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|Thursday, March 13th, 2008|
I'm willing to give any and all support for those seeking job mojo so long as I can get some in exchange :D
Been trying in Atlanta and now back to Orlando where things are not much better.
What a pain.
|Tuesday, March 11th, 2008|
|Welcome back to O-town...
I've been sporadic with the computer since I've been back.
What, been a week now right?
There's a lot of stuff to work on down here. Since Hue has had to spend a lot of time traveling, the house is a wreck. So I've been spending a lot of time cleaning and doing laundry.
I also discovered that Hue had neglected to tell me that my huge Ryukin goldfish had died. (not to mention most of the other smaller goldfish) He said it was because he didn't want to upset me. Actually I'm a bit pissed. Not at him really, but myself, since fishtanks (especially goldfish) require constant care that Hue couldn't provide with his traveling. :P
The other kids are doing well, Renji just can't get enough of me he's such an affectionate love whore. Hershey still plays come-and-go. We suspect he has some other sugar mama that he's staying with. I saw him for the first time since I've been here yesterday. Even then he didn't stick around long. Just long enough to eat and mark his territory. Little bastard. Current Mood: annoyed
|Saturday, March 1st, 2008|
|I'm so goddamed tired...
I have my own stress and issues to handle...I-just-can't-shoulder-others-me
Last night I broke down and cried myself to sleep.
No, I'm not looking for sympathy or pity, I'm just tired.
I'm diving into music to ignore everything for a while.
Nothing more refreshing than headbanging to Dir En Grey....
God I love this band.... Current Mood: blank
Finally got to watch the first episode of the 2nd season (damn near waited a bloody year)
It took me a bit, but by golly they've fucking brought along James Masters as a character (hee! heee!)
It was very entertaining, but I think they seemed to put too much of a play on the bisexuality that the back of my mind shouted: "gimmick! gimmick!"
However, I'm still very happy to see this show again...even though I've gotta be at the mercy of downloading (no cable)
Can't wait to see the other eps.....................................
|Friday, February 29th, 2008|
It's really sad to think that the nice, quiet, middle-class, neighborhood that I grew up in is now middle-class ghetto.
I hate to sound cliche, but "It's those damn kids these days".
This house has been broken into several times before the security system was put in.
There are people who tear up the air conditioning units to steal the copper tubing, kick in fencing, steal mail or smash the mailposts, pull up plants, throw shoppingcarts and furniture in the creek and that's just the annoying stuff. There have also been shootings, violence and other robberies too. I think I've heard gunshots at least 4 times in the five months I've been here.
The section 8 house next door is full of kids of all ages and I don't think Mom has ever seen a "Parental Unit".
They're also under the mistaken idea that everyone else on the street loves their music, 'cause they sure love to blast it out of the car while it's parked in the driveway. Doesn't really matter what time it is. (though they stopped doing it in the middle of the night when I once went outside and screamed "some people have to get up in the morning!!!") Yeah blame the white bitch! But guess what, your black neighbors don't like you either!
I am really looking forward to going back to Orlando.
At least I can tolerate reggetone. Current Mood: annoyed
Hey! Cineprov is doing Legend tomorrow night!
Anyone interested in going?
It sound like fun, I really like that movie (Hue was determined to have her "evil" outfit made as a wedding dress for me, yeah right) and they're gonna MST3K-it. It will be a great send off evening for me since I'm going to be leaving Monday if all goes well.
|Friday, February 22nd, 2008|
|Reading Bill Bryson
"The Life And Times Of The Thunderbolt Kid"
I'd recommend this to anyone who enjoys watching "A Christmas Story" or listening to Garrison Keeler.
A humorous yet insightful memoir of someone who grew up in the 50s.
I've been suffering from a case of the cruds the past few days and had a lot of reading time.
Here's an excerpt from the book (one that I can relate to in a way):
"Like most people in Iowa in the 1950's we were more cautious eaters in our house. On the rare occasions when we were presented with food with which we were not comfortable or familiar...we tended to tilt it up carefully with a knife and examine it from every angle as if determining whether it might need to be defused.
....In my house we didn't eat: pasta, rice, cream cheese, sour cream, garlic, mayonnaise, onions, corned beef, pastrami, salami, or foreign food of any type, except french toast.
Bread that wasn't white and at least 65 percent air.
Spices other than salt, pepper and maple syrup.
Fish that was any shape other than rectangular and not coated in bright orange bread crumbs, and then only on Fridays and only when my mother remembered it was Friday, which in fact was not often.
Soups not blessed by Campbell's and only a very few of those.
Anything with dubious regional names like "pone" or "gumbo," or foods that had at any time been an esteemed staple of slaves or peasants.
...We really were radically unsophisticated. I remember being surprised to learn at quite an advanced age that a shrimp cocktail was not, as I had always imagined, a predinner alcoholic drink with shrimp in it...."
|Wednesday, February 20th, 2008|
|Why am I still awake?
Every now and again I get these moods where I just don't want to go to sleep.
I can be tired, but like a little child I fight it.
It's not like I have insomnia, I'm just not willing to accept the end of one day for another.
Stupid me, I'm too old for this, but even as I yawn I still don't want too.
|Tuesday, February 19th, 2008|
|Otis and Renji
Our little kitties! These photos are not up to date, but they're still very cute! (the first one they were getting over a bad case of ringworm and allergies)
|Monday, February 18th, 2008|
Ok I just have to share this.
'Cause it's funny.
we here at Cineprov! pride ourselves on being completely whorelike so if you can get 10 people together for a show, we'll mock whatever you want!
we're tentatively scheduled out through july right now, but if need be we could bump something...again, whorelike.
keep us posted!
larry and your pals at Cineprov!"
For those who don't know, this is a theater group in Atlanta that does MST3K type mocking of movies every Friday night. Recently they sent out a request for movie ideas to spoof and I suggested Bruce Lee.
It's too bad I won't be here long enough to try and get ten people together for a night of hilarity...
|Sunday, February 17th, 2008|
|Friday, February 15th, 2008|
Well, it appears all is well in Orlando-ville.
Hue called and said that after 3 days missing, Hershey just showed up on the porch as if nothing was wrong and wolfed down a whole can of catfood. Hue's so confused he thinks he's losing his mind. I tried to reassure him that sometimes cats will do strange things like this, but I don't think he believes me.
I've never been too attached to Hershey, but I know it would break Hue's heart if something were to happen to him (even if he's a fucking crazy-neurotic-needy-spraymonster) So I'm really glad he's OK.
I've been trying to contact Hue tonight so I can at least say something nice for VD...But he'd been avoiding the phone.
We've lost one of our children.
Hershey has vanished.
A day or so ago I was told he wasn't eating well and Hue took the day off to take him to the vet and now can't find him anywhere. This is very unusual for such a attention needy animal.
Hue said he heard cat fights in the front yard, as if the local feline population knows this territory if now up for grabs.
We're assuming the worst. Current Mood: sad
|Thursday, February 14th, 2008|
J- We enjoyed these flowers very much when we lived in Buckhead. Havn't been so successful since.
|Tuesday, February 12th, 2008|
|Realism seems to have prevailed
I'm tired, been for a long time.
I'm tired of all the stress I had to suffer these past few months.
Tired of being nagged at why I haven't found a job here in Atlanta yet, or a house to move into, or a car (well at least that is partially taken care of)
And at the same time, I'm stressing about "what if Hue's optimism has strained beyond realism and he doesn't get the transfer..."
Well, it seems realism has prevailed. As much as we both wanted to move back up here, the powers that be has decided otherwise.
Maybe that's why I've been failing miserably at finding employment. (or maybe that's just mystical rationalizing) We just were not ment to be up here as of yet...
In the meantime, while the car is being worked on, I'll try and get as much sewing and crafting stuff done as possible at the shop before heading back to Orlando. I'll even help out working down the load of laundry that's piled up since the unfortunate employee cut.......
Hey wait, I'm one of those too!
I think I'll have to talk to some friendly people at the dept of labor...... Current Mood: annoyed
|Monday, February 11th, 2008|
|Just something different...
For some of you anime geeks, or just art fans, I found this piece of fan art that I thought was too cool not to share
I'm working on finding out who created it.
Recently I indulged in the joy of finally having a vehicle at my disposal and decided to visit the Chattahoochee river.
It was an unexpectedly cold morning...oh, wait, that sounds way too dramatic. In fact of *course* it was a cold morning. It had just rained the day before and it's winter. What *else* should I expect!
Anyway, I settled myself on a rock, which in milder weather would have been very comfortable. However, in temperatures below 40, I was worried that my posterior would freeze to the stone. Not to mention my fingers ached as they held my book.
Though it may seem I'm a glutton for punishment, the fly fishers made me look warm.
There they were wading out in the frigid water, flicking their lines back and forth. For what? After all this part of the Chattahoochee is not known for it's pristine waters.
I also amused myself by watching large clumps of foam that resembled industrial products escaping from a fire. I wondered if they would stick against an object in the water, float on by, or break apart only to reassemble like some mutant creature.
All the while the men are still fishing.
I remember reading that water has to have this perfect level of oxygen and purity in order to support trout. That's what they're trying to catch with flies right? Well even if they're not, there's still signs all over the place warning about eating the fish. As if seeing all the trash and goo wasn't enough of a warning (oh, and don't forget the mutant foam)
I never did see them catch anything. Not that I really expected them to.