Happy Earth Hour!
I've been neglecting my poor LJ. I blame Facecrack and Final Fantasy XIII...
Anyhoo, since Supernatural's finally back on with new episodes:
Zombies! Sort of... they're like rage zombies from 28 Days Later which is awesome. Love that movie. Of course, these ones talk so that's a bit different as well, but in a way, it's kind of interesting. The thing with zombie movies is they always play on that idea of whether or not you could shoot someone you know/love if you had to. This took it even further by not having them be mindless creatures.
The one thing I've really noticed with this season is they seem to be going a little overboard with the gross-out factor. In previous seasons there were only a few moments that made me a little squeamish. Now it's almost every episode.
I'm not sure if it's an illustration of Dean's lack of will to fight these days but it seems to me like Sam's doing all the 'heavy lifting'.
I was quite surprised with the lack of Castiel, as I've said before, he always seems to be a case of Deus Ex Machina, a helpful plot device. I suppose having him around would make things too easy in the case of a small town filled with Zombies.
I'd like to know where Conquest/Pestilence is at. Death is supposed to be the last Horseman... Unless... I know when Lucifer first rose in the premiere the boys were flipping through the radio channels and they all had something about sicknesses and stuff. I suppose that would count as Pestilence. Kinda sucks for him though.
Looking forward to next week's episode!
The big update for me would be the fact that, I went to the doctor on Friday, and I'm officially in remission now! Yay!
While it's not full on cured like I had been hoping for, it's still a step in the right direction. I need to go get tested again in about four months and then roughly every six months for two years. After that, we'll see I guess.
Apparently there are still nodules that show up in the scan, but that is basically just scarring from the chemo and radiation. The doc said that if they were to take a sample of it, there shouldn't be any active cancer cells in it. Thus, remission.
I thought I'd feel super happy at hearing that, surprisingly though, I didn't. Maybe it was a case of getting my hopes up too much for being cured or something. The only way I can think of describing what it feels like is: You fight and fight, you fight with all your heart and the best you can achieve is a draw.
But enough of this downer crap, it's time to get my life back on track! I can put all this chemo and radiation bullshit behind me, hope for the best in my next few check ups and live my life. I'm lucky enough to still have it.