Saturday, June 30, 2007

When It Rains

I'm so sick of all the bickering and bantering back and forth over Benoit's death. Certain reporters attacking Vince because of his "No steroids" release. Sure, he shouldn't have said that, but the authorities shouldn't have automatically said that it was steroids. Several so-called experts completely contradicting each other, if not on the same show, then the same channel. One thing that really got to me was someone saying that Wrestlers are more likely to die before the age of 45 than football players. What the hell? First off, Wrestlers do their job all year long. Second off, if you're trying to relate the two sports as far as their effect on longevity, then you cannot include deaths that are not sport related. Ya know, like traffic fatalities. Which they did. Several reporters are taking this opportunity (as if they've waited their whole careers for it) to attack Vince and the WWE. Okay, so Vince implements random drug screening, fines and releases wrestlers found to be using steroids (or even excessive amounts of pain pills) AND has lowered their schedules from 3-5 shows a week down to 1 or 2 . . . what the hell else is he supposed to do? The only reason he gets cracked down on so hard is because 1) It's wrestling and 2) he makes an ASSLOAD of money from it. Back the hell off, bitches.

If that weren't enough, I was digging around for my phone (I dropped it under the bed) and found that my two old dream diaries got soaked. *So much rain we've had . . . * Okay, one got soaked, the other got real wet around the edges. If I'm lucky and the pages don't stick too much together while they're drying, then I may not lose too much. Regardless, I'm going to have to make a digital copy and save it to disk. *sigh* As if I don't have enough to do in a day. On the bright side, you lucky readers you, if I come across any dreams that I think you'll find amusing or intriguing I'll post 'em here. Along with an interpretation and if my memories being nice to me, I'll see if I can find any relevance between dream and waking world. ^_^

Hrm . . . for those of you on neopets, if you don't know about the word scramble, check here for some information. If you haven't answered any of 'em, you can get 3000np and 3 codestones today. Sweet deal. Man I wish they'd get neopets back at McDonald's. Oh, and if you go through avatarlog, it's back up. At least temporarily.

Oh, if you haven't gotten to see Turistas, it's good . . . but not scarier or more graphic than Hostel. Whoever decided that was on crack. Don't get me wrong, I liked it, but it wasn't as greusome as I was expecting.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

I Can See My Future

One day this will be me . . . except for the being a man part . . . cuz I'm not.
There's your laugh for the day.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Grab Bag

Yesterday while I was taking the np out of my shop til, I got a random event that turned my main pet, Frijana, into a baby Ixi! She's so cute!

Now I don't know if I want to paint her Plushie colored still, or not. Decisions, decisions, decisions. lol I guess I'll keep saving for it, just in case. Also, today a real easy avatar came up, so I got this one:

It's not much, but it's been a while since I've gotten one, so I figured I'd share anyway.

Larry King is doing the Paris Hilton interview. Doesn't bother me cuz he does celebrity interviews all the time. I am happy that there are certain "real" news stations that are finally deciding not to do stories on her anymore on account of (duh) it's not really news. It's "entertainment" news . . . sorta. Does it count if she's not really entertaining?

Funky Weather:
For those of you who don't live here, it's raining . . . again. Seattle is hot and dry and we're all wet. WTF is going on? I don't mind too much, but we are starting to flood again, and North Texas, especially up by Dallas, is flooding pretty fiercely.

We got "Freeway". It was a little disturbing at first, but then it just got too funny and that made up for it. I'm not sure if it was supposed to be funny or if I was just sympathising with her . . . which is kinda frightening in it's own rights. lol

Dark Tower:
I'm not gonna give too much away, but two more people died. The beam is safe and I'm pretty sure within the next 100 pages or so they'll actually be at or very near the Tower. My dad got a thing in the mail for the Stephen King Library. It's like those mail order book clubs (like BMG or Columbia House), but they deal only in Stephen King books. You should check it out. I was a member for a while. I'll join again after I get the money. Used to be they send you a list of all of his books and you mark off the ones you want and those are the only ones they'll send you, so you don't have to worry about sending back ones you already own. Also, you get first crack at new releases. And, of course, everything at a discount. I'm just gonna have to make sure that when we do move I go through our shit with a fine toothed comb so I know which ones I've already got. ^_^

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Benoit Update

This was on the "AOL News" thing that pops up when we log on. Just for the record. I refuse to believe it.
"Pro wrestler Chris Benoit strangled his wife and smothered his son before hanging himself in his weight room, a law enforcement official close to the investigation told The Associated Press on Tuesday.

Authorities also said they are investigating whether steroids may have been a factor in the deaths of Benoit, his wife and their 7-year-old son. Steroid abuse has been linked to depression, paranoia, and aggressive behavior or angry outbursts known as "roid rage."
'We don't know yet. That's one of the things we'll be looking at,' said Fayette County District Attorney Scott Ballard. He said test results may not be back for weeks."
It pisses me off that after not even 24 hours they can just say so matter-of-factly that he killed his family then himself. Yet it took nearly a month for them to say that as far as they could tell Anna Nicole hadn't been forced to take all those drugs that killed her. Which we all know is a bullshit lie. Howard thought he was gonna get a piece of the fortune.
But I digress. Maybe I don't, I guess I made my point. Here's the other thing:
"Authorities were investigating the deaths at a secluded Fayette County home as a murder-suicide and were not seeking any suspects"
I don't know how the whole system works, but if the medical examiner actually looked for evidence contrary to this (like the fact that he may have been strangled and then strung up) and didn't find any, then fine. Whatever. Does that still mean he killed his family?
Huh? How do I figure someone off the street got the drop on Chris Benoit? I just don't know. Nothing makes sense anymore, it seems.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Benoit & Babwa Wawa

I was gonna add a pic here, but that didn't turn out so well. I think the worst part is not knowing what happened. Gawd. Freakin' Chris Benoit! If anyone was ever a truly Professional Wrestler it was him. Sux that we missed so much of him when stupid CW moved to a channel ya gotta pay to get. Bullshit. We finally get him back and now . . . . now all we have is memories. At least now 'Toothless Agression' and 'Latino Heat' are reunited.

The Hilton Family approached Barbera Walters with an offer for her to do Paris' post-prison interview and Babs declined! The person on Extra or Access or whatever the hell show it was asked if this was such a good idea. For Barbera Walters, yes it absolutely was. She has busted her ass to be a serious journalist. She has conducted some of the most compelling interviews in recent history. Paris Hilton getting out of prison after, what?, a month is NOTHING. It's not news. It's frivolous. If she had accepted, she would have been lowering herself to all the rest of the celebrity crazed media and I say "Good for her." You go girl, stick to your principles and never look back.

Saturday, June 23, 2007

My Myth

"My name is Lizzy. I am a spiritual advisor to the King. While I have everything I could possibly want or need, I feel there is more out there. I take my plight to the King. "Your Majesty," I begin. "You are looking well."

He laughs his hardy laugh. "Thanks to your spells and potions I feel as though I could live forever. What brings you this day?"

"Highness, I don't mean to seem presumptuous, but I have a favor to ask of you . . . ."

"Oh?" At this he leans forward, eyebrows raised. I am very nervous. "What is your request?"

"I wish to take a spirit journey," a look of concern crosses his face so I push forward. "I am very grateful for all that you have bestowed upon me, and I have every intention to return. However, I feel deep inside of myself that there is something out there I must find. The stars are positioned and the Runes are adamant. I can no longer ignore the signs. Please, Sire, I must go." I hold my breath, and my heart is pounding in my chest. I hope I've not made an utter fool of myself.

"Come closer Lizzy." I came and knelt before his throne, looking deep into his bright blue eyes. "My mind tells me I should keep you here. I don't know what I will do without your guidance. Then, my heart tells me I should let you go, that you really need this." He pauses for a moment, though it feels like an eternity. "How will I know to contact you should there be an emergency?"

Has he just granted my request? "Honestly, Highness, I don't know. I have faith, though, that I would not be called away if it were not safe to do so. If it would ease your mind, I could cast a protection spell on the castle before I go. The knights should still stand guard, but their victory is assured."

"It pains me to do so, I shall surely miss you, but your request is granted. Godspeed to you, may you find what you seek."

"Thank you Highness, you shan't regret this," I bow and leave his chambers. I should pack. The sooner I can leave, the better. My first stop is the kitchen. I grab a couple loaves of bread from Rosita and a small pitcher of water. Making my way to my room. I won't take too much with me. A little bit of food, a change of clothes, a fresh journal, pen, my protection amulet and a sturdy blanket should it get cold. I have faith that anything I should need will be provided for me along the way. One last look around my room and I'm ready to leave. Before I reach the castle gates, Rosita hands me a small sack. She informs me that it is from the King. She wishes me luck and Godspeed. I kiss her cheek and begin my journey.

Upon leaving the castle grounds, I'm drawn to the forest that lies to the East. So this is where I am headed. The sky is clear and a cool breeze brushes across my body. What will I find? By the time I reach the forest, it is getting rather warm, the shade of the trees is a welcome relief. The soft grass beneath my feet, coupled with my leisurely pace, keeps me from feeling strained. I continue walking, looking around at the myriad of plant life surrounding me. Berries, flowers, herbs, mosses, as far as the eye can see. One plant in particular catches my eye. It's a lovely flower, a little small but with vibrant blue and purple petals. I hoist my bag off of my shoulder and lay it on the ground, careful not to crush any other flowers, and sit before this Blue Beauty.

"Hello you pretty thing. It's amazing you can grow without seeing the sun."

I hear a soft voice in my head, "Hi! I don't remember seeing you before. My name is Violet. This is my home. All of the plant life here is connected so we're like family. These big trees make sure I get plenty of light and water, but not too much. The grass and clovers keep me cozy. We're here to give food and shelter and ask very little in return." As Violet tells me all about plant life, the sun begins to set. She tells me there is a safe clearing a little further ahead. I thank her and head for the meadow. The grass is so soft, and the stars are so brilliant, it seems almost a shame to sleep through it all. As I roll out my blanket and stare up at the stars sleep comes easily.

I am awoken by a soft stirring at the edge of the clearing. As my eyes refocus I see what I believe to be a Troll peering at me from behind a rock. "Hello," I say softly to him. Even so he scurries off. I notice that the sun is just rising and my stomach is growling to be fed. Maybe that's what scared him off?

I reach into my sack to pull out a loaf of bread and come across the package from the King. I had completely forgotten it. I pull it out, along with the bread and my journal and set these items in front of me. I begin with the bread. I break the loaf in half, crumble up one end for the birds, should there be any around, and begin to nibble on the other half. In my journal I write about my conversation with Violet in as much detail as I can manage. I carefully put it back in my bag before finishing off the bread and turning my attention to the mysterious package.

I have the feeling I'm being watched, but pay it no mind. There is a note attached. It reads, "Lizzy, I thought you could use these." That is all. I open the package and my heart skips a beat. Inside is a rather large heart shaped locket, a silver bracelet, a few cloth bags, a small jar of honey and a simple boot knife. I look up and see the Troll standing cautiously three feet in front of me.

"That's a pretty stone you're holding. What is it?" I ask.

"Obsidian," he replies. "His voice is deep in contrast to his small size. "It absorbs negative energy."

"Does it?" An idea pops into my head, and I hold up the bracelet for him to see. His eyes grow wide. "Would you mind trading it for this bracelet?"

He eyes me skeptically. I lay the bracelet on the ground 1/2 way between us, and begin placing the other items in my bag. Slowly he removes the bracelet and places the obsidian in it's place. Still watching me he puts the bracelet in a pouch he has strung around his neck. Slowly I pick up the stone, I can feel it pulsing in my hand. I decide to pout it in one of the pouches the King gave me and tie it to my belt loop.

"Thank you," I slowly look up to him. He seems to have relaxed.

"I was sent for you," he states. "We all know about your journey. We are here to help."


"Follow me." I grab the rest of my things and follow him through the forest, stepping carefully. We must have traveled miles when he stops and announces our arrival. I look up and my breathe is taken away. All around me are creatures thought only to exist in myth. Sylphs, Faeries, Salamanders as far as the eye can see. This is what I came to find. I am enraptured. I sit, listen and learn. Time has ceased to exist for me.

After learning all I can, and taking care to write down every word, I begin to feel homesick. I want to put all of my new knowledge and insight into practice for my King and country. Having voiced my concern, I'm led to my former clearing and granted and open invitation.

Back at the castle I spend several hours sharing my experience with the King. He is delighted and grants me the rest of the day to go over my notes and rest. The future is bright. Who knows what lies around the next corner?"

I know, as far as stories go, it kinda sucks. lol Not sure what it was supposed to mean, or why I felt the need to share, but there it is. Kinda got me wondering how it would be different if I had written it today instead of 5 years ago. Unless I come up with something really interesting I wanna blog about, next one will probably be my movie list. lol Once through and it shouldn't be too hard to tell which ones are more mine and which are more Aaron's. ^_^

Friday, June 22, 2007

Coming Soon To A Comp Near You

Last night as I was trying so desperately to fall asleep, I remembered something I had done a long time ago. No . . . not that . . .perv. I was going through a kind of Native American spiritual workbook thing, and one of the excersizes in there was to write your own mythology. I remembered how fun it was making my fantasy self the main character of a . . . . mini-epic? Kinda. At the time I wrote it, I couldn't imagine sharing it with anyone but Aaron, but now I think I want to. I have to dig out the notebook it's in, but I know exactly where it is, so I'll be posting that next. Probably tomorrow or day after. Be warned, though, it does have a magick basis to it, so if you're offended by such things, don't read it if you don't want to. I don't mind. lol I just thought I'd set it up today so I don't have to tomorrow.

I do wish I could remember what I was dreaming, though, cuz I think the two (plus the Dark Tower book) were kind of loosely similar. It was all very wierd, but the quicker I have to wake up, the more I forget.

Oh . . . . oh. My mom's watching animal planet and this woman drove 1800 miles from Florida to {I-didn't-catch-where} to adopt a grayhound dog and as soon as they brought the dog out she ran right up to the woman waiting for her. She knew. I'm crying now. lol

Last night we saw Darrell. Had to stop to let him pass or I'd have ended up in the ditch trying to move around him. lol He's got a little buddy that he hangs with. Showing him the ropes, I think. His buddy was in our yard. I don't mind at all. If we could actually get them to go out and just come back here and live off the back porch the rest of the time, I'd feel so much better. *sigh* Ah well, whatchya gonna do?

Thursday, June 21, 2007


I know, very descriptive. Okay, so the fridge is still hovering under 50. The strip of whatever that keeps it sealed is cracked in some places, so until I can replace that I'm gonna duct tape it. That's gonna take a while, cuz I wanna do it right. Still workin' the ice things.

Just picked up our 200th DVD movie today. *drumroll* "Shrek 2"! Yay! lol We also got Son-in-Law (#199). Debating over whether or not I wanna post the whole list. *shrugs* Maybe. I already have it on the computer. Just gotta add in the 4 new ones.

Oh, watched that show "The Universe" on the history channel last night. Very cool show. They were doing Jupiter. I learned so much, I think I may have a 'vacation' there, or one of the moons, maybe. ^_^ For one of the moons (Europa) it's covered in ice and there are these guys developing this thing that's gonna go to Europa and melt through some of the ice to get to the water underneath and take samples and pictures. It's supposed to launch in 2019 . . . they didn't say how long it would be up and when it would come back, but whenever it is, I hope I'm alive cuz I really wanna know what it finds. How kewl would that be?! Life on one of Jupiter's moons!? Mindboggling.

It's now been a month since my mom's knee replacement. She's doing really well. Still limps some, uses her cane around the house and her walker outside, but everyone's thrilled with her progress. Soon we won't have the in-home physical therapy and I'll be taking her to the outpatient therapy. Hopefully she'll be strong enough to drive soon so I can follow up on some *ahem* employment leads. I don't wanna push it, though. I think I've been good about that. It's agitating and exhausting looking after her, but it's only temporary.

I'm now working on the final "Dark Tower" book. *sigh* I'm happy and sad. lol I don't want it to end! lmao So far all of the main characters are still alive. I don't see Roland making it to the end, though. He's in a pretty bad way. I'm trying not to rush through it.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Semi-Successful Repairwoman

The freezer is nice and chilly. The fridge is fluctuating between 45 and 50 degrees. Actually, it got down to 41, I think. The bottle of water I put in there was nice and cold, so I guess it's alright. We've got some of those plastic ice things you put in coolers so you don't have to use regular melty ice, so I have 2 of those in there trying to cool it down just a tad more. Maybe pick up an extra aquarium thermometer to stick in there. Keep an eye on it. Brakky says it could take up to 3 days for the fridge to finally settle, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed!

My Kiko Lake team isn't doing so hot. Of course, I haven't been helping as much as I probably could. Dunno, haven't felt much like jumping on neopets. Especially not with avatarlog down. I do if I have spare time, but it's not quite a priority.

I'm 1/2-way through the 6th Dark Tower book. The last one is super long, so it'll be something to relish. So far I'm still lovin' 'em. It's funny, cuz two of the main characters are on their way to talk to Stephen King. Hrm. It cracks me up that he wrote himself into the story so blatently, I can't wait to see what happens.

Ya like the pic of my trip to Mars? Pretty kewl, yeah? I'm thinking of taking a trip to Venus, so you can look forward to that pic. Just have to make sure I pack some shorts, cuz it's supposed to be pretty hot.

Friday, June 15, 2007

"I'm So Scared...."

Holy cow! Right behind you! It's the Blair Witch!!!!! RRRUUUNN!!! Okay, not so much scared. Just, concerned. Stayed up late last night working on the fridge. Pulled open the back panel of the freezer, sprayed the fan with some WD40 and realigned the dealy it's connected to so it's not knocking or making any noise at all. Cleaned the HELL out of the fridge. Tried to take off the panel to the thermostat, but couldn't get two of the screws loose (oh, the irony) so I just left it at that. Aaron already helped me shove it back in place, so I had a helluva time reaching around to plug it back in. The thing says it takes 24 hours for the temperature to stabilize, so in 14 more hours I have the pleasure of checking it. It's running . . . only it's been so long since it has I'm not sure if it's as loud as it's supposed to be? It was pretty loud before, but that was probably just the freezer fan. Yeah, that's it . . . the freezer fan. Heh. I'm scared to check and see if it is any cooler at all . . . cuz if it's not then that just means having someone professional coming to look at it. And no one wants that. It hasn't sounded like it's "kicked on" yet so that kinda worries me.

Oh, if you checked out the pics from when I went to the lake, if you remember the tree that kind of looks like a dragon? Word has it that it fell down. So I'm glad I got to see it and took a pic of it while it was still standing. If you missed that post and wanna see what I'm talking about, here's the link: HERE

Also, was I reading that notice right? We get 1000 pics now? That's a lot. If this is true, and I can get the new photo-uploader thingy to show up, then I'll be putting up and Elvis album. 208 pics we have of him. ^_^

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Role Reversal (+plus)

I think I have my own share of "old-fashioned" views. Like, one parent should stay home to take care of the house and kids, and the one making the money decides what's done with the money. Spouses should support each other and whatever's said in the bedroom stays there unless decided otherwise by both parties. Family before friends, corperal punishment (within reason) is okay, and so is a degree of parental spying. Parents should raise their kids and not technology. (seriously, if you don't want your kids watching something, don't let 'em. Fuck V-chip, it's called a remote and 4AAs cost 98 cents <--and most remotes only take 2) I realize this isn't always possible and different things work for different people. Just working my way up to what I was really thinking about. Ya know, the 'reversal' part. ^_^
Aaron does the cooking, and I like that. He's a great cook. Most top chefs are men, so I don't understand why cooking would still be concidered "women's" work. As for myself, I like mowing the lawn. The hum and vibration of the mower kinda drown out all the voices in my head so I can concentrate on one thing at a time, which is a relief. Okay, sometimes two things, but it's still a relief. Aaron hates that I do it, but what the hell. I like it. It's gets me up and moving, out in the fresh air and, ya know, the voices. I also get a real kick out of being able to take charge and change my own damn tire thankyouverymuch. For the militant feminist who lives in my head there's no better feeling than telling some cocky ass "No thanks, I've already got it taken care of." Ha! (as the open-hearted spiritualist pleads "Not all men are like that, some just really want to help" See what I mean? The voices) I'll let a guy hold the door for me, but don't mind holding it myself. I'll do what I can as plumber/electrician around the house, but (unlike a cocky ass) know when to call for professional help. lol
I think that's really something that got lost in translation during the feminist movement. Yes, we can vote. Yes, anything some man can do, some woman can also do. We can hold down jobs, pay for our own dinner, change our own tires, get our own chairs/doors, and open our own pickle jars. We can also be the poster child for the perfect 50's wife and mother ("Would you like your pipe and slippers dear?"). Or anything in between and it's all okay, because the movement gave us the choice! I don't think letting a man feel like a man takes us back any. If anything, it empowers us more, because we let them! Ha! And besides, who doesn't like to see their man's chest swell with pride when they get the lid off that jar of pickles? I know I do . . . and I really do have weak little girly arms . . . . .


Saturday, June 9, 2007

Bool! The End

Last night after dropping Aaron off in Heights, I was driving home and had the wierdest sensation. It was like all of a sudden, nothing was real. I mean, it was really there, but not really real. More like a model, like a train set. It wasn't even just that either. Older buildings I could see like doll houses. Empty, but intricately detailed on the inside. Newer and bigger buildings, 'sardine' neighborhoods especially, were something else. Like, blocks of wood shaped like houses, but dense and meaningless. Something bought from a surplus store rather than handcrafted. I've spoken out against overpopulation and these new housing developements quite openly. Overcrowding is one of the few things that really scares me. This, though, was different. Seeing things in this way . . . . . it was something screaming at me that what the hell, it's just not right. I kept driving and the feeling didn't quite leave me until I got home. A cliff face seemed out of place, because it so deeply reminded me of something I've seen far away from here. Neon signs glared like boils against the backdrop of my view. Madness. Utter, total and complete madness.

Friday, June 8, 2007

Arcade! ^_^

So yesterday morning I went out early to get the grocery money. Something told me to go to HEB for the sodas and ATM. I didn't ask questions, just went. As I was leaving, there sitting on top of the crane pile was the pirate skeleton. Aaron had been trying for that one, but it was always buried. I knew I had to get it for him before someone else did. It took some doin', cuz his jacket is slippery, but I got 'im.

Little after lunch, we went to the mall (a rare occurance) and headed toward Tilt. He wanted to try again at the giant jumbo mega crane. Still no luck. lol We got a few token to try for Family Guy again, but no luck there. He found a token on the ground which gave us an uneven amount. The search for single token games took us to Skee Ball!!! So yesterday I got to play Skee Ball with my hubby. That was nice.

Later after that we got back to HEB. As it turns out, my worries about someone else nabbing the skeleton pirate were totally unfounded. Ya see, during the day they completely refilled the machine! *HA* Got the green Hippo out of the smaller one. Oh, yeah, we also tried the one at K-Mart. *rolls eyes* The toys are bigger than the claw. 'Nuff said.

Oh, and I managed to send in a few winning Yooyuball scores! Go Team! Go Team!!

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Crane +

Yes, again. This time was all Aaron. He seems to have much better mojo at Wal*Mart and I do better at HEB. lol Don't know why, it just works out that way. He got the big Hippo (that is what that blue thing is) from the big machine (the same one he got the big-headed blue dog from) and he got the BlackBeard pirate figure/toy thing from the jewelry machine! First time we've gotten something from that one. Tomorrow or Friday (hopefully tomorrow) we'll get to try the crane they have there with the little rubber balls in it, cuz they have a couple of Simpsons ones. That would be sweet.

Also, last year (on neopets) I didn't join the Altador Cup tournament. This year I decided, why the heck not? So I joined team Kiko Lake. I haven't gotten the actual tournament game to load up, but I've played the support games, so hopefully that'll help at least a little bit. I'd hate to actually join and then get knocked out in the first round! That would suck.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Disturbing Dream

Not scary, just a little too familiar. Seems just when I'm feeling bad about what I did, something like this comes up to remind me why I did it. . . . you'll see:
"It was the last day of school. I had shown up late, but with the news that my twin and I had a mild form of some disease. It wasn't really bad, but helped explain to our friends what had been going on with us for most of the year.
After school it was very dark out. I was going to hang out with this guy I liked when I got a call from David. He was pissed because he had heard that I was pregnant. I told him I wasn't, and even if I was, it was no longer his concern because we weren't together.
The other guy and I were on our way to a hotel to celebrate the end of the year. David showed up with one of his friends. My "new guy" was no fighter, so we ducked around and ran to our room. We got the door barricaded just in time, but somehow they managed to pick all of the locks. Including the chain and deadbolt.
What happened next was kind of a blur. My "new guy" had escaped but I was taken prisoner. A whole crew of David's friends showed up and turned the whole hotel into some kind of base. I was given dirty rags to wear, but could roam around within a certain area. There was trash everywhere and a green mist hung in the air. After a while I noticed my "new guy" wandering around. He avoided people who would recognize him, but otherwise just blended in. We finally met up, but never got quite enough privacy to openly discuss an escape strategy. I was so scared for the both of us."
Yeah, disturbing. It seemed a lot longer than it did just typing it. Also, Sandy, I don't know if I ever did, but I have to thank you for being there that day. There's really no telling what may have happened, or if I even would have had the strength to stay broken up with him . . . or what could have happened to me if I had. So, thank you. From the bottom of my heart, just for being there with me.

Monday, June 4, 2007

My Dream

Yes, it's been a while since I've posted up a dream. Very good reason for that. My sleep has been so sporadic I either haven't had time to get to the dream state, or have forgotten it when I wake up on account of all the crap I have to do in a day. But here is one. Not that long, but I thought it was fun.
I was in Germany with Aaron. Well, that is to say we were coming out of the apartments we were in when I lived in Germany. We got down to the parking area and were about to head to the PX (even though it was the middle of the night) and a little ways down the road was a whole mass of people. We weren't going to get through them with the car, so we took a bike instead. We went around the road and ended up in a little shopping area. (Not the one from Germany, but kind of similar) We went into a little convenience store to pick up some candy and I kind of wandered around, looking out the windows. The store was kind of cramped and outside was a cotton candy vendor. I didn't go out, though, cuz I didn't want to get seperated. I woke up after getting back to him.
Yeah, so not much, but it's something. lol

Saturday, June 2, 2007

A Nudder Funny Crane Story

I think it is anyway. ^_^ Okay, so late last night Aaron and I went to HEB to pick up some soda and candy and we hit the crane games on our way out. I managed to nab the boy Shrek baby to go with the girl. Not a great day, but it was something. You can see him next to his sis in the pic below. That's the net I made for 'em.

We went back to HEB to pick up some ice (our fridge is busted, if anyone has any tips to get it working again, I'm all ears) and I managed to turn some nickles and pennies into a quarter at the self-check out. Score for me! Didn't get any toys from that shot, but I was happy I managed to trick the register into giving me another quarter instead of spitting out the same change I put in there. *teehee* I guess that's it. As usual, if you wanna see the pic of just the Shrek baby boy, it's in my album with all the rest. I think I may have found some motivation to really quit smoking once and for all. As expensive as these packs are, that's like 6 tries a day!! Yes, Sandy, I'm a crackhead. So are you. lol And now I have something else to be "occupied" over!