Memoirs of the Angst-Bitch

So I am currently feeling ill and scared and "omg we're all going to die" about the state of the world, especially a certain Korean country that isn't south. I hate it. I need to learn to accept the things I can't change, but I'm still terrified.

I also realize I have completely lost my will to speak with people like a civil person. I don't know if it's just me getting old and cranky or if there's some deeper reason. I just know that I have a shorter fuse. I'm also trying very hard to stop telling people I know how they feel since I think it comes across as selfish and like I don't actually care about their pain when all I'm trying to do is form some manner of solidarity. But as it usually just makes people more upset or makes them try to "outdo" me more or less with even worse stories, I'm going to give it up. All and all, I'm really sorry if I'm being a bitch to anyone. I'm trying to stop it, but I'm just too worked up by so many things to have my usual cool.

In good news, I saw Merlin. In bad news, let's face it, the show is terrible. This does not mean I won't watch it. I love Arthur and Merlin, I love Giles as Arthur's father, I love John Hurt as the Great Dragon and I love how very period but corny it feels. It's too bad the writing is just so damn lame. But I can deal for Arthur and Merlin. This show is now my summer guilty pleasure.