Sebastian

...and Chris

New Year, News Feeds

Oh my goodness. I finally figured out that I have no more bloglines.... what the fuck!? When did they go away... oh at the beginning of the year.

I feel like an idiot!!! So now I need to find a new newsfeeds type website to put all my websites I like to get updates on. Geez. Not what I needed today.

Things have changed a lot this year. We have our friend Stormy and her son and 3 pound Yorkie staying with us a few days a week while her husband is off at school. It is scary staying home alone. I understand that, but it's also stressful having her here. I've been getting more migraines tho. Kinda worried.

On one hand I want to be there for one of our best friends, but on the other I'm getting more migraines from the 4 year old and best-y. I also have my other friend Shay getting in on this with her opinions, which are good, but it's not helping with my stress at all.

Neil and I are trying to do good here. Helping with a car, getting a mattress, having them stay... Why can't people just like that? The lady at the mattress store loved it.

Silent No More

I have been silent for too long. Granted my mind may be unraveling, this might be even better for me now, more than ever.

I hope this means my readers will come back, and I hope this means I will have more worth while stuff to write.

All for now, but not for long.

Internet Junkyard #31

A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary.

Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to 'clean up' the bird's vocabulary.

Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even more rude. John, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer.

For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute.

Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto John's outstretched arms and said "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I'm sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate
transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior."

John was stunned at the change in the bird's attitude. 

As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, the bird spoke-up, very softly, "May I ask what the turkey did?"

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!

Epic

Life has been.... off. After Sam passed, we went out and got a fish, we call him: Karl

He is very, stereo-typically GAAAAAAY. He notices you watching him, he'll flutter about, he'll rest up ageist the vent thingy (as seen in the pictures) and then be very diva-ish-y. I'm not even joking, he is a Drag Queen. He moves to fast for me to take pictures of him. He loves to blow bubbles at me, and he loves to show off. He loves his vent and loves his leaf hamek (yes, he's very spoiled, and very much a diva). He loves to poop on his house, but he'll get "stuck" in the fake plants to just have the waters move his fins for him. Yes, he's dark blue/black then he becomes white on the tips. So cute.

We named him Karl at first, but didn't know he was GAAAAY. Doesn't matter, we still love him and didn't relies a fish could have SUCH a personality! Shay calls him Mistress Karl.

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I know I've been using radio silence lately. Shay and I spent 3 weeks in Southern California for a nice girls vacation. We had a lot of fun. But even after we came back (on Sept. 10th) I've been almost scared to even post anything. It's like no one cares so why should I keep this going? I know it's so silly, I started this for me, to make myself do something to makes it to the world, so I don't feel so isolated, I don't want to be one of those internet celebrities, but I did hope to meet someone. Is that wrong of me?

Yes, I"m whining a bit.Migraines, bills, doctors, weight, family drama that only seems to get MORE AND MORE, and then there's always my lack of self esteem that makes things even worse. Yup, depression rears it's ugly head yet again.

It's bad enough I can't work, but I'm feeling harassed on all fronts. For three beautiful weeks it wasn't that big of a deal, I wasn't harassed as much, then I get home and I"m bombarded with it. I've lost 10 pounds but what did my mom say after seeing her 4 weeks ago? "Have you gained more weight?" So there goes what little self esteem I had on that front. Then the doctor too. I'm getting scaled back on my pain meds, so now I"m even cranky-ier because of pain.

I want to be more involved with the kids, but I'm scared to as well. The parents and I are not getting along. I should clarify, Dave and Lisa and I are not getting along. I'm tired of taking their shit, I wont fight infront of the kids either. This makes it hard to spend time with them.

I miss my family in Southern California, I don't like the area, as in how hot it gets, and that it's a desert, but there's that history there I miss.

Gotta keep smiling. In between the pain, the migraines, the legs, the back, the family, the health, the stupid people, the friends, the bills, the well, EVERYTHING.

Last Few Moments with Sam