a bag, waiting to drown. So Sophie gets home yesterday and she's all bubbly cuz SHE'S been in love and is still getting post divorce sex which I guess is great, and she asked me what was wrong. I started to say, 'I feel like a cat..." but then I stopped myself because even the visual of a cat in a bag would be too much for Sophie so instead I said, "I feel like a cat... at the vet's office. You know, because they don't know what's going on and it's kind of scary." So Sophie smiles and I swear to god says, "Look at the bright side. At least the cat is at the vet, so it's going to get help." She then nodded real slow in affirmation of her great insightfulness. I swear that bitch is gonna get slapped. I want a roommate who's not my friend and doesn't care about what kind of day I'm having. If I wanted advice I'd fuck Dr. Phil. Ew.

Oh, Bonnie called me at 3 AM freaking out because of that movie, "Capturing the Freidmans" so she made me rent it and watch it because "she didn't know if he was guilty or not!" And "I can't sleep 'till I know!" And "The baby!" And something about Footloose but that's where she lost me. Bonnie, he's totally guilty. Not of molesting ALL the boys- but one or two. You see, the thing about sexual abuse cases back then was that therapists didn't properly know how to get information out of kids who were allegedly abused, so some of the memories were inadvertantly put there. At the same time, that doesn't mean because some of the boys were lying that all of them were. He (the dad) definiteley had the typical behavior that child molesters have, (ie kiddie porn in the basement) and it wouldn't surprise me if something inappropriate did happen. For me, the movie was more about the system, the law and the shoddy investigation than about his guilt. I can say that as a victim of sexual abuse, thank you very much. Oh, I forgot- Sophie hates it when I talk about being molested so when she reads this she'll start to cry. Suck it up, Sophie, I'm over it. Oh and by the way Sophie... in the song, the cat dies.

Alright, off to work. Jean said she might come visit me tonight. I hope so because I'd like to see her.

Bye, Bloggie

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