I was walking into Target and some guy asked me if I knew
the area. He asked me about the roads, if it was Montgomery or Dobbin, and I
immediately knew that he was looking for the Columbia location, not the
Ellicott City one we were currently in. Shopping is one of my biggest thrills
(even though it’s for basics like toilet paper and groceries). So at that
moment I felt like a woman. Then I gave him directions to the Columbia Target,
using directional words and names of roads. So I felt like a man.
Another thrill has been rewatching season 3 of the Vampire
Diaries. This show has amazing storytelling, with so many interesting
characters and their lives and desires interweaving in unforeseen ways. There
was one scene, though, that really made it hard for me to suspend disbelief and
just distracted me from the heart of the episode. Here there are vampires,
werewolves, witches. At the beginning of the season, the werewolf kid reveals
to his mom his bizarre curse, and he does this by putting her in this weird
dungeon place where he can transform during the full moon and hopefully not
hurt anyone else. The mom is forced to stay there through the entire night and
witness how her only child transforms into a horrible, savage animal. No doubt
she was scared. I’m a very sympathetic person, so I kept thinking: “If I were
in a cage all night, I wouldn't care if my son were a werewolf - all I’d be
able to think about was needing to pee.”
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| Tyler's mother went through something no parent should ever have to endure: She unexpectedly had to spend 12 hours without a toilet. |
For that reason, this was the scariest episode of the series.
Then we watched the Avengers, and they put Loki in this
super cage prison thing. If he tried to escape from the virtual bubble, he
would plummet to a sure death. Natasha asked me where he was going to pee.
Another thrill I used to get was going to church. I used to
love thanking God, praying, and in general thinking about all of the blessings
he gives us. But now all I do is fight with my three-year-old son. So now that
thrill is more like angry shudder.
And I’m working on a young adult novel. That’s pretty cool.
