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Current mood:  peeved Category: Life
As a not so closeted bi-sexual woman who chose to live heterosexually, this is hard for me to say, but it's how I feel nontheless.
A little known Canadian actress named Christina Cox has been on my top faves list for a while, ever since I saw her in the televised version of F/X. So when surfing Verizon's OnDemand summer of '08, finding Blood Ties was great. I watched everything that was available, looked for a way to watch the whole thing, WHAM, I find out it was cancelled. Erg. Especially since I fell completely in love with Kyle Schmid's Henry the 450-year old vampire.
During opening scenes, you find out that the show is based on Tanya Huff's books about Vicki Nelson, a former cop turned P.I. who gets dragged into the supernatural along with her friends. I count two episodes that guest starred some favorite Andromeda actors, btw.
I start looking it up, I want to get my hands on more Vicki and Henry and Mike. I want my hands on the books. Now that I've seen the show, the actors and characters are one and the same. I came across a snippit of something and Vicki and Mike are arguing about whether or not she's going to stay put and keep out of police business. Their arguing... God, I can see Dylan Neal (Mike Celucci) and Christina Cox (Vicki Nelson) actually arguing in my head and it was so dead to rights them. They captured the characters perfectly.
Now come to find out the author is a lesbian....
Okay, fine whatever. No big deal.
Oh wait, Vicki and Henry are both supposed to be bi-sexuals?!?!?! Now just wait a goddamned minute!!!
Now I see what my husband says about everybody's gotta gay everything up!
Look, I got a good friend who just happens to be gay. Not everything in his life has to be about his sexuality. Not all of the lyrics he writes is about being gay, not all of his friends are gay, not every fucking word out of his mouth is how being gay is his everything.
If you're gay, fine people. But it's not everything you are so knock it the fuck off.
And I can have this feeling on it. I AM Bi! Women are just too psycho to carry on a relationship with.
Have pride, fine. But damn, I am proud of who I am. That happens to be Elizabeth Marie. It doesn't matter what last name you slap on it. Doesn't matter if you slap "German, Apache, Irish, French" on my ethnicity. It doesn't matter if you slap "female" on my gender, or "mother" on my occupation. I am me. Labels and making everything in my life have to be about one or more of these things that I am is just plain ego-centric and stupid.
Now I almost don't want to read the fucking books. Vicki and Henry have been completely ruined for me.
5:47 AM
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