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Monday, January 1st, 2007
7:48 pm
.friends only


From this entry on, everything is untouchable by those not friended. Don't expect an add, either.

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Friday, December 22nd, 2006
11:28 am
MERRY YULE!!!

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Friday, October 27th, 2006
1:05 pm - Meme.
Taken from Azure.Collapse )


current mood: chipper

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Saturday, October 14th, 2006
9:43 am - Huh....
Woke up this morning with my hands clenched into tiny, tiny fists and my knuckles practically white from the effort. Weird.

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Tuesday, October 10th, 2006
2:35 pm
Brendan finally made NR-Paramedic.

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Sunday, October 8th, 2006
3:36 pm - True Goodbyes are the One Never Said and Never Explained.
I have to work tonight and in the mean time, I'm doing four loads of laundry while I try to figure out what the Husband is actually doing with his time that makes it impossible for assistance. I think I'm developing a serious hankering for the need of chocolate and I'm thinking that smoking regular Camels today aren't helping my nicotine desire nor the fact that I appear to be officially PMSing. Today is a great day. Rii-iight.


current mood: cranky

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Thursday, October 5th, 2006
4:08 pm - I'm So In Love With You...
As we were coming down the mountain, I nearly bit off Nicky's arm to stop her from turning off Lonestar. (Gee, I wonder what state they're from... if you can't guess, I hate you unless you're from some other country.) I snarled and did the gnawing-biting thing that she does sometimes only when I do it I tend to leave marks. Anyway, I made her listen to it and to liven it up a little--since she seems to hate country--I sang the lyrics to her, which made her laugh so hard she was practically snorting. It was the best thing in the entire world especially on a day like today... It's something I'd've done with Jenn, actually...

I have my first sociology test tomorrow and I'm going to be doing as much cramming as possible tonight at work. It shouldn't be much of a problem since I know the subject matter fairly well. Of course, now that I've mentioned how fantabulously teacher's pet-like I am, I'm going to fail the test miserably and cry about it to my professor who said that she'll take blood if she has to and that it's our fault should we fail. (Of course, she's right with that assessment.) The only part of the test that I will be sketchy on is the area dealing with the research methods sociologists use since there are like... seven of them. No really, seven.

I pulled out of my economics class. The professor was very nice about it. He agreed that I didn't belong in that class and that I really don't know what the hell he was talking about all the time. I think the big fat 50 I scored on my first exam was a big indicator, but it could have also been the fact that I have a perpetual confused frown on my face whenever I was there.

Nichole is doing great not only as my roommate, substitute best friend for the southern best friend, in school but also in her personal life. She's been doing fantabulous at school (although she's paranoid about her upcoming math test) and she even made a ton of new friends. I tend to hang out with them and I think my favorites are Sarah--eccentric, coldly analytical and generally insane--as well as Shannon and Turzee. She lost her job at Subway for bullshit reasons that I won't get into because every time I think about it, I feel the need to call up the Labor Commission and explain to them just how illegal Krissy is with that place. Anyway, her personal life is finally going in a proper direction and for that I am both happy and jealous. (She's in the puppy love stage... oh, how I miss thee!)

Drew's a dick, but that's standard.

Work has been incredibly boring the last few nights mostly because there doesn't seem to be the usual influx of MA/out-of-state/Internet calls that we always get. There were no prank calls yesterday via Internet (we get those a lot) and most of my calls were either MA (no answer/hang ups) or NY (the same). Very nice and interesting although it made me very sleepy and cranky to a fault. (The upcoming period may have something to do with that.) I'll be unhappy this weekend when I'm no longer working with Erica and Jen, who were in the training class with me. It's fun to sit around and either goof off with one another, make fun of one another or to talk about penisitis, which is an actual disease.

My thoughts are all over the place. So much to say and so little time to say it.

EEK! Speaking of time, I have to shovel food down my throat so that I can shower before work.

Last things last, my altar is set up. I'm very excitedhappyOMGsquee!


current mood: happy

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Wednesday, October 4th, 2006
3:43 pm - And...
I'VE GOT THE INTERNETS!!!!


Please leave links to the entries of major importance, like you know, life-changing events.


current mood: chipper

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Sunday, October 1st, 2006
11:39 am - Hi! Not Back Yet, But... I Can Update Today!
Internet The Internet question is still highly debatable. We thought we would have Internet as of this passed week but Verizon decided to be dickheads about it. We have telephone but still no DSL in sight. It looks like we may get the modem next Monday, but there is still a question about that so who the fuck knows?

School School has been going all right. I've found some pretty coold [geeky] friends to hang out with in between classes and when I'm waiting for Nicky to get out of class. Most of my classes are going very well except with economics. I took my first test in that class Wednesday and let's just say... I didn't do very well. So, this Monday, I'm going to be starting the proceeding to withdraw from that class. It kind of sucks because that economics class would fill one of three math requirements I need for my Liberal Arts TRNSFR major, but... it looks like I'll have to find something else to replace it since I just don't know what the fuck is going on with economics.

My other classes are wonderful, mostly. My art history teacher has been just showing us slides and talking about them. I completely confuzzled him this passed week since we were going over ancient Egyptian artwork. Needless to say, I knew a hell of a lot more about that subject than he did. (cheesy smile) My sociology class is absolutely wonderful! I love the class, the teacher and the subject matter. I'm annoyed with the last two chapters I've read but there's nothing to be done for it. Algebra is going all right, too, but I'm normally like that when it comes to regular math-math: Just fine when we're going over it but lost months after I leave the class.

Work Well, where do I begin with the complaints on that one? Honestly, I don't know. We've had three weeks of training and as of Monday, instead of our fourth week of training, we're being shuttled to the floor to take live calls. It's not that I'm not ready for that but I think it's a little ridiculous that they're shoving us out of the nest before some of us are ready. We took live calls Friday and I screwed up only twice so other than that... Again, I can't go much into my job what with the FCC confidentiality contract I signed, but I can complain about how much I (A) hate the words "go ahead" and (B) am beginning to not like those people who are deaf/hard-of-hearing. I guess that's common there, though.

Life I don't think I have one of those. I seem to always be running from one end to another and it's just really hard. I'm hoping that once I get my actual work schedule instead of my training work schedule, things will change but I'm not sure in all honesty. I always feel tired and I've been sick the last two weeks almost non-stop. If push comes to shove, I'll bounce my work schedule back to weekends only and leave the rest of the week as is.

There are other things going on in my life, but honestly... it's not worth mentioning just yet.


current mood: tired

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Friday, September 15th, 2006
2:26 pm - Still on Hiatus.
"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former."
-- Albert Einstein

There's a pretty good lead that I may have Internet running by some time, mid-week. Chris took our computer and did a ton of computer-geek-y things to it that makes Brendan giggle like a school girl. There's a bigger hard drive, which Brendan mentioned might become mine when he finally has the money and inclination to update to something special that has the word "dual" and "core" in the same arena. (I really don't know what the fuck he was talking about, though.)

School is going all right, insofar, however this is only the second week of school so I truly cannot comment. I have had some issues with one of my classes (economics) but that's mostly because I truly do not understand a word that is said in that class. As I explained it to someone recently: "My teacher talks in class, but what he says is Greek to me. So, I read the book but what the book says is like Greek to me. So, I take diligent, stupid-people-type notes on the book and in class, but even my notes are like Greek to me!" There is some serious question, from me, as to whether or not I will actually pass this class. I'm hoping but I'll only be able to get a definitive idea after we've taken our first test, which isn't until the end of the month or so. My other classes (art history, algebra and sociology) are going splendidly, though. I especially enjoy soc.

I started work this past Monday and that seems to be going all right, although I am terribly bored. For the next three weeks, I have more and more training. I really can't discuss work (due to the confidentiality contract I signed) except that it has been a boring week of training. I think that most of the people who are in my training course will pass except for one. She's a little girl who... well, I just don't think she'll go very far with the company.

I'd like to say more but the only thing I have left is that I am tired, exhausted beyond all measure and sick as a dog. I need to rest before I go to work, so...

In the mean time, everyone comment here and tell me what is going on in your life since I realized that I cannot possibly keep tabs on all journals.


P.S. ERIN I saw your post and I saw your comment about me and I'm not happy. I also received your letter two days ago. I'll try to reply but seeming as if I hate you that may not happen. /snark


current mood: sick

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Thursday, August 24th, 2006
6:42 pm
Not a happy camper.


current mood: pissed off

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Thursday, August 17th, 2006
1:40 pm - Hearing Those Words... It Makes Me Weak.
Since completion of the BIG FAT WORK has finally happened, I find myself... terribly bored. This is a dangerous thing since it is boredom that elicits negative behaviors such as snacking on things that will only make me fatter, buying things we don't have the money for and other such nonsense that could in effect have a great big bad effect on my life later on. So, I must figure out something to keep me occupied.

I think I may go to Staples and buy some paper so I can print off the first few chapters. No, wait. That falls into "negative behavior," doesn't it?

In the mean time, I have started reading another smut series that I read earlier this year. Every time I read it, I find myself hornier than a dog in heat. I've had quality sex for the last two nights in a row and I'm aiming for more. I've stopped reading the current book since sex will become a big part of the chapters in about three more chapters (and I will definitely get there before the Husband gets home, I'm sure) and I know that the Husband will be quite tired when he gets home--since he is working 90 hours this week--and probably won't have enough energy to do anything but lay there like a fish. I'm sorry, but my man needs to provide me with as much fun as I provide him. End of story.

I have considered picking the DEVICE short stories back up again, as previously mentioned, but alas, I find my train of thought moving back to the BIG FAT WORK that I recently finished. I want to go through it and edit and make it perfect, which is generally bad since I completely re-wrote it the last time I decided that I could edit it without a single hint of bias. (Not quite so strangely, my bias on my own works tends to be in the negative spectrum... plus, I seem to be a perfectionist when it comes to the art of writing...) Until a conceivable story line for Short Story 3 à là Device can formulate in my mind, I'm left staring at the computer screen quite blankly.

There is good news on the horizon, however.

Recently, the Husband went up to Concord, NH to take his NREMT paramedic test. He failed a portion of the practical, which I find amusing since the Ked as it's called (I am unsure as to whether or not I spelled that properly) is, in effect, what he does for a living. So the fact that he didn't tighten the straps enough to the examiner's liking is highly amusing. He has been ranting on and on about how he most definitely failed the written test and all of this. Come to find out, he passed the written completely. All he has to do is pay $50 for something or other and then another $20 for the re-take of the Ked and he will be a certified paramedic via national standards.

Ah-ha! After this, he will have to pay the state of Massachusetts, challenge the state exam and then he can become a paramedic in the state of Massachusetts. From there, he will be promoted, hopefully, to paramedic at AMR and will be making more. Of course, Massachusetts state and federal taxes will still rape us in the ass, I'm sure, but at least it will be at a higher wage than ten-something an hour. And he will no longer feel like the smallest man on the totem pole since everyone, including dispatch officers, manage to get paid more than newly starting EMT-Basics.

In other news, the place in Easthampton is a go. Mr. Dunphy wishes for us to move in as soon as possible so that he can get his hands on our money. Unfortunately, the Husband has this upcoming Sunday off, which is already spoken for, and the next day off is the 25th, the next Friday after tomorrow. So, Mr. Dunphy will have to wait for our first and last until next week. Hopefully, Nichole will be able to get her hands on her half of it and we will be in business to move our things on that Friday. Hopefully. Seriously, hopefully.

Drew has been making Nichole feel like absolute shit for wanting to move in with us. This has since stopped since Chris put him in his place with well-placed expletives and yelling. However, before, he was doing it merely, I think, because he was jealous of the fact that Nichole was moving in with his best friend and even though he has his "own" apartment, so to speak, he still would have appreciated the offer. As it is, the Husband mentioned Nichole and the possibility of her moving in with us--something Nichole mentioned to Drew repeatedly--before I could say a word. Since he was told this, Drew doesn't believe Nichole and insists that it was my idea. As it is, he kept saying that Nichole would screw up and fail us. Since she gets a regular paycheck from the state and another paycheck from her part-time job at Subway, I would think that the person who could screw up the rent situation in Easthampton would be me since I have no job. (Thus forcing the Belovedary to work some ninety hours a week every week and despise me for it.)

Honestly, I can't wait for Nicky to get out of there. He's a detriment to her emotional and mental well-being. I'm just glad that she has finally figured this out.

Curtis had his first nutty about going to the partial intake programme today. We'll see how he has been for the rest of today. I do know that his behavior was completely out of line, although I wasn't there to witness it since I was in my room sleeping. The only reason I woke up at all is because Curtis, in a fit of pique, decided to throw a water bottle at the window and shatter one of the panes of glass. Of course, the Mother-In-Law had to completely downgrade the severity of the incident because that is what she does best.

I can't wait to hear what happens when Curtis finds out he cannot call his boyfriend today. Petty of me, but that is my lot in life...

I have posted six new chapters for those of you who read my WORK IN PROGRESS. All six can be found in my memories--get to it when you have the time.

Oh... yes... and before I forget...



HAPPY BIRTHDAY, moonwitch!


current mood: sleepy

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Wednesday, August 16th, 2006
10:15 pm - Anouncement.
Ahem...

I'M DONE WITH THE WORK IN PROGRESS!


current mood: giddy

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Tuesday, August 8th, 2006
10:49 am - Book Meme.
The following book meme was taken from lady_savant.
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions. (I posted the entire paragraph as it makes little sense otherwise.)
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.

"They did look like devils, not men. Like animals steeped in cancers. A lot like me, thought Branch. It was hard for him to reconcile their humanlike forms with the coral horns that had bloomed from their heads. Some looked ready to claw their way back to life. He didn't blame this troops for being superstitious."
The Descent by Jeff Long


current mood: sad

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Monday, August 7th, 2006
10:41 am - Disgust.
We decided to try the SlimFast diet. I am drinking my breakfast beverage right now, actually I've been trying to chug it down for the last half hour. I'm failing miserably. This chocolate "shake" tastes like someone used Coco Puffs to make chocolate milk. Seriously. It is the most disgusting thing I have tried to date and I had jalapeñoes the other day.


current mood: grossed out

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Sunday, August 6th, 2006
11:28 am - Driftin' Upward, Gently Lifting, Lazy on the Wind.
Today will be the day that I re-write my previous chapter. I can already feel the itchy feeling in my shoulder blades and the nervous energy pulsating through to my fingertips. I am ready to go. The house is virtually empty (if one excludes seven dogs and an explosion-waiting-to-happen... which I do) and I can blast the music as loud as I would like. I can put on headphones or do without. I can do it any way I wish and no one can complain that I have been "on the computer too long" or that my rapid typing is "loud and obnoxious." I can fly free through the written word and you had better believe that I am happy about that.

Strangely frighteningly odd, my ex-boyfriend has his first child on Friday. It was a sub-reality to me until he posted a picture of him holding the tiny doll-like creature in his arms. He has named his son after Xander from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I would make fun of him (as if I already haven't) and call him horribly unoriginal but I should think that ten other Xanders his son will be going to school with when he is old enough will do that for him. As strange as it is, I still say, "Happy world, papa." Too bad raising children isn't as easy as it looks on television, or so I have heard.

Explosive behaviors from Curtis abounded today. I won't discuss it but will mention that it sounded like he broke up with his boyfriend. I would say, "Woo-hoo," but alas, it would seem that this was a heat of the moment comment that he instantly took back. At least that is how the Husband explained it to me later.

Jennifer is officially married now. I received three really crappy pictures of her. I have the back of her dress memorized since those were the only pictures my mother felt like sending or perhaps they were the only ones that actually came out. (That's what she gets for letting her son use her brand-new Nikon.) I haven't heard from Jenn and probably won't until next week some time. I know that she and the new husband were scheduled to go to Galveston for their honeymoon. She made mention of a horse-drawn carriage ride of which I am terribly jealous but only slightly. I would hate to be so easily noticed when hiding in the crowds is so much safer. I still have to find her the most useless wedding present ever invented.

Last thing of note: Nicky saw the MIL in action last night and pities me more so than she already did. I, for one, am not usually so fond of pity but when it comes from the only friend I have and is lovingly given, I'll fucking take it. To get back at the MIL for bitching about her having her period and my fucking up her hormones I (A) had Nicky do all of her laundry at our house thus tying up water and depleting detergent, (B) watched Charmed episodes for the second time this week with Nicky with the volume up as loud as possible and (C) turned off the air conditioning. I don't think the MIL noticed, however, because she was snoring within minutes of turning out her lights. I think she took one too many trazapam.


current mood: blank

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Friday, August 4th, 2006
2:06 pm - School.
Ahem...


I GOT FINANCIAL AID!


current mood: excited

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1:01 pm - You Shut Your Mouth---How Can You Say I Go About Things the Wrong Way?
I have spent this past week doing nothing in regards to the writing thing. It seems that every time I turn around there is something else going on that merits my attention and makes it impossible to actually sit down and do something. I would like to blame everyone and everything else in my life aside from myself, but I'm quite sure that I cannot get away with blaming everyone (even if I do despise the MIL). So, on this one, it's all my fault and I am terrible to my Muse. My apologies, yada yada yada and that is the end of that.

I did manage to speak to the Husband in regards to bodily injuries. That, hoever, is as far as I have managed to go with the entire thing. I learned that I was wrong, wrong, wrong about a certain arm break to a certain main character, which I have to rectify before I forget the tidbit. I have decided that the arm breakage is going to happen to the humerus and I also have to give my main character a head injury... not so bad. The worst part is that I have to completely re-write CH38. Oh, well. It gives me something to do.

All week long I have been trying to contact Waldenbooks in the hopes that I would have the job. On Wednesday I called but the manager wasn't in. He was supposed to be in yesterday--on my birthday--and I tried to call twice but the phone just rang and rang. I finally got ahold of him today only to find that he hasn't done shit with my application and that I still have to wake. How crappy is that? I actually want this job and now I have to wait until his assistant manager comes back from his/her vacation. La-de-da.

On Monday, a large blow-up happened between "The Band" and Nicky and I. No details but it came down to the fact that we're a "distraction." I decided that as a distraction, I'll show them what a real distraction is if it comes up. I'd get more into it but the lid has been resealed on that particular can-of-worms until the next time band practice comes along, I'm not let in on the information and I'm forced to scream at the Husband to get his attention... That should be next Monday.

On that day, Brendan gave me one of my birthday gifts early. I received Charmed season 1. I'm already done with the first season so now I definitely need season 2. Of course, that probably won't happen until Christmas but a girl can hope that she'll one day have a job and one day have money to purchase such unnecessary things as Charmed, season 2. Maybe even the third season--what a thought!

On Tuesday, Nicky and I celebrated Lughnasad. We had a blast even if it was so hotly muggy outside that the two of us were moist afterward. The bread I bought from Randall's was delicious. The "wine" could have been much better since it was that Green Apple wine cooler shit that's not very good. We cleaned and consecrated my athame and giggled a bit, which may have been a product of the "wine" but I think that's just natural reaction to when the two of us are together. We were both pretty giddy. I caste the circle in the Egyptian way and she cast the circle in her way. Oh, it was a blast. I'm damn near excited for the fall equinox... and August 12th.

Yesterday as anyone who has on my flist knows was my birthday. It didn't start off too well. As I mentioned to edania in a comment, Curtis kind of ruined the first half. It wasn't as if anything was going to happen in the first part of the day but still, he didn't do too well when it came to my birthday. He offered me the standard birthday wishes then proceeded to blow completely out of control to the point where Dan was forced to call the cops and Curtis offered to by voluntarily admitted to the hospital otherwise the police officer was going to call an ambulance and section-12 his ass. (Not really: they told him that to scare him straight.) So, his boyfriend was sent home since he really only made it worse by showing up even after the In-Laws told him he couldn't come over, Curtis was relegated to his [destroyed] bedroom and the world was a happier place.

Brendan came home and made me the birthday cake that I wanted. He did a pretty good job, which may be because he was following the directions on the back of the box. After the cake was made, we opened cards (his anniversary card was way sappy--mine was funny) and I opened my birthday presents. On top of the season one, I was given InuYasha: Movie 4 and the newest Tool CD, which I pretty much suspected that I was getting since Curtis isn't really good at keeping secrets--constantly hinting--and the Tool CD was a given.

Afterward, the Husband decided to embarrass the shit out of me at the Texas Roadhouse. I promised to strangle him.

I have a ton of phone calls to make today. I have to call the financial aid office today in the hopes that they actually have my folder. I went last Monday and I went a few weeks before that... both times they didn't have my folder. That kind of scares the shit out of me since I filled out all of the paperwork in June. What are they doing with my damn folder for nearly a month? Not to mention, I have to pay STCC by August 16th so I kind of need an answer from financial aid.

I have to call Jenn and sing her a stupid song about how she's getting married today... I have to call Bobby and wish him a happy birthday since he tried to do that to me yesterday but I didn't get the message until like nine o'clock at night so I didn't think I should call him at that moment... I have to call Nichole so we can figure out whether or not we're going to Bobby's surprise birthday party tomorrow... I also have to get Bobby a birthday gift and I need to figure out what the fuck to get Jenn and Joseph in congrats for their big mistake wedding.

Here's to chores and delicious books.


current mood: nervous

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Thursday, July 27th, 2006
3:14 pm - She Shines... In a World Full of Ugliness.
I had to do a bit of last-minute research on the symtoms of broken ribs/fractured ribs. And then, I had to figure out the whole broken arm thing. Why is it that I come up with nifty ideas that could quite possibly involve the Husband's current knowledge of the biological sciences and then just... never ask him? I have no idea. I have decided that since he will be stuck in the car with me for half an hour tonight, I will have to ask him about the general symtoms of broken arms (how painful what type of breaks are, if it's feasible to break the bone in your bicep or if it's usually on the joint lines, et cetera) and definitely more about broken ribs. I think I got the pain of it all down just right but I don't think there may be anything to do with fire-like queasiness that reaches from gut to brain.

I have also been doing some generally fact-checking in the ancient peoples' categories. I have ancient Indo-Aryans, ancient Native American tribes on top of the standard Celtic, Pict, Proto-Germanic, Pre-Bronze Age Norsemen, ancient Egypt (which really wasn't much of a research insomuch as the casual glance to remind myself of this, that and the other thing), ancient Kush and Punt, ancient Mongolia around the time of Ghengis Kahn... I have considered looking up the time of Charlemagne, but I pretty much stopped at medieval Scotland and Romania. I may just print off a few more sheets in regards to ancient Ireland and possibly, something to do with the Anasazi tribes of western America. I haven't decided yet.

I'm on Chapter 36, I believe, at last count. I've considered posting more chapters but I haven't had much of a chance at present since I keep waffling between researching things for my BIG BINDER OF USELESS KNOWLEDGE and reading this fantastic read: Amazonia by James Rollins. I think I may choose the book again next... after I beat the dogs, anyway.

In other news, I was forced to hear the disgusting details shared with the Husband in regards to the brother-in-law's sexual activities. I think I may be forced to pierce my eardrums for all eternity. It would definitely help with the solitude needed to write...

I received a phone call from Nichole today that concerned the abominable Drew, yet again.

After much discussion with Nicky and Brendan on the subject, I have decided that polite conversation is the limit of whatever friendship he and I currently have. His "What's the function?" crap on top of his sexual advances coupled with his constantly cornering me to give him more of Brendan's time--to make love perchance or merely to feed his Magic: The Gathering™ addiction?--amid other comments that have been relayed back to me via both sources. The end result is quite simply this: I cannot stand the fucker. He hasn't been quite right since April drove him insane and why this is only becoming clear to me now is beyond me.

As it is, he went absolutely insane in the car on Nichole today another reason why she truly needs to get out of his fucking house and never look back. For some inane reason, she continues to stay but that is her choice and I will simply bide my time, twiddling my thumbs while they kill one another bit by tiniest bit. As it is, today, Drew nearly killed them, twice I believe, on the highway because he was angry with her for being sexually frustrated. You've got it folks! He's pissed off that a fully and functional twenty-four year old was sexually frustrated after not having gotten some in two weeks. Good reason? Definitely not. Good enough reason to go fucking nuts on the highway, try to get out of a moving vehicle that he is driving and just generally cause mayhem? Not in the slightest. Yet, she is still there...

I told her to move to California last night. Perhaps after this latest episode, she will give the suggestion merit.


current mood: exhausted

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Wednesday, July 26th, 2006
12:12 pm - And Just Wants To Be So Just Like Anyone.
This passed Sunday, Brendan went to Concord, NH so that he could take the NREMS (National Registry of Emergency Medical Services) test for paramedic. He had been quite obnoxious about how he would fail the entire test and he would have to come home and kill himself the entire week before. He did well on all of the major things although, he managed to fail the aspect that had to do with the basics... Effectively, he didn't tie one of the dummies into the chair tight enough, which made him fail that aspect of the test. The Husband swears that he did and that the person administrating that aspect of the test was just being nit-picky. Someone at the main office suggested that it had something to do with that but that this is quite common since everyone always studies for the hardest parts of the paramedic tests, but usually forget about the easiest parts.

While he did that, I spent good, quality time with Bobby, which was nice. We roamed around the Holyoke Mall for a bit and then went back to his house so that I could play with his ferret. Not much has changed in that boy, although he seems improbably taller. I have decided that this is in relation to his back injury and nothing to do with the possibility that I may or may not be shrinking.

After that, we went to a barbecue at a friend's parents' house. That was quite interesting. I had no idea who anyone was except for Nick who I recall only because of Darlene and then later, due to Bobby. Apparently, the two of them hang out quite often and spend a good deal of time together. Bobby has, effectively, left off the people who had once claimed to be his friends and has since moved into a new sphere that seems to be doing well will him. On occasion, he will meet with Joe and Santos, but in effect, Nick is his life especially now that he can't do much of anything, which includes working.

In spending time with Bobby, I realized that it's actually kind of nice being friends with him. A number of people who will remain nameless have given me flack over that. "Why should you be friends with him? He fucked you over, not once but twice now." Well, yes, but why should I let a stupid petty relationship of a tiny millisecond in my life ruin a decent friendship? It's something he and I have discussed a few times--how we could ignore one another entirely for quite some time and then just... pick up where we left off. It's magnificently wonderful that way and a lot less melodrama, too, I should think.

Last night, I went to see the over-hyped Clerks II. I won't make much of it except that it was a good deal less witty than the first movie. I was expecting decent conversation between Randal and Dante, but it would seem that by the age of 33, the two's witty reparté has fled the scene for more docile pastures. All in all, I wouldn't say that I wasted the money to see it but that, aside from a few amusing tidbits that mostly feature Jay, it was a decent way to get out of the house.

On the way out of the movie theater, I couldn't help but marvel how very young everyone was. I hardly think that anyone saw the original before going since a lot of commentary that made sense from previous View Askew movies was completely un-funny to the other crowds. There was also an aspect of the movie that remained heartily amusing to Brendan, Drew, Nichole and I that was lost, apparently, on everyone else. None of them were singing along with the music, either, which is sad. How could anyone not know Misery by Soul Asylum?

Every day, I get older. And every day, the masses born the years after me not only get dumber with every minute but also, have no taste in decent music.


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