Tonight’s Episode

Yesterday, I put my earrings back in after not wearing them for a year.

I have been in various degrees of defensive dress for a while.

It’s Enough. You Potato.

I look much better with them in. I’m sorry if earrings offend you, it is not really my choice.

Pardon me- My earlobes aren’t as cute as they used to be-uh!

It’s fine!

Be happy your ears are still cute, Bitch.

Tonight’s episode is Sacrifice, Season 3. 🔥

I probably won’t be able to stay awake. 🌕

Please have a good week, please. 🌹

Last Night

I had a very long dream. I was a kid again, which always makes me uncomfortable.

It was all an Experiment.

We were in this large group and there was a separate group of adult researchers.

It was very Inventing Anna meets The Lord of the Flies

I can only remember the last scene.

All the testing up until this point had been above the board, and trust had been built.

We are taken to a beach-front building that had a wall open to the ocean.

The Tide was coming in.

I did not know how I knew what was happening, but I knew for a fact that the researchers were about to turn physically violent.

I woke up right after that.

The last thing I saw were the researchers swimming out, all of them gleeful.

And a bunch of oblivious test subjects who had no idea what was coming.

I watched a YouTube video yesterday about a social experiment.


I’m feeling this.

I was not starting.

what I meant to say was


Just a pretty man in a corset. (Corset? Probably not the right word, have mercy.)

That’s how you get a dollar fifty is what that is.

I do have a Jackson Wang joke,

Imagine we’re playing i’d rather.

“I would rather get in an actual sword fight with Jackson Wang.”

It’s funny to me!

(Hint- I would Not)


Shouldn’t you be awake or asleep or some shit?


I’m watching it again.

Tonight’s Episode

Will be The Quest,


🎶oh I just can’t wait to be Queen🎶

followed by A Neccesary Evil

Join me, won’t you?

I have got to start going to bed earlier.

Don’t be an insomniac, you guys.

For Cereal.

A Necessary Evil is all about the way Callisto looks at Gabrielle right after she bashes Her.

Right Here.

It gets me every time. I know I’m repeating myself and I do not care.

And we are remembering that she actually had the shot, and had mercy.

don’t mess with Gabrielle. She will shove that stick so far- you know whAt? I’m leaving.


“That was good.”


I’m not on anyone’s side,

I am not on anyone’s side…

He did laugh at the joke.

That probably hurt, both of them. That could easily make me lose my composure.

I’m ignorant, I thought Jada wore her hair short because it suits her. Had know clue. I just thought it was fierce.

I don’t want to look into if Mr. Rock knew of Her condition. and what he meant by the joke, the spirit counts for a lot.


Wait for me please.

People who have never seen that movie and have only ever heard lesbians and “butch” girls referred to as G.I. Jane… I feel that. Men are the worst.

The only reason the movie worked was that Demi Moore was even more beautiful after she cut off her hair. (Yes, and the body montage. Focus.)

It felt like he was being mean, but in way that was almost a come on?

I don’t know how to explain it.

Then, there is- GI Jane chose to cut her hair off; she didn’t lose it.

All around rough.

All around.

I do know that when it didn’t seem land with Her my heart sank.

I mean he did basically call her butch.

I do not believe in violence, particularly over words, more so if there is a size difference-

We don’t get to say what is or is not when we were not involved.

What I can say,

I think that the (white) people advocating for a black man to lose His Oscar are angrier over the fact that He won an Oscar than anything He did.

But we are behaving.

Shit, I thought it was a stunt that went off the rails.



(pardon me)


Was some bullshit.

My family got in my head.

(My Fault)

I knew I had been being too nice.

And you start thinking that maybe Walder Frey was justified… And you stop, because- no he was not.

Ooooohh it hurt so bad.

Good luck next time you cheap bread eating–YOU KNOW WHAT?-I’m BEHAVING.



I saw a dolphin for the first time.

A whole bunch of them.



Not that you asked.



Tonight’s Episode

Will be

Return of Callisto



Season 2.

Followed by Intimate Stranger

Love her. Love Callisto,

Love their dynamic.

Because a Bitch gets it, is why

Good night.

Sweet Dreams.


PS- She did murder her, now.

🎶and way down we go🎶

That in itself would prove a motive for everything else she did. Just saying. Already killed her family, didn’t kill her in battle,

“Yes, she did.”

There’s your Old Xena.”

Go to sleep, you freak.

Alvin Zhou

Could Get It


He’s not even 30!

Mr. Dirty Mind.

I’m trying!!!

So all I had seen were his personal YouTube, where he takes 1,000 years to make the best food ever made? You know the ones.

He doesn’t talk in those videos which I am a fan of.

What I did not know was that there is a whole bunch of other videos WHERE HE JUST MAKES BIG FOOD.

Oh. MY. GOD!

Save me from this torment!

Just a

Total Fucking Smoke Show.

Don’t tell him I said that.

Between him and Alexander Skarsgård I am done with Men.


I am not a cook.


Apologies for the absence,


How did you manage without me?!

I hope you are safe, and I hope you are as close to happy as you can be right now.


Don’t take any shit.

Fuck them.


I came into the mirrored room.

So upset, so angry, and humiliated.

That intro hit my ears like salvation.

Here it comes

The response from my body was immediate

That switch flipped.

*Skips into motion*

It was very Flashdance

Because of the my emotional state, I was able to let go and let the music take me.

I killed it.

I mean, 1980’s empty warehouse killed it.

I spun around three times and I cannot spin.

In fact, most of the time I have trouble knowing where to put my feet. Not today.

There was no doubt. It was if I’d never felt it before.

It was first time in years I had full access to my rhythm and my fierceness at the same time.

Even my Father would’ve given it up for that performance and He hates art. “Show ‘Em.”

I wish I had be able to film it, but, nope.

Damn That was Nice.

Sometimes, you forget who you are.

Show ‘em where it’s at, Miss Harding.


Last Night,

I dreamt of a sanging reality show.

I was in the cheap seats. Duh.

A Girl came on stage and began to slay.

Immediately, just Whitney Houston killing it.

Dead silence from the crowd, they weren’t reacting because the girl was Asian.

I screamed my head off for Her.

and then

“Fuck Them!”

“Fuck Them!”

“Fuck Them!”

And the chant took.

Fuck them. You go.

Bad Religion

It was shortly after Mother’s absence when I started having to rage on my Father and Brother.

Already sad

Already furious

They expected me to carry on, AND clean up the emotional muck of the Family like I had done when we were all present

AND they wanted to tear me down to degrade me so I never saw what was happening or my own importance to the dynamic.


Yes, You did.


Yes, you did.


Does he know men?

it wasn’t their fault, the world goes at kindness with both hands and does it’s best to tear it apart.

So, what would happen when She was around was that they would start, I would be sensitive and sad and She would unleash the thunder when she caught them. You need a woman around. People don’t respect mothers.

Anyway, my Brother caught it first in a big way in a cornfield and when my Dad started laughing I really let him have it, I was screaming and crying so hard at the end I couldn’t breathe.

It had never happened before, I had the dark implulse to lose my temper but I hadn’t on them before.

I think remember exhaustedly telling them to just kill me at the end? I don’t know. I was very dramatic, but I also never agreed to be the one who was shat on for the rest of my life either.

It got to where if I said, “Leave Me Alone” they would. My Brother was stronger but he’s never had my bloodlust, even before I was changed.

Since I am an adult now I know I can remain silent or say, “I need you to leave me alone, please.” And I do. I never just go at anyone. I’d like to be left in peace, what can you do?


I will rail against that toxic male bullshit until I am dead. FUCK YOU. To whoever needs to hear it, you are the reason this world is BULLSHIT. I’m behaving.

Because everyone is better off without the broken thought system.

When you see it, it changes everything. Most men are shitbags.


Both are better people now, I taught them a lot of that without any training, and I never get credit. Not by saying a word but by proving that good is correct by being the best I could.





No big deal… He just works for the only University in the State that Matters.

(We were supposed to make COMIC BOOKS…..You Bitch!-THAT was a joke. We were but we learned a long time ago we wanted se-pa-rate lives. Bog Monsters are notoriously overinvolved in family nonsense, and I do not have the energy.)


Where was I going?

Oh, sometimes you have to be willing to stand up for yourself in a very real way. That hippie hocus pocus about acceptance and stoicism with end up destroying you if you are not careful.


You can’t run from everything. You didn’t start it, but you can always handle your shit, I don’t care who it is.


Love will make you accept some shit you’d never accept, won’t it? It will.

🎶What’d you say?🎶 🎶…She called me fat.🎶

I did ask you to leave me alone, though.

In a respectful tone.

No one listens to me.


Because of the lies little gay children are taught, I did not believe that there was such a thing as consensual sex between two people of the same sex. EVER.

I was told there is no reason for that to ever happen and that there was certainly no happiness to be found.

While happiness is hard to argue because even happy humans are a little sad all the time, but to act like something couldn’t DOESN’T exist because you’ve never seen it is a sin.

There are very good people in the South, but it is this kind of shit that drives me crackers.

In areas with a low population density people get away with all kinds of nonsense.

Ask me how I thought all gay people had AIDS because they were gay, NOT because of sex.

Fucking tragic. They won’t let us near our innocence, will they?

They will NOT.



It isn’t a little slice of Heaven if everyone is walking around miserable.


Hide it under a bushel?



Trying out new workout clothes.

I like the reaction to the pants, only the type I don’t mind looking at me look at me in pants.

I tried some shorts.

They are too short.

My legs are pretty I know that

If people wouldn’t stare it would be nice, it was my own fault.

We’ll see, they are cotton so maybe they will loosen up, the longer ones are En route. (The longer ones were incorrect. it is either too long or too short. I’m looking for pants. Screw it.

We’ll see.

I’m 5×5 so I can wear short stuff but that shit was funny.

Y’all been real nasty, haven’t you?

Yes, you have.

I will pick you up.

I’m behaving

There was One person who looked like me at Golds and I broke down and asked him flat out how much he weighed because I was so bothered.


maybe more, he looked like Hafþór Júlíus.

I was at 250.

I’m working my way back there. I know I look fat again, thank you. Working on that.

We’ll see.

If I could keep this collagen from forsaking me we would be in business but he is 34, now.

I think I’m going to find a new shirt. You can see the waist-trainer, and I am not a fan. Do not like that.

What I do with the marshmallow fluff is my business.

You gotta go to the gym even though it’s always painful and kind of terrible. (or workout with others)

I’m sorry.



Excuse me one moment.

If I was smart, I could have had a HIDDEN CAMERA but he is a moron. Excuse me- FUCK!!!

He’s a moron.

Kevin Williamson

Could Get It

Guess who didn’t know who you were


Said the Scary Looking Man

I didn’t know what a big deal you were.

We should be friends.

It always comes out as sexual aggression I’m just drawn to brilliance.


No. I do not need to defend that smokestack to you.

I see you, Conrad Grayson!

Watching The Faculty thinking, This reminds me of Scream,

I didn’t know.

🎶I saw the li-i-ight🎶 🎶I saw the li-i-ight🎶

No more Darkness. No more Night.

I have to behave.


I said it.

And I’ve never seen or have any interest in seeing Dawson’s Creek or The Vampire Diaries, I do not care.

Complete Strangers

Was the worst

(Check, one, two)

The Worst thing I have ever seen in my life.

I only watched the end,

I can not.

I am incapable,

Because I Cannot.

Older than me in that thirsty bitch underwear

You are not slick.

I’m sorry.

So bad, it was so bad.

The Eyes of Tammy Faye Opening Weekend BAD.

Sorry, Jessica, I love you. That was a joke. Unlike TETF, it wasn’t bad in an entertaining way that you could get into.

As if we don’t have enough straight people projecting those stereotypes on us you’re gonna-

-You know what?? I’m not doing this right now.

I’m sorry, I am genuinely furious right now.

It can’t even be considered an art film!


I’m sorry!



I have a better one!

(Actual) Story Time.

It’s one for the senses.

Today, we will hear the story of how I almost fainted in the steam room.

It happened this afternoon after my workout.

It has never happened before.

Usually, I like to pace in the steam room, which only works when there aren’t others in the steam room.

There were two other people in there today, so I just had to stay still.

After a while, it began to feel better than it usually does, like I was in a bath.

My face was lifted to the ceiling.

And my Head Stopped Working.

Everything above my neck went black.

 I couldn’t see,

I couldn’t hear.

I felt myself slowly sliding down the wall with my right hand.

My legs slowly bent,

and I felt myself sitting on the edge.

It happened so slowly because my body took over.

It was crazy.

I sat down lightly, not knowing that I could sit back, so I sat there on the edge, teetering, not knowing if I should try and stand back up.

I had forgotten myself and my surroundings.

When the Video CAME BACK

I still had no idea where I was for a few seconds. 

“Oh, Shit.” I said, and then “Excuse Me”(which is usually “Pardon Me”, but a bitch was coming back into himself) before getting my dumbass out of the heat.

I don’t think they knew.


A few hours ago.

Don’t die, bitch.

We need you.

Could’ve eaten it TODAY!


Last night, I had a crazy dream.

First, the air all around was lit the blue-gray color of sunset. The feel at first was certainly more horror. Some crazy shit was happening, or had happened and we were trying to stop it or prevent it from happening. I don’t know.

Also, at the beginning of the dream I was merely an unseen observer, not a character.

At first it was all spaceships, even though we were on Earth. It felt like we were in California somewhere. I’ve never been to California, but there it is.

Inside this story was a story about two people. Two men who loved each other but couldn’t make their friendship work at that time and in that place.

One was blonde and pretty, the other an intense brunette. All through this story I was with one or the other while each raced to fix the issue.

The colors in this dream were very early 90’s Lisa Frank. Lots of Pink, Orange and Yellow.

This dream spanned years and huge distances. One minute we were on Earth, the Next somewhere in Space.

What became clear was that it was some type of Body Snatcher Situation and the final battle was starting.

We were in some kind of warehouse.

Now I am able to participate and we are checking this places for Host.

Two Human’s disappeared for just a moment and we found them in the process of being taken.

They (THEM) had a sense of humor about it and basically said, “I knew better than to try right now.”

Suddenly, I am on a beach watching the last of them fail to take over a Host.

While these things are drawing to a close,

I see a spaceship flying beside the Golden Gate Bridge,

And I can hear the two friends finally communicating. They are now in a spaceship.

One says, “I finally did this”

Leading the other to say, “I got my skin smoothed out”

When we pan out one says to the other,

“Sorry I didn’t call you for 15 years.”

AND BAM, Back to the


The Message was not one of anger but of disappointment and contrition.

In fact, for some reason,

The Other had made arrangements for us to go to a new world, far away where we would be free to live as we could not here. There was the smell of magic to it. Past a far away sun, near the edge of the universe.


It was all night, with an intermission when I had to urinate.

I woke UP tired.

I don’t know, I can identify some of it, but no, I do not know.


To this day,

Straight people treat me one way,

Then another when they find out I’m gay.


What is that?

My entire life.

I have learned that whatever their reason is, just let them go. Unless they are important to you, who cares what they think?

This reaction from a loved one is a fucking betrayal.

Did you trust them?

Did you do your best to conform?

You know how some people like to say not everyone can be saved?

Some people never change.

You are fine. Are you alive?

Do you know who you are?

Then you are winning.

You will come out on top, and they will look like the idiots they are.

Don’t let anyone hurt you and that includes mistreating you.

Excuse me,

But you don’t owe anyone a damn thing,

Especailly letting someone weaponize and aspect of your nature against you.

Don’t give them anything,

Don’t let them accuse you of dishonesty.

You’re alright.

Fight Back.

Anything that comes at your optimism must be destroyed.

Mine was a close part of my being. I may not be a happy person, but I am optimistic. I have always been optimistic about the future. Although the last few years have been dreadful, I remain optimistic.

It works.

That shit never goes away though. It is everywhere.

They had it right the first time. You were worthy of their respect before they got smart and you’re worthy of it regardless of their personal preferences, if they are so damn proper, is what it is.

Many times, you earned that respect, I know, fuck them.


I have to go to sleep.

Don’t feel broken though, you’ll always be a little mad.

Maybe not.

I have always been a fed-up old person and I always will be.

Get some rest, you will feel better.


David Archuleta came out. I was waiting on that.

You mean “Should’ve Won?”

Should’ve Won came out.

I don’t think I knew how much I needed that.

You mean instead of that Angel,

It was a vampire looking sucker?



I’m behaving.

He was so cute, I was so bothered.

He is 31!

When did that happen??


It’s fine,

He’s fine.

I like when they seem to be good people.

Aren’t you glad you waited around? He is.

Be nice.

It could’ve never happened.

Most of the time, it doesn’t.

Is so.

It is so.

Yes, it is!


I got a juicer this year.

I am never going back!

You can’t afford not to, is what it is.

When you are rinsing out a glass that has had natural juice in it, you can just use water and it comes right off.

If you rinse out a glass that had soda or store bought juices in it, the side is always grimey,

That was all it took.

Get you a juicer, please.

I don’t know about the rest of you, but I always hated eating vegetables before I got healthy. Even now that I like the taste, it is hard for me to get the amount of vegetables I need. The juicer makes it easier. 

Right now I’m working off spinach, pears and pomegranates.

It’s amazing, I just keep winging it and it keeps turning out, I must be a natural. …You like that?

The juice needs to be green.

You are not slick,



When it comes to death and the afterlife, I can admit that I am unsure. I don’t know if there is such a thing as an afterlife. Or an immortal soul. (There is no such thing as death if this a Simulation.)

At one point in my life I was such a true believer in Christianity that I had zero fear of death and zero uncertainty that I would go to Heaven. I knew that I would give up my life to save someone else’s.

The memory of that chills me.

Because my own wants and my own life meant nothing to me.

Some of you will understand why. It’s not that I believed In something wrong it was that I was manipulated into doing so, and later used by the Baptists to further their agenda.

It’s funny how they can dare speak of a gay agenda when their dirty little fingers are in everything from Politics to Junk Food Production, but alright.

I do believe in something more, something other than the randomness and isolation of our lives, but my faith may be baseless. It feels real and genuine, but who knows?

When you put together that we are heading in one direction it makes you wonder.

“If I die” What you meant was “When”

Shit! Who are you tellin? Why I’m still mad the Rapture never happened and They just left me down here to burn with the rest of yo- .

What I meant to say was “TeamWork!”.

Remember when we went through most our existence killing the shit out of each other before anyone could grow wise enough to stop it?. And it just keeps happening? Remember when 30, then 50 were the end of the road? Remember letting people halt medical breakthroughs because science is inherently evil?

America broke my fucking heart.

It’s not the so-called religion

It’s knowing that most of the people who look like me are vile.

The things they believe, about this life and the people in it would turn your stomach.

Whoever you are, whatever you believe, know that everyone wonders. Don’t drive yourself crazy looking for answers you will never find. He said, knowing he is a damn hypocrite. He is the worst about doing that.

I’ll give you something new.

You know what would suck? Being the only ghost that ever existed and just having to hang there until the universe falls apart. OH! No Higher Power, No company, just you. Until BOOP.


Did I think the Rapture would take place before I’d have to experience death? I did. Most Baptists and Assembly people do. Then, you learn that the church uses Revelation and (usually) regionally held beliefs on Armageddon to keep their members in line.

You want to think it matters, all of it, the person you are, your motivations, your choices, but it’s hard to ever really know.

I am a live-wire, like many of you. I’m grateful for every moment I get.

You kinda just hope for the best.

Cosmic Latte

Look up why it is relevant to this subject and thank me later.


Happy New Year.

It was 80 freaking degrees today.

The world is dying while our leaders fuck up after fuck up.

I cannot.

I refuse to let this year be shit.

Not in this trailer park. Not Today.

First of all, you can do whatever you want.

You just have to be ruthless and strong, which you should be anyway.

If you are here you have to be tough. That means a million things.

Kinda wish I could find the right ice shield that would keep this bitch cold in the SUMMER and not tank the whole thing but you know what they say about wanting.

Be great to sunbathe but we have flaming polar bears…so don’t please.

We’re inside bodies here.

Even the hot springs are under ground.

Best not to overthink it.

Hot Drinks are Free.

Kinda wanna bring your own food though.

He doesn’t eat.

Happy New Year.

I have no idea what I am doing this year.

*Insert Mad Laughter*

This year CAN be better.

Fuck them.



Doesn’t matter

We are Moving On.

Is What We are doing.

Have you seen I saw the Devil?

That was something.

What about Misha and the Wolves?

Monica, what the Hell?!

Last Night

I was in Chicago, which is funny because I’ve never seen it. Chances are it was some urban spot I saw that was playing Chicago.

There was a Sporty Spice-type with long dark hair that I had a conversation that I cannot remember.


Later, I was in another place.

There was a team of us traveling around looking for something.


I don’t know how to explain it but that it felt like it was in the southern hemisphere. There was a group of us and we were looking for someone.


I was dropped through a square hole in the top of a building.


The lip had runes all around it.


Inside, you could see the runes on every surface.


There was something dark inside that we needed to help us.


I remember seeing the outline of something that resembled Loki’s Father from Thor.


It was alright.


It’s been a minute since I could carry it back with me.


Very Soul Eater meets A Necessary Evil.


That one was cute. I wish I had seen more.




I Am thinking.

Of shaving my head.

I’ve had the same hair a little too long.

I never do anything with it.

Last night might have been the decider.

You know who is worth a gillion dollars?

Jason Statham.

I know.

Good for You, Honey.

I didn’t even watch those movies because I felt like they were testosterone-traps.

So much money without a wig

So much money.


It is the FATHER that determines the Height of a child.


And I’m understanding the looks my Mother’s Brothers used to give my Dad.


She could be Brienne of Tarth and it would not matter my master plan is FUCKED!

I really needed giant babies but they’ll be a small as me.



I guess I’m just not having babies.

I do have a Brother, now.

A tall brother Now

A tall, skinny brother now.

With my eyes.


I’m behaving.

“I did not sabotage your birth control, that’s insane. So funny!”

But he would know.

I also have a Sister that is exactly the same as me.

With Big Brown Eyes.

We don’t talk about Them.

We try not to think about Them.

I knew I might not have babies in the regular way.

I sure don’t have any money.

2 people, in the middle of a doomed universe that I would do anything for.

It’s so stupid.





Looking Back

I knew I was most likely British





I think English, my Grandfather says Irish, but I think it’s because he finds the English embarrassing. Whatever. We are who we are.



I KNOW it’s not the same thing don’t freaking start.

Where nearly 5% Scandinavian came from? I do not know.

And a 1% chance of being a Ginger,

Ain’t, THAT a Bitch?

First of all, that’s what I get for looking

0% Native American, 0% Asian, just… Dead Eyed Cruelty. I really wanted one of those, no kidding.

I swear to God all I can think of is babies. With a dark eyed tall person who has a shot at giving that child a chin, but we are behaving.

Anything past 90 I feel is funny, I don’t why.

And now I have to do the Ancestry bullshit and find out who these turds were-


The Women of my Family did this.

They did this.

They’re mad I’m broke but pretty damn pleased with who I am.

The men can kiss it, I do not care.

Do NOT CARE. They get plenty of attention.

Warrior Princess or shut the fuck up.

It’s like when I got excited that there was a Pokemon named Chansey

And then THIS struts out-


She is not striking fear in anything but POUND CAKE.

I am behaving.

The first time I felt at home in America was in New England.

Makes sense.

What was I saying?I


No Known Serial Killers

No Known Serial Killers

No Known Serial Killers



Can you guess what my favorite part of Tiger King was?

It’s easy if you know me.

Since I was very young I wanted a jaguar as a pet.

Jaguars are not pets.

They are my favorite.

It’s a Black Jaguar, it has always been a black jaguar.


Natures “I Wish You Would.”

Snow Leopard is a VERY close second, but I think they are all deat.

I don’t even like zoos.

Aquariums aren’t terrible.

Sea World is Wet Tiger King.

I was in a bad place when I started this episode. Season 2 Episode 4.


Hold up.

This is insane.

-Busted Garth Brooks and his Bisexual Vibe.

-Iron Man he is not. I did not like Her. If you’re constantly keeping people in line violent words, the become less effective. People like that work on my nerves, those animals are miserable.

Are you a Preserve? Then shut the fuck up.

The Chimney

Isn’t the only thing

He’s coming down.


This is the craziest shit I have even seen, and it is a commercial,

I see you, Norway

Now, it feels like they are outright beaconing me.

That was so cool. Cold.

Is there a height requirement?

Happy Holidays, Merry All.

That was something else.


Was freaking great.

I just started it randomly and I couldn’t stop.

I understand that there have been some negative reviews,

Give it a shot.

It made me laugh and I’m jaded.

It feels like one of those shows that is horribly underrated.

My Name, Episode 2 (Recap)

This episode opens right up with a fight between Ji-woo and Gang-jae, and it is fantastic. At the end of the first episode, a free-for-all cage match ends with them about to get it on. WHAM. The choreography for this series is out of sight. During this scene, we see nothing held back from either character. What we do see are little flashes of Gang-jae’s true nature in his facial expressions. I thought that was just who he became when he fought. Ummmm. Who’s going to tell him?

Alright, so, she lands him with this sweet spinning-elbow swing, right to his teeth. She knocked him out! You could hear his ears ringing.

When he woke up, and his friend started the humiliating jokes, we knew where it was going. Because that is how it starts. When she APOLOGIZED TO SOOTHE HIS PRIDE, and he didn’t con-grat-u-late her, we knew where this was going. And there it is, there’s the smile.

Gang-jae decides that since Ji-woo beat him like a rug that he’s going to rape her. He had premeditated this by drugging her water. The one guy who spoke out was called a sissy. Next thing, Gang-jae and buddy are in her room. Ji-woo comes half-awake while buddy is trying to undress her, and Gang-jae is sitting there, smiling. She manages to sit up but is pushed down by Gang-jae, who says the standard pervert lines. She knocks buddy off her, and he falls into the shelf holding her Father’s ashes, and everything comes down, shattering. I thought she was going to kill them. Grabbing up a sharp piece of the urn, she shoves it right into buddy’s tenders when he tries to kick her. It was so good. That’s why we keep our parts to ourselves.

This scene was giving me A+ Horror Movie vibes. It was not just the lighting or the expressions. When he came out holding that hammer, the AIR was enough to make you forget she wasn’t about to die. He falls on her, but she sticks his right in the goo (that is what we call gut) before he can kill her.

Later on, in his office, Mu-jin stands before a kneeling Gang-jae. He holds a sword and says, Face, Arm, Leg. (OH, you are SCREWED, buddy-ro.) He gives him the option of which he wants “mangled”, which is broad. Mu-jin knew that Ji-woo would be attacked at least once, but he didn’t think it would be Gang-jae. And he cuts that pretty face.

What we see next is some very mature handling of trauma, with Ji-woo crying it out.

When Tae-ju confronts her about it, she shrugs it off.

There is a killer montage where we see Ji-woo join the police with a time jump from then to now, and the debut of the sickest haircut you’ve ever seen.

Ji-woo is now in the Violent Crimes division, but we see her breaking up a drug deal. Enter Pil-do. WHOOOOOOOOOO. He’s alright, I guess.

Ji-woo tries to detain one of the suspects but is stopped by Pil-do

Next thing I remember, Mu-jin strolls up on a traitor-looking more than alright with that beard. Whaaat? Should’ve gotten a Tesla, but what do I know? That’s only funny if you’ve seen it.

In the next scene, we find out Gi-ho, the man in the hoodie, is (dun dun dun) the CAPTIAN of Narcotics! (GIVE IT TO ME. Icona Pop! I LOVE IT!…..Apologies)

Ji-woo gets on the team. When Ji-woo tells Mu-jin the news, he presents her with his knife. We see a flashback where Dong-hoon saves Mu-jin and Tae-ju.

Pil-do is interrogating their suspect when 🎶There she goes just-a walking down the street🎶But who just got transferred, though?

You think it’s over, right?


Of course, they are partners, and he is annoyed, and she is phenomenal; let’s do this.

Pil-do tells Ji-woo to go inside this building and bring out a man named Mango.

Ji-woo walks into this building, and security gets fresh with her. He throws her up against a wall, and she grabs her riot-wand and lets him have it. Backup arrives, and it is a brawl. It was a hallway full of “Not Tonight”. Pil-do walks down a runway of busted security guards. The last shot is of Ji-woo and Pil-do making eye contact while she is bruising Mangoes.

It’s one of those shows you can’t stop watching.

My Name is streaming on Netflix.

Daughter of a gangster who will stop at nothing to avenge one of her Parents?

Check Please!


Yesterday, I did everything I meant to do except nap and meditate.

They are so important.

Do you sleep well?

I’ve never been the best sleeper.

Here’s to getting it right tomorrow.

Don’t you make fun of me.

No-you-are old.

Stay Safe, Please.

Have a good weekend.

Eat something greasy, I will not tell.

Are you ready for this?

I never played Kirby on SNES.

I was a fan of the cartoon.

So basic. Heaven help me.


He could fly!

He was so sweet until you went there.

The first time I played as Kirby it was on the original Smash Brothers and I loved him more.


Good NightDay.

Of course the hammer is my favorite, it is so funny!


I said Good NightDay!