On books that hit a little too close to home.

So, there's this book series. I don't particularly like the writing, or even the main character, but I like some of the supporting characters (a lot) enough to keep reading the books as they come out. No matter how bad I think the books are, or how ridiculous. It's like an addiction, but I know that I could stop, if I truly wanted to.

The thing is... I don't want to.

There's something about these books, or rather some of the characters in them (even occasionally the main character who I dislike) who really fucking resonate with me. In that, "I have to put the book down now because this is just pulling strings in me that I don't want pulled" sort of way. Or the, "I have to put the book down now because this character is feeling some of the same things I am, and I don't want to think about that right now" sort of way.

It's scary. It's terrifying. I almost want it to stop.

But at the same time, I have this twisted sort of hope that if maybe, just maybe, these characters can resolve their fucking issues, I'll know what to do about mine.

(No, I'm not talking about Harry Potter.)

On more father/daughter bonding.

So... my dad has this thing. With aging steak so that it becomes more... um... tasty, I guess. Whatever. There's a mini fridge in the living room and there's a steak aging in it.

Dad: *opens the fridge and inspects the meat*
Me: Dude, stop fiddling with your meat!
Both of us: *pauses and then cracks up*
Dad: That's just not something that you ever want to say to a guy!
Me: Oh, I am just not on tonight. *facepalm*