Ok, so I watched Atonement last night and I'm highly depressed that I cannot get those 2 hours of my life back. It reminded me of that other dumb love movie that I hated, "The Notebook" (you may have heard of it). I thought Atonement should have been re-titled "The Typewritter", then maybe I wouldn't have even wasted my time. I did think the score was great, the costumes good and the cinemetography beautiful, but I hated the plot. I got so bored and then really felt nothing for the characters at the end because I felt as though the writters didn't put enough into their love or even them to make me feel any sort of attachment to them. I know that people just eat this type of stuff up but I can't stand it. And it's not that I'm not a romantic because I am, but this stuff just not my cup of tea. I really wish I would have gone with my better instict and turned it off in the middle of the whole "I'm in the war but walking around the countryside pointlessly forever" sceens. Urg, I want a good love story! My own would be great but not happening and I'm just so not into relationships right now. What's a girl to do!?!

 

Before anyone goes ape on me, I am well aware that alcohol and depression does not mix well. So I just drink it to make house cleaning go by easier! Anyhoo, one night a little over a month ago I made up my drink of choice Rum and Coke (it's my drink of choice because it's only 2 ingredients) and decided to do the dishes while listening to the most amazing CD ever: My Chemical Romance's Black Parade. (also good when house cleaning). After 3 loads and 3 drinks later I was on a roll until one particular touching song came on that in my great 'enhanced' mood, I decided to pause and pay homage by singing along. Of course when I drink, everything is elaborate and dramatic so I grabbed by glass and sat, legs sprawled, on the floor, back against the coffee table, and I sang very loudly...but emotionaly...along I don't love you, like I loved you, yester-day-aye-aaaaye. Unfortunately you get the picture but luckily you didn't get the vocals. After belting my heart and soul out, I got the 'brilliant' idea to go put my adorable cute nighty on so I'd feel better about my slightly dampened spirit. (and girls know that wearing something sexy, even if nobody sees it, just makes you feel good).

 

So here's the scene: After singing a heartwarming balad, I get dressed as naughty housewife to finish my cleaning, drink in hand, but when I get to the kitchen I step in a puddle...oops! Before I had gone to sing, I was filling up the sink for my next load and completely forgot all about it!

 

New scene: My kitchen is flooded, there is water under the fridge and even over in my laundry area under my washer and dryer. There is a lot of standing water and towels are not going to cut it so I grab a blanket and throw it on the swamp. And then there's me, sobbing hysterically, mascara running, in a nice little nighty that is now sopping wet.

 

I did get it all cleaned up and taken care of but needless to say I now only drink if I'm NOT doing the dishes (cuz what harm can come from leaving the vaccuum on?!)

Too much going on to try and explain! I hate to admit it, but I spend more time on Myspace than anywhere else (keep in mind though that I still don't own a computer so my time on the internet is limited to like 30 min a day when I'm on breaks at work!). Seasonal depression really sucks...especially when you have it. It's winter which means lots of storms going on, which creates power outages, which means I get called in to answer phones at 3 in the morning (but I get overtime at least). Mark and I broke up about a month ago and my new motto is: Back in the dating pool which unfortunately looks to be unchlorinated! I've did have a fun and exciting weekend with my friend Marina where we toured local wineries. We even joined one of the clubs! The day was probably fun due to the 27 samples we had tried. I found the best bottle of wine ever; it was raspberry, not too sweet, but made from local berries. It tasted like an actual raspberry but with a kick! I got to go see Dane Cook in Seattle last week and laughed like crazy; he was awesome! Marina liked his butt, but I'm a thigh girl, and man does he have great ones! My sister moved back to California in August because her husband came back, so that means my nephew is growing up far away from me. I did get to see him in September when Mark and I went to Disneyland, Universal Studios, and Warner Brothers. In January I am going for 6 days to stay with my sis so I'll get to see him walking! He just turned 1 on November 1st and is absolutely adorable! He has curls on the side of his head which I have labeled his "Jewish curls" and tell my sis that he's going to be a rabi. That is all I can think of at the moment. I've had some funny things happen but I'll blog them later. Hope all is well!

It's been pouring which is not normal for my area. Yes, I realize that I live in the Pacific Northwest but specifically where I live gets only about 15-17 inches of rain a year. Today alone we are projected to get about 2 inches which is over how much we get a month! I love the rain, especially downpours, but my car doesn't particularly get along with them. Rain means that Chuck, the hobo who just craps in my car while eating from a greasy chicken bucket, is back. This year I have discovered how Chuck came existance. My car leaks big time. So now I can only do the ultimate redneck fix...put WalMart bags under the leaks to catch the water! To top off the 'my car sucks' portion of this blog, the window has decided to no longer roll up. It happened once while driving through the bank and my boss was able to get it back up but informed me to NOT roll it down again! So what did I do on Sunday? Rolled it down and had to wait till Mark's dad came home to help me get it back up. I had a Superman action figure randomly in my car so I wedged him between the door pannel and the roll down handle with his menacing fist sticking out, warning me to not touch it! When asked what I would do if I won the lottery, my answer was simple: "I'd buy come C4 so I could blow my car up...then I'd buy a new one."

 

 

Finally, for all you Johnny Depp fans out there, Mark has made the ultimate tribute. It's really cool starting with his first movie, ending with his latest, and lots of good ones in between. They all have original music from the films to collaborate. I almost cry when I hear the music from Edward Scissor Hands and Finding Neverland, such good movies! Go watch it HERE or I will have the link in his movie list.

 

 

 

 

I am making an attempt to catch up on everyone's blogs and leave comments but work is against me. Things have been quite crazy at work, we've been busy out of our minds! I haven't had time to do much on the computer. Today has slowed down *fingers crossed* *knock on wood* so hopefully I can do some blog surfing!

 

New stuff to update:

*I now have a hampster, the same blood thirsty one I talked about months ago. Long story, but he's mine for now.

*I am in a Christmas choir. I love singing in choir; it's great but still somewhat challenging because I don't even come close to reading music.

*Mark and I went and saw Man of the Year which was a let down because I was fully expecting to laugh hysterically over this 'Robin Williams pure comedy movie'. It was more of a drama and the ads for it didn't even give a clue to the plot so I was kinda ticked.

*I'm back on the "Ethiopian diet"; I feel like old mother hubbard. This time though I don't even have lettuce or apples so I guess it's the Olsen twins diet.

*I fixed my dryer. The hose had come off the back causing my whole house to completely fog up.

*My sister is due sometime next week and her newest complaint is that "the little monster" has fingernails. And she can feel them which is kinda freaking her out.

*I still haven't had the opportunity to shoot those raccoons but I love all the infultration ideas. I didn't realize raccoons traveled in organized crime groups.

 

That's it for the moment. Sorry nothing funny or amusing because it's fall and it's rainy and there is nothing funny or amusing about this time of year! (can we say seasonal depression?)

 

Some interesting things have presented themselves this week.

 

First off a local multi millionaire has taken an interest in me

Age?: 70's

Surprising?: not really

Despite that he owns a castle and is worth oodles and oodles of money, it's still nasty. Even my Anna Nichole Smith instinct is gagging! (doesn't mean I didn't think about it for like a few seconds). I have been personally invited to his huge exclusive Halloween party and all of us at the office know why. He loves his women young and apparently, by his stare, he also loves boobies. Unfortunatly I qualify in both areas. This means there is no way I'm going to the party because it will be just a big drunken bash and he's an alcoholic so no thanks.

 

Last night I had a showdown with some raccoons. I could hear them in my rosemary bushes and when I heard them climb the fence I got perterbed at the thought of them digging up my flowers in my planter box. I peeked out the window and expected to see the two neighborhood raccoons but saw a total of 5 little bandits. There were two under my window so I flailed and shouted and they just looked at me all funny. One tried getting up towards the window to get a better view of my amusing scare tactics! I opened the window to shout more but they didn't care. I saw 3 other ones on my deck by my planter box so I had an idea to really scare them off. I grabbed my broom and swung the door open quickly, arms outstreatched and making loud 'shoo' noises. They didn't even jump! One started growling and came right up to the screen door which luckily I had the glass down over the screen.  I pounded the broom against the door and he kinda jumped back but came right back growling. Another one got really curious as to what I was so he came right up to the window and started sniffing at a little hole in the metal panel at the bottom of the door. This infuriated me! I was 'big and scary' and they should be running like mad trying to get away! So I grabbed the pepper shaker and furiously shook it over the hole trying to make the raccoon go away. It didn't work very well except that now my rug is very peppered. Eventually I gave up. But I have a plan, I'm gonna take the screen out of the kitchen window and when they come on the deck I'll shoot them with my airsoft gun (which won't really hurt but will probably scare them) But then again what did I accomplish before in scaring them?!

 

Have a good weekend!

 

 

 

 

This weekend was a smelly one. Mark is now obsessed with puting Icy Hot on his neck before he goes to bed, so he and his pillows reak of the stuff! I couldn't just lay down on his bed and watch him play video games without tasting it or feeling it burn my eyes and singe my nasal cavity. Ick!

 

Another smell is mouse poo. That's right, more mice! I caught two more over the weekend and one looked like a baby (which I released into the wild...park) so I'm guessing it has about another 15 siblings. Oh goodie...

 

The third smell is the awful burning hair and lint smell that comes from my dryer if I use it for more that 2 minutes. Then it sounds like it's crackling from being aflame! Needless to say, it's dead and my house has become a huge clothes line. I made one with a jump rope cuz I don't have string or twine or anything.

 

Other than that, the weekend...well, kinda sucked actually. It went by way to fast...except at night. Saturday night was the WORST night of my life! I went to bed and had the most disgusting, scary, serial killer, I'm going to die, grunting mutant man that shreeks, dream ever! (but Mark had a really nice truck!) I would wake up scared out of my mind and couldn't go back to sleep. When I'd finally doze back off, the dream would continute, but usually more twisted and more scary so I'd wake up again. I was so tired and stiff and freaked that I thought about never sleeping again. I thought I got these nightmares from spending the majority of Saturday watching Mark bash, slice, and gut zombies on some game he has. So yesterday I didn't watch while he played (except for a tiny bit when he was finishing) and I didn't have any awful nightmares but I did wake up once for some reason. I feel like a 5 year old again except I can't sneak into mom and dad's bed to sleep the rest of the night peacefully. Why so many graphic horrifying nightmares? I don't get it, but if it doesn't stop, then I'm going to consider moving back home or get a dog or something! I think I'm gonna invest part of today looking on dream sites...I'm desperate!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the way, I removed some old photos of me and added 2 new ones. I took them last night (what you do with a camera phone when you are a bored girl!). They are in the photo album titled Hey Look it's Me! As far as pictures of Mark...yeah right!

I leave for 9 days and what the hallaballoo happened to my space!?! Those MSN nerds must have just been waiting for this moment for me to leave so they could totally screw me up when I got back...they are very successfull!!! This new system so far absolutely, totally, completely sucks! A lot of my blog entries were written in light colored font because that was the only way to see it on the old black background...now my space has been attacked by green and you can't read the light colored font...so you can just guess what my day will consist of!

Anyhoo, my trip was great! I am hating being home already...the mouse is still at large and I think it has brough it's buddy...a rat! We got home Saturday night so when I woke up Sunday after finally sleeping in my own bed at last, I found a very very large mouse turd in my hair! The size is making me think that it's possibly not a mouse. *insert major "eeek!" here* Yesterday I spent three hours cleaning mouse and 'rat' turds. I pulled my fridge out, my oven drawer, and my dryer, cleaning up loads of mouse poo. The big turds are mostly in my bedroom closet...oh goodie...and in the bathroom. But I think that it has nested under my bathroom cupboard so I've barracaded the door, sealing it shut. I'm buying a load of death traps tonight and hopefully this will all be over!

 

The weather for our trip was nice. Not too hot but kinda humid some days which I didn't like. I didn't gain any weight *happy dance* so I'm stoked! Space Mountain was a blast and the  music is really sweet! The changes to Pirates of the Carribean were pretty cool too, and the changes in Haunted Mansion were really good! We got drenched on Slash Mountain and Mark's Mom and her friend Bridget got absolutely nailed by the gyser on Grizzly Bear Run in California Adventure. Mark and I went on a 3 1/2 hour tour of Disney Land that was really interesting. All of us were quite exausted because we would get up at 6:30 or 6:45 so we could get over to the gates by 7:40 and then the park didn't close till 11 so we didn't get in bed till usually 12:30. On Wednesday though, Sarah, Lisa and I slept in till 10 and swam for about 45 min. then took our time getting ready and headed over. The day we left Disney Land, I slept in the car for 5 hours; it was great!

So I'm back, not wanting to work again, battling a demon mouse and possibly a rat with a hair fetish, but my sister is back up visiting for a week (I went to her baby shower yesterday), and the weather here is fabulous! I'm off to try to figure the stupid space changes and maybe figure out how to visit other sites or something...stupid computer nerds making things 'better' for us simple minded folk!

 

 

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