2022 in review

(cw: pet death, grief)

well. the “how my life is going” section of my year in review changed rather drastically in the last week and a half or so of the year. we lost my mate’s beloved kitty, ziara, who’s been his companion since childhood and had become a vital part of our family in a very short time after he moved in with us. it’s honestly still pretty raw for us all. she was very special, and we loved her very much.

until that happened, it had been a pretty “normal” year. the biggest real personal step i took is i actually started attending kink events with my fiancx. i’m still super socially anxious about it because, y’know, i’m me, but it’s an exciting development nevertheless. oh and i started keeping a diary again. it’s been more intermittent than i’d like with me oftentimes going days or even weeks without updating it, but it’s nevertheless a step in the right direction to be more mindful and make sure i’m happy with how i’m approaching things.

we also got a new kitty a few months before we lost ziara. his name is grayson and he’s an alarmingly chill ray of sunshine (except for the times when he’s thoroughly unchill, but even then he’s still a ray of sunshine). we were actually a little hesitant about the idea of getting another kitty while zi was still with us given her declining health, but grayson is a very special boy and i’m so glad he’s part of our family.

anyway i should get on to my ridiculous media lists, because this year’s are gonna be super long. sorry not sorry.

alien vs. predator megareview, part 4 (2017-present)

what was supposed to be the third and final part of this megareview ended up ballooning to an unmanageable length, so i ended up having to pull a hunger games 3: part 21 and split it into two parts. so here we go.

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alien: covenant (movie 2017)

the origin of humanity is not, in any way, shape, or form, the “only question that matters,” nor does it render any other concerns meaningless. weyland (and ridley scott, for that matter) can fuck right off with that bullshit. i would be willing to chalk it up to weyland being one of the series’ great villains were it not for the fact that the narrative and thematic intent of the film absolutely bear the importance of his fetish out. we also get an acting captain whose entire character is “christians are so oppressed you guys.” ridley, what happened? where did you acquire this ax that you won’t stop grinding?