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Sunday, December 31, 2017
THANK YOU
Well, he made me impromptu fondue so I could eat dinner without hurting my joints. ππ²
2018
Things I need to do:
1. Take down Christmas decorations
2. Clean house
3. Yard work
4. Update resume
5. Find a job
6. Fix my jaw
And all this while maintaining sobriety (ha!). No wonder I'm not looking forward to the new year. Fuck that, man.
ABSOLUTELY
I'd rather be in a circle of nobodies with authentic quality than in a circle of big-shots with fluff filled crap.
BECAUSE I NEED IT, MAN
I swear if I can't find more available content with Mark Borchardt, I'm going to kill myself, man.
BE PREPARED FOR ALL THE WHINY GUN FANATICS CRYING, "BUT OUR GUNS...!"
So this is the reality we live in in America. There is always a possibility of a mass shooting, particularly in very public places on holidays or events. I was watching the local news the other day, and the Miami Chief of Police was making a statement that they would have extra police on staff for a New Year's Eve event taking place downtown in case of a mass shooting ("So no need to worry," he insisted). I'm sorry, but this is the only country on the face of planet Earth where this happens. So fuck guns, fuck the NRA, and fuck the 30% of this country (Trump supporters) who are holding the rest of us citizens hostage.
MEANWHILE I'M SAT HERE WITH THE KIDS, IN PAIN & SICK
So who goes out in cold weather to play fight when they've been deadly sick all week with a cold and are potentially relapsing? Then to soften the blow he buys me cookies, except they are filled with nuts and caramel, and rock hard. You can have a good heart and still be dumb as rocks. They are not mutually exclusive. Just don't re-gift me your plague, thanks.
Saturday, December 30, 2017
BOOKS READ/2017
2. Regan Reilly Mystery 4: Twanged - Carol Higgins Clark
3. The Book of the New Sun 3: The Sword of the Lictor - Gene Wolfe
4. Space Odyssey 1: 2001: A Space Odyssey - Arthur C. Clarke
5. Legacy of the Drow 1: The Legacy - R.A. Salvatore
6. Star Trek: The Next Generation 1: Ghost Ship - Diane Carey
7. Rome 2: Empire - Steven Saylor
8. Ghost Story - Peter Straub
9. Lavinia - Ursula K. Le Guin
10. Wild Cards 1: Wild Cards - Edited by George R.R. Martin
11. The Saddle Club 6: Dude Ranch - Bonnie Bryant
12. Road to Avonlea 14: Of Corsets and Secrets and True, True Love - Fiona McHugh
13. Dune Chronicles 3: Children of Dune - Frank Herbert
14. Naked Lunch - William S. Burroughs
15. Perfume: The Story of a Murderer - Patrick SΓΌskind
Monday, December 25, 2017
KEVIN'S CHRISTMAS POST
Warwell's Wargames: Merry Christmas: "And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto yo...
MERRY CHRISTMAS (WHATEVER)
The movie we watched last night was called "American Movie" and it was about a guy named Mark Borchardt and his quest to make his first film. Spoiler alert: the film never got made, but he did make a 30-minute short called "Coven" (which I thought was very good). I followed the guy on twitter; he's very weird. I like him.
Today is Christmas and it's one of the worst. Kevin is sick as a dog and I'm fighting off a sore throat. The neighbors have been blasting shitty jungle music (it has the same throbbing beat) all day and some neighborhood kids got dirt bikes and atvs for Christmas and have been riding them all around our street. So it's been non-stop noise all day. I tried to lie down today to help fight off this cold, but it was fruitless. Long story short--we have shitty neighbors who like to ruin Christmas and really any day for the sake of their fun (which comes above everyone else's). I hope one of the kids have an accident. No offense, but it's illegal to drive off-road bikes in the street and they're not wearing helmets either. Fuck 'em.
I also had yard work I need to do this week. We got a letter from our association that we are in violation of a few things, namely: empty weeds from flowerbed, pull vine off porch screen, fix fence (from Irma), and open hurricane shutter on one window (we tried; it's stuck). I also am still looking for a good bit of earth for Buster's burial. And if I'm truly getting sick this is going to put a dent in my plans. Jimmy was also supposed to help me, but he's severely depressed and anxious about an upcoming interview he has on Thursday. I also have an appt. on Fri with the TMJ doc to evaluate my new nightguard (it's not working). So yeah, shittiest Christmas ever (and also saddest what with Buster being gone).
Today is Christmas and it's one of the worst. Kevin is sick as a dog and I'm fighting off a sore throat. The neighbors have been blasting shitty jungle music (it has the same throbbing beat) all day and some neighborhood kids got dirt bikes and atvs for Christmas and have been riding them all around our street. So it's been non-stop noise all day. I tried to lie down today to help fight off this cold, but it was fruitless. Long story short--we have shitty neighbors who like to ruin Christmas and really any day for the sake of their fun (which comes above everyone else's). I hope one of the kids have an accident. No offense, but it's illegal to drive off-road bikes in the street and they're not wearing helmets either. Fuck 'em.
I also had yard work I need to do this week. We got a letter from our association that we are in violation of a few things, namely: empty weeds from flowerbed, pull vine off porch screen, fix fence (from Irma), and open hurricane shutter on one window (we tried; it's stuck). I also am still looking for a good bit of earth for Buster's burial. And if I'm truly getting sick this is going to put a dent in my plans. Jimmy was also supposed to help me, but he's severely depressed and anxious about an upcoming interview he has on Thursday. I also have an appt. on Fri with the TMJ doc to evaluate my new nightguard (it's not working). So yeah, shittiest Christmas ever (and also saddest what with Buster being gone).
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Sunday, December 24, 2017
XMAS EVE
Happy Christmas Eve. Missed dinner at the in-laws 'cause Kevin is sick. Opened gifts and watched the cats playing with their new toys and catnip. Now going to watch a movie quite like "The Disaster Artist" (don't know the name of it yet). It's a documentary about some guys trying to make a movie, but they failed so badly that the movie was never made. Very tired, though (I think I might be coming down with a cold too). Tomorrow we will open our stockings. It will be anti-climatic and depressing like Christmas day always is for me. ππ
Saturday, December 23, 2017
TRUST THE PROCESS
I have a decision to make. Although in all reality the decision has already been made; now it's more a question of when.
O CHRISTMAS BEER, O CHRISTMAS BEER
FINALLY GOT HIM!
Well, my dad gave me a bunch of Star Wars cosmic shells from Winn Dixie. I haven't been collecting them, but I was looking for the General Hux one (which I found out is extremely rare). Luckily I found one in the bunch he brought me, so I'm in a good mood now.
He also gave me 2 Jerry Lewis movies I've never seen. He's going out to lunch with Jimmy now, but I passed as I have a toothache. Time to go lie down and read (2 books to goal).
He also gave me 2 Jerry Lewis movies I've never seen. He's going out to lunch with Jimmy now, but I passed as I have a toothache. Time to go lie down and read (2 books to goal).
HOW 'BOUT NO
I forgot Dad's coming over today for a gift exchange. Not really in the mood to socialize as I am hungover and cranky. And Kevin's out at a lunch with his family. Oh, well. 'Tis the season.
HALFWAY THERE
In the next life I will come back as Felicia Day in her final form.
IT'S NOT UP TO YOU (OR ME)
Even though I don't necessarily believe in a God, I do feel that the universe (or some power) pulls you in the direction you need to go no matter how difficult it might seem at the time or how much you try to fight against it.
Friday, December 22, 2017
TRIGGERED
I just returned a phone call to someone I thought was from the AAPC where I just completed a coding course. Turns out it was my instructor from Sheridan Technical School from 2 years ago doing a survey from students who left the school (I signed up for coding back in Jan. 2016, but dropped out a week later due to the confusion and incompetence I witnessed in their program). I *really* did not want to have to reopen that chapter in my life. It was very uncomfortable having to explain why I left. I assume collecting feedback is part of her job for the program, but she seemed very annoyed with my answers and then the call "dropped" mysteriously about halfway through. The part that is really bothering me is when she asked if the AAPC had a job placement resource for graduates. I don't know if they do, but it made me feel weird as I am planning to go into the field all by myself with just my title (CPC) to show for it.
I've been trying to relax these last few days in 2017 and not think about work or school and this phone call just brought the anxiety I've been holding at bay back in my face and joints and heart and gut. *ugh*
I've been trying to relax these last few days in 2017 and not think about work or school and this phone call just brought the anxiety I've been holding at bay back in my face and joints and heart and gut. *ugh*
A STUDY IN CONTRAST
Some thoughts on Tommy Wiseau. Yes, he has been known to make stuff up: where he comes from, his real age, etc. He embellishes at times or fills in the blanks with how he sees himself verses the reality of things. You know who else does this? Donald Trump. But here's why Tommy doesn't bother me in the least bit. He's kind. He has an innocence to him that I find endearing. Sure, I don't know him personally, but from what I have witnessed as a fan, he seems like the genuine article. His motto is "Love each other." He lifts people up instead of bringing them down. He inspires. He laughs at himself (and a lot of other things...).
So when Trump makes up stuff or stretches the truth, it bothers me. Because he does it to maim, to hurt, to abuse. I get it. He feels so awful inside, and the only way for him to feel any small relief is by inflicting his anguish onto others. He doesn't lead, he belittles. He doesn't ask, he demands. He spends all his time oozing out a poison that has been in him since childhood. The man needs help. I used to feel sorry for him, but I don't anymore. He's lived on this planet long enough to notice a trend. He has the money and resources to get help for his issues. But that would be admitting he has a problem, and this is something he will never do as long as he lives.
I feel gross that I wasted a whole post on Trump's sorry ass, but I had to make use of the contrast to show how truly wonderful Tommy Wiseau is. And trust me, he is. π
CULT 45
The sad thing is that when Dump's policies evidently begin to fail, he'll blame establishment Republicans and his supporters will eat it right up. They can't see his incompetence staring them right in the eyes.
SAD SAD SITUATION
It's sad when you don't even get spam comments. π’
NICE CLEAN COAL
Some people are alone on Christmas.
Some people want to be alone on Christmas.
Santa isn't real!
Some people want to be alone on Christmas.
Santa isn't real!
SHE GETS ALL THE LIKES
"Happy holidays from Calliope and me! Look what 60 dollars at the hardware store can get you! I'm the next Anne Geddes y'all!"
God, I hate her. *grrrr*
BULLY PULPIT
Donald Trump is like the Harvey Weinstein of politics. "If you don't suck my dick and grovel at my feet and do my bidding, I will DESTROY you." It seems to be working.
YOU'RE TEARING ME APART, GMM!
I used to specifically avoid the episodes of GMM where they had guests and now almost all of them have guests. π
Thursday, December 21, 2017
MUSINGS
I think when you're writing for the public some of the pureness gets lost because you are anticipating what your audience wants verses writing for yourself. How to satisfy both without losing integrity? Therein lies the conundrum.
SHORT GIRL APPRECIATION DAY
Today is Short Girl Appreciation Day, so I'm going to celebrate myself and all the times I've asked, "Can you reach that for me?"
DON'T FEED THE TROLLS
Getting into petty arguments with dump supporters today. I just can't.
TODAY'S PLANS ARE SIMPLE
Today is going to be a relax in bed and read day. My TMJ is feeling better than it has in weeks (maybe because I've been taking my medication and/or because I stopped using my new nightguard?). I'm so close to my goal of reading 15 books for the year (3 away)! And then Kevin comes home early today and so begins the long holiday festivities. Yay. And Festivus! π
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Wednesday, December 20, 2017
LIFE IS GOOD
Drinking wine and watching Drakkhen gameplay on youtube with Onyx. Life is good... as it should be.
CONSUMED
"Let all the waters of Dune flow into the sand. They will not match my tears."
- Duncan Idaho
- Duncan Idaho
TODAY'S GMM WAS GOOD
Good Mythical Morning:
Christmas Song Challenge ft. Jack Black
3 YEARS AGO TODAY...
I beat Legend of Grimrock. Gosh, those were simpler times. π
OH REALLY?
I'm an extremely private exhibitionist.
POSTPONED
Well, it looks like the yard work I wanted to do today is not happening. I might just read and then take a nap. I also need to run by the liquor store as I'm running dangerously low on whiskey. πΉπΈ
OH
Lunchies with Pumpkinbutt, yay! π
Tuesday, December 19, 2017
THREED
I'm reading a crazy book about junk ("Naked Lunch"). I'll let you guess which kind. ππ
#2
Just emailed Fairyland Support about a pot I got, but couldn't find in my inventory. Thought it was a mushroom pot, but after visiting the forums (I'm banned from [I have ways]) I discovered it's only a regular pot which I collected several of in 2015. They must think I'm crazy. The good thing is it's the middle of the night in the UK. I'm sure they get emails like this all the time because Fairyland people are mostly high (not me, but still).
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